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count da bars - mad comedian lyrics

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count da bars

verse 1 (mad comedian) 30 bars

before i hit you /
with a cup of issues /
i will give your baby moms
a box of tissues

and tell her not to miss you /
i got your neck swinging quicker /
than pikachu because i dissed you

i’m sick of you rap pinochle millenials /
bieng subliminal and cynical /
about a white boy with a bunch of stan fans

can take down the creed of all dreams /
the kaiser on most teams
don’t make me suprise ya /
with a bullet of word streams

some of y’all are sweets with the same /
type of stains in your sheets

just a little bit of chucks /
with a whole lot of bucks /
fronting because everyone alrеady knows you suck

do some push*ups / cuz imma give you a heat check /
blast you off the deck / what the heck /
now you lose your respect /
before you could ever protect ya neck

(boom) count da bars (boom)

verse 2 (omar dyer) 26 bars

cough set offset / where is the henny though
cute booty / yeah, she a jenny though /
you broke / she broke / you smashed a stripper though
1 gun, two gun / you instagram the moment of conception though

you gets no props for knocking up cardi though /
i ain’t mad at you / you t*pain a stripper hoe

i’m tiered of this disrespect in arcadia /
what’s beef?

beef is the heat between you and me /
what’s beef?

beef is the fight between me and your wife /
under the sheets

what’s beef?

if you really want beef / go beat your meet /
now that’s beef

i’m p*ssed off / i’m in my chariot now /
cuz i’m p*ssed off / i’m strutting around town/
cuz i’m p*ssed off / now i’m show you how i get down/

(boom) count da bars (boom)

verse 3 (mad comedian) 17 bars

i’m a go a little bit of quick /
just to get a little bit of sick /
give you a little bit of that /
and give you a little bit of this /
just to make you a little bit trick

there’s only one rap god /
i got the lighten bolt to shatter the raptors

don’t make me rapture your stan fans /
with a play from the american band stand /
i know to them you are their idol /
to the rest of the world you are my decibel /
please don’t turn into my rival

they say the sky has no limits / guess what?
i am standing in the clouds / with lighten bolts /
and i am ready to strike you down

verse 4 (mad comedian) 65 bars

the bigger the badder
the freaky the bladder
you just a white boy
with a bunch of stan fans
trying to be the next
americans band stand
i got the gland though
to strike your hand though
leave you ducking in sand though
calling your moms my favorite mand

you lucky though, i’m chucky though
feeling kind a plucky though, while getting ducky
and burring you d*ckface in dough

don’t make me roll up and truck you
in smoke; leaving you broke like samoa joe

put your money where your mouth is
let me show you what this is about
as i run up in the house / take the loot up out the couch
put the gun up in your mouth;
then shout: biggie smalls is the illest

you ain’t breaking sh*t
if i never entered in it
go get the grits, and clear those zits
tag your it

to many morphisis as i leave you often
crying in a coffin, thinking you
got power, now your a ranger
striving since your rap life is in danger
cling on the hanger, the mad mangler
pulled up in a wrangler, to rap words
and un tangle ya

(boom) count da bars (boom) 690 words 118 bars

- mad comedian lyrics

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