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40 b.a.r.r.s. vs. casey jay - urltv lyrics

[round 1: casey jay]
am i scared of 40?
sh*t, not even a lil’ bit
i’m ’bout to have this b*tch blew (blue) in half, like ya wig b*tch
she said, “for the right price she’d murk casey”, well i’m about to k!ll you first b*tch
get hurt quick, i’ll make you eat this desert for dessert b*tch
we facin’ off, with a mil’ (meal) on the table, i ain’t surf b*tch
i can’t stand this b*tch
how y’all think car’ total, look at the damages
it’s somethin’ ’bout you, that i don’t be gettin’
you loud but you timid
on stage, either choke or pretendin’
so i’ma expose how ya whole name a contradiction
like how the f*ck is ya name “barrs” (bars) but got it hard tryin’ to gеt through a sentence?
how y’all think 4 it?
how many timеs will 4 forget
the throne? i don’t think 4 fit when all she do is forfeit
the .4 lift, let four spit, steal barrs (bars), i forged it, don’t force it
this an unmovable force b*tch
i torch sh*t
4 seen (foreseen) now 4 hit, i made it to the final 4, now somebody ask 4 where 4 been
um3? i held it down for b*tches
should y’all be thankin’ me? yes
why i gotta address
seein’ me winnin’ was havin’ y’all pressed
it’s to the core, um4, basically, they hate when y’all next (nxt)
smack callin’ me “the face”, it really had you that hurt?
well i don’t give a f*ck 40, you can be the face…on a shirt
cause you just talk down on b*tches, i don’t think you’ll act on your verbs
so what is it worth?
gun in ya mouth, now you really gotta stick to ya words
get split on the curb, i’m blammin’ sh*t
two guns, i love both my b*tches, they polyamorous
they’ll both have you leakin’, one on the side where i keep it
the other? bet not leave the house, it’s like a family secret
so what was the reason?
cause you know, it ain’t no hoe in me
in this whole round, b*tch you get no relief
this westbrook versus anthony davis; 0*3
and i won’t make it close
i overdose
she look tired
she omar, drug in her apartment
b*tch, don’t let this sh*t get down to the wire
f*ck you gon’ say?
i lost to geechi?
they upped the bag and gave me you, you ain’t provin’ much
after that l i went and hopped in a v and copped a louis clutch
and now you [?] cause anyone you care about around you dies
cause f*ck if she got a cult followin’, if i’m a b*tch with a colt 45
i don’t gotta lie
b*tch you can’t believe that it’s with me
i will turn team 40 into a grievance committee
my hand on the semi
but i gotta sit back and reflect on self cause sh*t’s wild
simone piles, i gotta stop flippin’ on b*tches just for my mental health
40, i remember when you started not to remember sh*t
another chokin’ b*tch
how i really am puzzled, y’all gave me a b*tch who bad with memories so i can leave a memory of her?
we need a 100%, so here’s a chance to give all
we used to cheer, jump every round like tip offs
the b*tch from boston can sell tics (celtics), that’s not false
but she only give 60%, 40 been off
woman of the year?
it was me and viixen at the top of the list
let’s talk to this b*tch
cause i feel like you floppin’ a bit
i’m knockin’ the sh*t
and keep goin’…it’s like my son want mcdonalds but we got food at home, yeah, i ain’t stoppin’ for sh*t
i’m offin’ this b*tch
cause i came to get you buried
and the next time this b*tch get booked, it’s an obituary
cause you tried to play me, i’m like, “f*ck i’ma do with this old lady?”
the steel, throwin’ bullets at 40; tom brady
so let’s get it clear
i’m not here to talk about different tiers
your resume or what you did different years
i’m more concerned about my flock and how to get it here
i swear, the poppy (papi) controllin’ me; britney spears
b*tch you losin’ ground, it’s time for this old b*tch to move around
cause yeah, ya pen elite but ya memory in the proving ground
and i’ma have you, all in yo’ ass
i stop 40 and cop 40 like, “i was down on my last”
i’m makin’ it blast then i’ma pull up in a mask
she got to chokin’ up cause all she saw was a big head, sh*t, she ain’t know if it was me or jaz
go b*tch
[round 1: 40 b.a.r.r.s.]
it seems like the same time every year the sh*t gets absurd
september comes and a b*tch tends to get this urge
annihilate and violate as i spit my words
they made k!llin’ y’all legal, b*tch this my purge
but in battle rap we talk sh*t, it’s not compliment*a*n*gga kind of industry
when they said you was holdin’ it down for the females i really didn’t feel differently
in fact, when smack said you was the face, sh*t i agreed instantly
i mean that was probably the case, at the time of mistaken identity
you not the one b*tch, that dumb sh*t had me steamin’
ready to leave you chest (chess) down, cakes up
on go, no stoppin’ this car like the breaks cut
face front, big d*ck in the grill now the face f*cked
with this win i’m lil’ kim, known for f*ckin’ a face up
this my sh*t, you don’t fit
you don’t sit at anywhere i eat at, believe that
i here to bring static over smack feedback, i mean that
dude say (dusse) you jack the crown it’s not logical
cause a couple shots of the brown, he’ll tell you anything is possible
i wanna talk to you
you heard i crack under pressure, right?
you best believe it to be facts
i mean he showed her love sayin’ she next, but you can’t feed into smack
he massaged your ego, we know these hoes don’t help the league get the racks
so it rubs her the wrong way how they always need a n*gga back
despite your claims my flow is progressive, at a maximum pace
they brought car’ here to catch wreck, this ain’t no accident case’
gats in her face, it’s not a game, sorry, you playin’ wit’ trouble b*tch
you’ll get hit with a dose (dos) of these hammers, that’s a couple clips
the right pieces will make it all come together, if you puzzled b*tch
cause see these (cds) will leave two rounds inside case’ like a double disc
who you f*ckin’ with?
you ain’t done enough to come here and demand clout
yeah, i went from chokin’ in sparring sessions to bringin’ most of the fans out
i took this battle on good will (goodwill) cause b*tch you needed a handout
what warrants callin’ case’ “outstandin'” she don’t even stand out
b*tch let me see your hands
tryin’ me, your g suspect, you’ll never go far
i mean yeah i took a rest (arrest), i guess that gave probable cause to approach car’
but so far geechi spit had us judging you so hard
cause jay there’s a reasonable doubt you make the blueprint for your bars
ghostwriting allegations all i hear when they discussin’ you
i mean your body count is disgusting too
ironic you let these n*ggas cuff the p*ssy but no one cuffin’ you
they f*ckin’ ‘you but they don’t f*ck witchu
no one should show this moron love
cause any n*gga catchin’ crack case’ like the war on drugs
plus it had me mad you straight blew 100k rappin’ that basic sh*t
but free my n*ggas b*tch, of course i cheered when the tourney got case’ dismissed
the f*ck?
police all through that scheme but on god i don’t f*ck with the 12 like judas
but this is like, s*x for the first time, i couldn’t wait for us to do this
so i came to bear arms, show my ass, i thought you knew this (nudist)
better pray once this piece (peace) at your temple like a buddhist
b*tch you not gon’ make it through this
and your moms, wherever she at, she gon’ get it too b*tch
both you hoes goin’ to heaven
i mean since she likes to attend y’all get it one by one like 11
i start shootin’ like ginóbili it get graphic like adobe
i’m up front and real blunt, won’t take long to get to know me (noimi)
i mean, that her name right? noimi?
i mean, y’all know me
of course that b*tch gettin’ a mention
i mean, you made her a target, this was about face gettin’ the attention
b*tch i’m militant minded, team 40 that’s my army
safe to say case’, for what i got in store make sure you end up in a box for my display case’
i’ma make sure it’s clear when i win
now see through like transparency
cause apparently my daughter feel like she a man, i’m a trans*parent, see?
is you hearin’ me? feelin’ me?
you f*ckin’ mutt i’ll f*ck you up
stick in ya mouth, it ain’t far fetched
b*tch get me ticked off you better flee (flea) my pet peeve is bar theft
arm stretched, long neck, y’all gon’ see this sh*t spark
you start growlin’ like twork and i’ma let this b*tch bark
the glock on her, you d*ck rider
i’ll c*ck on her, let it spray and let my let my lil’ n*ggas that pop warn her (warner)
on her bullsh*t, she drags everybody swag that ain’t how this game is played
but i mean, you don’t bring nothin’ new to this sh*t, i’ma fix that, a spades a spade
40 comes for pure blood, i’m a different breed
the way i write for n*ggas, jaz, i’m ’bout to dawg (dog) down cause this b*tch keep bitin’ n*ggas
barrs
[round 2: casey jay]
make it a massacre, cause she called me out
i wasn’t after her
pistol to her dome
now who the f*ck was sayin’ i ain’t someone of 40 caliber?
i should knock that sh*t outta her
y’all seen that movie, goodfellas?
when joe pesci beat that n*gga with the phone?
well i’ll do it to you proudly
i’ll put 40 on the jack like my n*gga in the county
i beat her to death
f*ck the heat and a vest
bl**dy scene i’m leavin’ a mess
the family is stressed
cause car’, chopped in pieces, remains too hard to collect
d*mn, you’d think at least a little of ‘lisa (lease) would be left
you selfish as sh*t
cause you was spittin’ bars chilla was helpin’ with
but as soon as he focused on himself he became champion
so how are you the best bet?
or even one of the best yet?
when jaz was on b.e.t. and hustle’s on funk flex?
o’, chilled with snoop and shooney’s on netflix
bonnie made it to wild ‘n out
all these tv looks, you never got a hot segment?
oh, the closest this teen mom was to mtv was bein’ 16 & pregnant
ya life’s a big mess
you not in the game, you on the bench pressed
now this is my castle, you gotta impress the empress
and we not family
b*tch i’m comin’ for f*ckin’ blood like incest
i’m drillin’ stuff
yeah i know car’ gassed but i don’t give a f*ck
i’ll put 40 on the pump too (two), fill it up
i’m ’bout to put you where i put my .40, that’s in the trunk
cause this b*tch his hype, you must not love ya life
cause it’s in jeopardy soon as i get me a knife
press my b*tton i’m actin’ sh*t, b*tch it’s trivia night
so are you sober tonight?
no? well okay, well that would be bright
40 we seen you perform on more snow than shaun white
i broke down car’, now we know that you used
they got me bringin’ substance to a b*tch who should be battlin’ her substance abuse
that’s enough powder, i’ll have car’ jammed between a .4 and .5, that’s rush hour
you said, not to bring up ya son
oh how you must’ve forgotten
how many f*ckin’ kids you brought up, b*tch you think you gettin’ that option?
so yeah, i’ma bring up ya seed, but blame yourself cause you the root of the problem
you made him a missing person?
b*tch i’m confused
cause that n*gga, looked as old as you
he had no phone, no clothes, no money
b*tch is he homeless too?
i know it’s true
cause you in them streets, i heard brag of that
but that just means you used to rats being around ya habitat
it’s also the same place you probably picked up the habit at
i’m mad at that
so we pullin’ up in sedans
with numbers that hit you up more than, “hi. i’m callin’ about your car warranty plan.”
i’m not here for friends so you better watch what you say fam’
or the sh*t’ll be mayhem
act bad like lebron and get ya sp*ce jammed
.38 rounded to 40, will i k!ll her? it’s a great chance
i’m about to spin on b.a.r.r.s. (bars), i used to take dance
nah b*tch, i don’t think you tough for sh*t
but as far as gossip and drama sh*t, you in love wit’ it
you act for show, you quick to flip
she jerry springer, she go from instigating to judging sh*t
be humble sis’
how many times have you fumbled sh*t?
i’m about to throw away b.a.r.r.s. (bars), you quick to crumble b*tch
so why, would she be someone that i idolize?
you brag about them views but none of them views is monetized
so i don’t give a f*ck
she gon’ say i ain’t did enough
i’d rather have no views than a million views of me chokin’ and givin’ up
your price declining, mine on the rise, i’m papered up
b*tches swear they have the tougher skin, ’til they get a paper cut
i’m not the one
b*tch i will give you a halo, i won’t let you get an inch
you can’t measure up to this draco, i’m the ruler, i’m ’bout to take car’ back
b*tch i’m petty as quavo
so f*ck whoever sayin’, that this choke artist better
cause we’d like to know how you smoke the best weed but always fold under pressure
you not clutch
b*tch you a f*ckin’ disgrace
f*ck all these dumb ass points these hoes tryin’ to make
the f*ck i need a slogan fo’ if they know me by “the face”
rap b*tch
[round 2: 40 b.a.r.r.s.]
round 2, i knew she was gonna do that
sayin’ the same sh*t everybody else does
it’s okay cause i know this b*tch
cause all them angles is outta place
everybody on this card bored (cardboard) with the homeless sh*t
i mean, “i lost to jaz twice, i’m that nice, the gat’s right*”
i predicted some sh*t you’ll say
but even with them double l’s by name i’ma living legend, i’m still cool j(ay)
we talkin’ double like two j
inclusion better say you cause i’ll get crucial like the crucible and discredit jay too (j2)
you lost to coffee and geechi b*tch but these fans they like to baby you
if that was me, i would’ve ran through them c’s (seas) like the navy do
who the f*ck you think afraid of you?
i swear to god you not equipped to fight
y’all swear this b*tch so super man (superman), yeah ’til she see a crip tonight (kryptonite)
b*tch i’m nice, you here to see the god
why would i envy a non*threat?
at um3 see you bombed when it counted, see that’s the wrong flex
yes you dropped the bag and you got mad cause as a woman i didn’t play your side
when you couldn’t sway the judges for the win, but what’s the shade for five? (shade45)
i’d have that thing blowin’ like a desert storm, you won’t get a clue when that .8 spray
i move like it’s a great day
straight stuntin’ while k(ay) slay
they say i be gettin’ sh*t all f*cked up, right? and gettin’ my lines stuck
that’s cool but, the way she take it there, why do you prepare
you too should be f*ckin’ rhymes up
i mean, her initial approach should’ve been for you to take it to another level
robin rhymes, that’s double r like rolls royce
i would’ve pulled up in her hood with the metal
train, plane, i would’ve took the bus down, no bezzle
f*ck bein’ civil, whatever the case’ is b*tch it’s gettin’ settled
but i f*ck with robin too
right? even though this pigeon told lies about her
f*ck what you say
i mean bird, you’ve been known to suck a battle c*ck or two (c*ckatoo), tell ’em who you blew (blue) jay
i mean who say you really belong here like you earn that spot
y’all got the queen mad cause none of y’all know who’s behind the face like the scream mask
i mean, you f*cked a few see, qp, chess, hemi
these are vague memories i’m recollectin’
aye (a) and b hit the b*tch too like a d*mn domestic
what i’m expressin’ is you f*ckin’ beasley b*tch so i don’t give a f*ck what smack said
you ain’t the face cause you out here givin’ neck to get ahead (a head)
you tryin’ to muscle your way in by bonin’ n*ggas?
the nerve of her and that to me (anatomy) is the reason i’ma f*ckin’ murder her
“and that to me” is anatomy, in other words bodied b*tch
you’ll get hit for tryin’ to shine off the box like roddy rich
b*tch pick another profession, there ain’t no growth here
when we gonna see case’ stoppin’?
i mean, they know this pro active (proactive) with the hoes
only a pimple get “the face” poppin’
but if chico cut the check
smack face get the respect
beasley, he decide if you gon’ ever get another text
so it’s no surprise when she slide
that n*gga beas’ gets the ass
man, i thought this hoe was moses the way c (sea) split for the staff
this sh*t is sad
no integrity for the sport it’s absurd
man, this cat’ll (cattle) tell you the best bullsh*t you ever heard (herd)
but the treat her like an animal, i know it’s k!llin’ you inside
why you be lying (lion) with everybody, what happened to your pride?
i ain’t gon’ beat a dead horse though
cause sh*t happens we all make decisions
but mark my words, watch a thot (thought) get stole like plagiarism
my aim is different
i’m tryin’ to ration out this gas like a broke beginner
cause i will roll up with a lil’ somethin’ that get loud that’s how you smoke a penner
i’m focused n*gga
we all know when that happens the goats the winner
in the end (indian), i get artistic with this ink like a stroke of henna
but yo she (yoshi) thought this wasn’t gonna be a quick wash
it’s a bird bath
i mean normally you ask your team to support you and them hoes curved that
surprised this b*tch is here
i mean, they helped me memorize my bars, we sparred cause my nerves bad
vs. hustle, she got in tune with my anxiety, i relaxed once i heard jaz(z)
but you a bardashian too, right?
so what? whoopi, whoopi, look like a whole lot of fun
cause the way your sister’s act to you b*tch, i’d rather have none (nun)
b*tch you dumb
both them hoes is p*ssy
they chose you, it was a great selection
i mean, neither one of them can fight, i guess they put case’ on for protection
ain’t no question if i’m worried about you b*tch, i’ll keep it real
with this steel i will f*ckin’ flip case’ like appeals
how it feels in this ring? i’m macho man
hulk hogan said you gon’ end me with a round and don’t even got a slogan
hoe you been rappin’ for mad years
without a rise in ya stock
it’s no surprise on caffeine the only time you gettin’ props
stop actin’ like your grind matches mine
no one give a d*mn
there’s already a star in the circle b*tch, i’m the pentagram
no platinum battles, no real accolades, but you “the face”? i don’t wanna hear it though
eight years with this career? that’s a worse case’ scenario
b.a.r.r.s. b*tch

[round 3: casey jay]
the same fake angles…i’m f*ckin’ the owners
where the f*ck do y’all be gettin’ this stuff?
cause i’ve had enough
b*tch f*ck a main event
i’ll have ya headlined
baow, i’m a b*tch who like to open sh*t up
it was hurtin’ my pride
cause my last time in cali, doctors said i should not be alive
i was prayin’ to god
like, “please have some sp*ce up there for me.”
had two blood transfusions, and that change up the story
it was, “f*ck a battle”, i wasn’t tryin’ to make it to 40
i was prayin’ to god that he would let me make it to 40
so duck who?
cause i couldn’t wait to fold her tonight
i’ma show you how to carry yourself 40, like you not holdin’ it right
it’s over
you ’bout to be salty ’bout this loss, but keep it kosher
it’s been a year, since you been here and sh*t done changed
i kicked it off and passed 40, i’m in field goal range
still i’m the underdog, even though i’m always consistent
and person, you not an animal so it’s crazy how the mask got you winnin’
i’m not supposed to be whippin’ car’, my license suspended
she always be b*tchin’
of bein’ arrogant ’til it’s a round wit’ a wide nose on her, look like a pregnant b*tch
i’m settled in
when i’m done with b.a.r.r.s. i need my welcome home party
cause this an alien abduction
even with a light round, i’ma still leave with a body
the show is mine
they punch more than 40, they jump in, i’ma punch more than 40 like i need overtime
bullets take flight, hit ya front here (frontier) or ya spine
exit wound got through clear and skipped the line
you sloppy hoe
you f*ck wit’ n*ggas and b*tches and want us to pay it no mind
like how you f*cked daylyt (daylight) but never became his sunshine
and she talkin’ ’bout “i f*cked the owners” well sh*t, at least them n*ggas write checks
they don’t write imaginary gun lines
it ain’t cool
all them fake angles it ain’t true
so from now on it’s “f*ck these n*ggas” i’m j2
cause you are in the views, talkin’ outta line
tryin’ to discredit grind
now i’m a dj with dreams and nightmares
i get to spinnin’, i’ma turn this b*tch up and play you every time
cause you tried to belittle me, now i’m about to get off on b.a.r.r.s. (bars), granted clemency
b*tch, you choke all the f*ckin’ time
i mean, you be lookin’ sadder and sadder
i guess it’s that coke problem
cause to you, whether you win or not don’t matter
i’d have thought, you’d be closin’ that chapter
but it’s the strong relationship between her and ‘cane, and now you literally a natural disaster
b*tch i’m full of laughter, cause you f*ck with hart but she don’t f*ck witchu
them lines not too blurry
summer impact, she threw you under the bus
that b*tch got a gun charge, you ever ask why she ain’t carry you, .40?
she came back with hustle and tried to k!ll you
y’all friends again but that sh*t’s corny
you gotta use ya head cause followin’ hart (heart) could f*ck up ya journey
how many times she talk down on you?
b*tch you lecture her, speak freely
f*ck tryin’ to make amends, i would’ve let the piece treat e (peace treaty)
i’m that b*tch, and viixen still on the undercard
cause yeah, she rap good, but i’m the one with bars
so y’all can set it up cause it’ll be a smooth k!ll
and she runnin’, how y’all think she ended up with that shoe (shoo’) deal?
tool peel, and i hit more of ya mans
we get points every time we spin (spend), this a rewards program
k!ll her, won’t lose sleep
have three point five (3.5) at 40, who need weed?
but didn’t you, try to fight chess and rum over weed b*tch?
causin’ a big hassle
and that popeye’s sh*t, them subjects i won’t tackle
cause i’m a queen, if it’s beef, it’s gon’ be behind a white castle
so f*ck a debate, this ain’t up for negotiation
we seen car’ get wrecked now she tryin’ to salvage her reputation
but that’s the difference between you and i
you used to be that b*tch but that was then
and if you can’t get the torch lit, b*tch, pass it then
choke, stumble, choke, stumble i wouldn’t do that to fans
i be on a mission, nice precision and attack the plan
but that’s the difference between a real b*tch and a b*tch who use
“real” in her acronyms
rap

[round 3: 40 b.a.r.r.s.]
casey
this battle really is your 15 minutes of fame
aye, and i sure got me a heavybag
i mean, in my expert opinion, you got no bars, i’m only here to drop knowledge, do the math
before i let jay black (jayblac) on me, watch ya tone bro
i let it go, bullets everywhere, get respirators, y’all gon’ really see c’ (cece) on air
i dare you to be direct (drect) with ya disrespect
i restore order, i ain’t havin’ that
these big guns will pipe her boy (piperboy), nah, let’s just talk battle rap
i’ve been gettin’ money here for years while this b*tch sat and watched me
that’s how you case’ the place, no originality
so when you black it don’t matter, you a waste of sp*ce
the fact you try to mirror my image, that alone should bring case’ disgrace
so a deep look at who you really are is gon’ be a reflection of this face to face
b*tch you see me on camera, for years my star power been imperative
these kanon’s helped my image to develop, but for you that’s been a negative
watch in a flash i will shut her (shutter) down exactly how i plan it
start snappin’ all around this b*tch, get panoramic
when they picture a name for this, i won’t lie couldn’t stand it
cause we all know you wasn’t ready for this shot, let’s be candid
you never posed a threat before b*tch, now cl!ck boom ya life’s gone
all for thinkin’ you could go pro (gopro) vs. an icon (ikon)
ironic, i’m the homeless one, but with the goat you got no place
you (h)all of fame what you deserve but you don’t got nothin’ to showcase
oh you don’t know? let me show case’
you didn’t main event until i showed case’
b*tch, the queens the only reason on caffeine you got a show case’
i was handpicked to trailblaze
the first female they should promo
if weed like to know, didn’t blow you other hoes would be a no go
you even used team 40 for ya logos
this b*tch tries stay in her bag bigger and wala that ain’t so hoe (soho)
yo, i know you wanna be the queen aye see (ac), you gotta learn a couple rules
you gotta put in time with your fans and out in public keep it cool
when your peers start to blow turn ’em up in they position
this comin’ from the hottest in battle rap, i’m makin’ sure my air (heir) conditioned
compare the difference? i show love that you b*tches wouldn’t dare do
like prepare you, how to make the f*ckin’ cut like hair school
you keep it cool at the bottom, and be humble you’ll go a long way
cause at the top they all show they true colors like hombre
y’all say i exhibit (xzibit) that exquisite sh*t i came here and ate dawg (nate dogg) for the fame
couple of my rounds was too short helped corrupt (kurupt) my legacy quick in this game
but tonight i change
it don’t matter, right or fight, you can expect the best
cause either way, b*tch these hands gettin’ the w like i rep the west
respect the vet’
bein’ queen ain’t as easy as it look case’
i mean, everybody wants my title i got ’em all reachin’ for it once i’m booked case’
look case’, i put myself, you know what that sh*t mean?
i had to put myself on like low self*esteem
i mean, bein’ queen is hard work
you ain’t gotta tell the truth case’
you ain’t ready to carry on all this baggage unless it’s suit case’ (suitcase)
the proof case? is your kind and the top tiers is not compatible
i mean i heard its insurgence, you birds f*ckin’ up the capital (capitol)
the fact you think you’ll win this race is um, a little type stupid
make me wanna spray hoes (hose) like the civil rights movement
i’m talkin’ give it right to ’em
first thing like salutations, all you b*tches gettin’ capped
next thing you movin’ on like graduation
“the face” is mad that she don’t get respect from the vets
that’s the real story behind shorty’s beef
as far as the grill she wants the old ones on the bottom and the new ones on the top like nore t**th
peep how i been here for years b*tch
i’ve been on my job, i’ve been made, n*ggas know that’s the precise decision
i’ve been here for years, respect my tenure, you’re not in the right position
b.a.r.r.s. b*tch

- urltv lyrics

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