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hammer - kill bill: the rapper lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m a barbarian burying bars, i part arrogance
i start what i finish, bizarro, i’m brock berrigan
head full of trees, my body is bark, pair it with
loose leaf, i lose speak, i’ll rob a ross, maryland
don’t compare me with your top five, i’m spock*minded
f*ck and touch a rubber duck, i’ll buck a sucker right now
pipe down the flow, that’s mario maneuvers
tell ’em yak yak yak, hit your barrio with rugers
with a bargain ho, i’m zooted, split the difference and split fast
faces to the floor, droppin’ weight like slimfast
hit the register like tuning forks, her mood is sore
center cube like a rubix core, i’m buddhist
i do this, i gives a f*ck if you compute it
i’m a movin’ kinda rapper, i just do it how i do it
i’m a movin’ kinda rapper, keep up with the music
somebody tell the master, don’t f*ck with the student
and that’s just something you should know about
hit the stage, drunk, droppin’ funk ’til they throw me out
and that’s just how we be doin’ sh*t
livin’ how we livin’, gettin’ faded, makin’ music, b*tch
you actin’ like i’m new to this, your ex posed for nudie pics
i booty hit, she threw me the booty, i h*ll maneuvered it
fifth grade, i’m cootie sick, got a problem, shoot me, b*tch
carolina on my mind, i’m back up on my hootie sh*t
movie clips, movie clips, what’s with all these movie clips?
you couldn’t pusha t, so you got malice for the [?]
you sicko, that some groupie sh*t, you moody as moody can get
i laid the hammer down, i f*ckin’ judge judy’d the b*tch, b*tch
talkin’ sh*t, talkin’ sh*t

[verse 2]
meet the team with the beats, it’s me, bustin’ shots through weak esteems
[?], peep the steam, this sh*t here’s what a dreamer’s dream
[?], f*ck radio, i don’t keep it clean
we dirty dirty, workin’ early, you subtweet, we murder birdies
[?] that acid tab, bring the fractals back, i ain’t mad at that
slap a mac in the apple store, then, drag your wh0re through the cabbage patch
half a pack, which way to the arcade, i wanna play [?]
new whip, no cadillac, move b*tch, i’ve mastered rap
the fact that this faction for rap for the masses is massively baffling
i just rap ’cause i’m rappin’
basically, ya’ll some fakers, i’m pagan to that reaction
just took you on a track and then get that sea monster, kraken
i humble, we off of traction, off that weed, off that passion
i’m gonna be a few minutes, i bought that lean off of [?]
but that don’t mean i’m the baddest, i just sip what i’m smokin’
i like to smoke what i’m drinkin’ to give the tip to the potion
and she gonna [?]
bein’ frank, i was slippin’, so i slipped under ocean
grip her hips with the motion, b*tch, i’m pimpin’, she hoin’
i flip the script in a minute and then we tip in the boat and sh*t
extended metaphors can only go so far, busted
then, i got the cheeks while we listen to some strfkr
tall mustard with the flakes on the sandwich too
i like a lot of things, but f*ck boy, i ain’t a fan of you
k!llin’ sh*t, ain’t a rapper real as this
smoke that sh*t a couple times, it hits you like gorilla fists
b*tch
[fart noise]
k!ll me

- kill bill the rapper lyrics

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