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67 bars - kaysharp lyrics

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[verse 1: kaysharp]

revel to those motherf-ckas’ fake -ss rappers
shout out to the up-town ghettos’ for felling my gangster vide trapper
imma beast wit satan, say goodbye to the prayer and dying, wishes of heathens
the patriots, the gods…and we say we forgot it like our heart simultaneously
step into the rhymes, spit some good metaphor, fascinated fascine fascism
my metaphor is fastidious like hot cheek, dividing my bars like a elijah muhammad
i’m too nasty, i’m a p-ssy with c-nt herpes so don’t f-ck with me, still i’m satiate
still i’m punching the punch line i fell like a puncher dike, bars like hike,” hesitate”
i’m getting sick, why do you spit corny punches that n0body understands?
you ain’t in my league; i’m pitching’ at you underhand, punch you with my uppercut
punch line, beat you like a ufc, first round knockout hit you with tko, cause
i’m punch line k!ller, am gonne leave your body like a t-lymphocyte, wordplay thesis

[verse 2: kaysharp]

i’m lupara k!ller, lupine blood sucker, don’t try to taste me you get lupus erythematic
i’m like es, rest in peace to gs, spiting in the face of –es, don’t ever try to p-ss me
you might get erythropoietin, i’m too high smoking (weed), i fell like escadrille
my metaphor is like p-rn when you heard it you fell like escalate, metaphor escalator clause still writing doesn’t matter good or bad i’m still trying, i don’t want to consequences rap
looking like the only hip hop motherf-ckas on schindler’s list, aronco pollo,(arpeggiate)
a banana daiquiri and a motherf-ckin bistelpanado, sound like nitroglycerine, nit-picking
i’m nit in front ya’ll but i’m gonne nisi in your mind, i’m a goodfella, dad looking for a squad
i ain’t african n-gga i’m indian n-gga i bust my multis, metaphor on indian was
never deny my words cause it’s gonne heresies you, destroy your dignity
never try to vouch me and my word, i’m on top at vicuna, vie with videoconference
police, you can check my tags pull me over try to check my slab
i’m nuts someone handle me the medical, you rocking me is like jessica simpson findin
the cure for cancer, you winning this is like mr. rogers singing “i hate kids”, bunch of h0m-
trying to annoyed me, imma destroy them by applesauce, my metaphor are varicolored
all i do is vers libre, cruse from louvre, people be like ape when they sycophant my lyrics
imma lyrical satan metaphor like syenite flow like syllabification, syllabize

[verse 3: kaysharp]
i’m like sylvatic k!lling fake rappers like symbiosis and remove with sympathectomy
cause rappers are sympathomimetic when we writing symphonic poem people be like symphysis, when fellow(s) heard it they fell cauterize cause “move the crowd, that’s what mc mean”… zugzw-ng
nuncupative nunnery nuragh, time p-ss ways but nutcase fellows never nutmeg, deamination dearest and death, eigenvalue wack octodecimo octofoil, writing octosyllable rhymes with dope
metaphors octyl,boogie girls good-for-nothing, goodish
words infinitesimal but bars infinite, ya’ll can’t count the bars you better use infinitesimal- calculus, my bars are infirmaries for the inflammable folks…rappers think i’m infirm but now i realize that they’re infirmity sh-t disquieting maybe they disrelish with me? but i’m inflexible inflict, i know i’ve influence of doing something what i want but fellow(s) influx me, actually, technically i’m illest, revolution’ll come again but i’m a thug, i’m rfa

[verse 4: kaysharp]

i’m dope like adventures of tom sawyer, at the same time sick like ben jonson, i’m alien
while i’m writing my bars i’m feeling like a karnadas, while i’m spiting i’m feeling like a nick andrews…nicker nicotiana eyes nictation, still remember nidus where i spit my free -verse , niff respect for those who diss me at the same time nigella for nima doma tmng
n-ggard n-ggle, rapping like a night-bird (singing) never blink my eyes until nightfall
rolling hitch, rolling mill, rolling pin my picture on rolling stone b-tch, stiffen metaphor eating stifado hitting b-tch with stiffy sound like stifftail metaphor stiletto -ss then kim d-ckens, kincob rhymes, rhyming from kindergarten i’m kindred spirit like i’m kind of kinematics still i’m kinesiology, looking those olds kinetoscope suddenly i lose my pressurized-water reactor, hyper kidderminster carpet…pseudopodium fake pseudo scorpion, sh-t
rhyming is like prestidigitation but i’m ain’t pretend pretender… pre-tension preter preternatural deep fry pretzel, just want to prevaricate the truth about the system and f-ck up your mind prial, i’m too cheap right now someone wane fell my pricey metaphor pricey subroutine subscript subsequence sub-shrub for subsidize felling subsonic(heroin),dope, dopiest then cocaine, breach the oracle, metaphors dirty the coccidioidomycosis diseases, throwing bars at armageddon, i-i’m doing battle hymn, oracle thug.i am electrical satan,electric eels hit giving electrical feel,thats how kaysharp feels

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