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ruthless - lewis carpenter lyrics

[verse 1- biff webster]
since 1996 i’ve been writing rhyming sh-t
hoping one day i’d be draped in all that fine designer sh-t
shattered backboards on my feet to press the clutch i’m driving whips
paddle shifting eventually but the nissan got the stick
yeah i’m sick
blowing chunks
body beats from the jump
speeding 264, russian cream with the blunt
bucket seats in the truck
with 15s and they bump
heavy metal and hip hop and hardcore pump
teen spirit for lunch and boom bap for breakfast
lyricism precision and it’s leaving them breathless
deep voice f-ck around and getting them pregnant
big big sh-t like i’m wearing a stetson
it’s the godd-mn microphone chompa
i’m sitting in the whip kicking these writtens like its soccer
weed purple like w-lly wonka
got a blonde in a romper
and i’m k!lling this sh-t, hip hop curb stomper
i️ got back at it with craftmatic and now i’m snapping
eat my f-cking rubber to these rappers that i’m lapping
they was too busy laughing
and now they wonder what happened
got them worshipping my words like i’m a motherf-ckin chaplain

[chorus]
yeah it’s that biff x lewis
yeah you know we do this
step into the studio so don’t be acting clueless
yeah you know we coming ruthless
x2

[verse 2- lewis carpenter]
word to my n-gga biff for this sh-t
chill vibes, but if you bring the white hoes i might need a hit
if you ask do fiend this sh-t
i’d probably plead the fifth
i need the mic
like a drunkie needs a fifth
if you don’t f-ck with the flow
get on your knees and sh-t
and eat a d-ck
i’m the king of this
show you who the rap g*nius is
i’m the rap jesus b-tch
but i won’t rise on the third day
so i can’t rap my verse late
but it’s still graveyard shift
i work late on my word play
bet you won’t catch that on the first take
i could play it back to make sure you heard me
but i won’t rise on the…man f-ck it
just know that i’m in first place
from my birth date to my dirt day

[chorus]

[verse 2 – biff webster]
what if i f-cked around and spit a second verse on this sh-t
okay i’m new but i been learning this sh-t
yeah i been working and sh-t
i’m steady lurking and sh-t
i brought her -ss back to my crib and now i’m working that b-tch
since a youngin i wanted to snap on a track and now look at me
i’m counting racks and breaking backs in pleated slacks and stinking packs
cut from the cloth they make your box logo tees with
i’m shirtless on a yacht while you’re working on a steam ship
heteros-xual, intellectual, intersectional rap professional i’m impressing her
riding on my suzuki
vl800 s-xy b-tches in my jacuzzi
all of them popping molly, i got them sweatin profusely
and sippin on rum and juices til these floozies loosey goosey
and you know i eat the booty, tripping on lucy
i come through look like…

- lewis carpenter lyrics

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