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noroomfreestyle - perseu lyrics

[intro]
rap defines perseu as the most crudest of f*ckers
rap defines perseu as the most ignant of mothers
can you dig it?

[verse 1]
ya b*tch be talibannin my phone
proper texts, no, more like p*ssy pics
sticks and stones may break my bones
but i got the fattest b*tch, she even makes me moan
in her ear, so loud, it goes
uhh, f*ck yea
ken kaniff from deep connecticut
my friends describe me as, the nastiest of it
what do you expect, i’ll make you disrespect yo self respect
listen, infest your ear with proper intellect
cause i may look dumb, but i got brains, them true waynes
i build my own stuff, like the cape crusade
i’m on point like snipes, and she k!lls bills like blades
but there’s no shade, i love all the motherf*ckers in the rap game
but i got an appetite, and i’m hungrier than hippos, so you know that’s f*cking right
add those seven letters to my name
add those seven letters to my name
i said add those seven letters to my motherf*cking name
and watch me take your spot in the hall of flames, i exclaim
[chorus]
you ain’t got no room to f*ck with me
you ain’t got no room to f*ck with me
you ain’t got no room to f*ck with me
now quit acting like a brat, your name ain’t f*cking creed

[verse 2]
sure, you can take a look at my first mixtape
it sucked real real bad but f*ggot know your place
ain’t seen a trace of your face, now what you gonna say
you set up my mind in the dark like f*cking blind dates
you can sh*t on me all you want, i’ll just clip your flapping wings
you can spit on me all you want, i’ll just stitch your moving lips
beef ain’t one to start if you don’t know how to cook
it’ll leave you looking like a punk, on your face, a stupid look
you can try to gang up on me, i’ll leave unsure like snooki
then i’ll have you going nuts for the next months like f*cking snoopy
fame is the aim and no i’m not talking cookies
i’m going through my chapters, one day they’ll want to book me

[chorus]
you ain’t got no room to f*ck with me
you ain’t got no room to f*ck with me
you ain’t got no room to f*ck with me
now quit acting like a brat, your name ain’t f*cking creed
[verse 3]
tenacious is this ep to keep hold of your feelings
i’m feeling like making a k!lling and i’m doing it willingly
and i’m teasing the next hearing, the identity crisis
sniffle my sinus’, this is me with my finest devices
i’ve heightened my ability to ride on a tempo
and make rapping seem kinda funny, i’ve hit your elbow bone
these dummies make me groan, why won’t you r*t*rds just brighten
all these jokers in my face, i’m bringing heath like mike tyson
it’s that type of season, the one that give you all meaning
i finished junior, it’s almost senior
then i’m out to angels, maybe we will see though
this rapping is me though, shake hands for the deal
i got my hand on the wheel, the wheels go squeal
i’m making this music, do your ears appeal?
no, well i’m never done with my meal, so so
you ain’t got no room to f*ck with me
to f*ck with me
f*ck, f*ck with me
i’ll see you at photoshoot for the double xl
and i’m spicier than normal like the water propel
been to h*ll and stayed
cause it’s a lot better than earth
but i know i’ll miss my momma, she the one gave me birth
i hope i’ll hear about her life, then my papa’s trip to earth
cause he from another country, alien to amere*ricans
yeah, he had that hard knocked life
knocking wood wouldn’t do the trick
karma sneaking round the corner
but he wasn’t no b*tch
and he passed that on to me
cause he knew i had gift
and that gift ain’t free
i shift the world with my fist
i blew on a dandelion so the truth is my wish
i’m next after the coles, the kendricks, the bigs
the lils, the ofs, the drakes, the ricch
the wiz, the harlows, dababys, ectsick
i ain’t diss, just lifting up the bar in this b*tch
if you got a problem, then i’ll give you the smoke
i’ll get in my car and go tokyo *skrrtttt*
[chorus]
you ain’t got no room to f*ck with me
you ain’t got no room to f*ck with me
you ain’t got no room to f*ck with me
now quit acting like a brat, your name ain’t f*cking creed
you ain’t got no room to f*ck with me
you ain’t got no room to f*ck with me
you ain’t got no room to f*ck with me
now quit acting like a brat, your name ain’t f*cking creed

- perseu lyrics

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