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d1c3 - the show كلمات أغنية

you test my hand, i won’t hold it
i’m acing you f_ckers, ducking and foldin’
no bluffin’, the d is comin’
like diddy with a box of trojans
showin’ your ass, explode on the microphone
y’all get owned, and before you know it
the throne is my own, and i just reloaded
dusted, you rappers slowin’
y’all time is just for the moment
’cause soon you’ll be doing what sean and kelly do—
blow it
and i ain’t making fun of machine gun because he’s gay, it’s—
i just think it’s funny ’cause he can never just say it!

got them all shook, the game on a large hook
keep targeting clowns, look at the lives that these bombs took

say my namе, i appear with the flame
and watch who thеse bars cook
end careers with a banger then hit your ears like i’m tom crooks

i’m tired of seeing these sh_tty rappers
act like they got sk!ll to stand on, when they’re wack
occupying ground, they never should lay camp on
tired of you fools with a platform to hum and drool
so i’ma just close my eyes
and attack whoever i land on
this sh_t’s impartial, got every bar in the _rs_nal
and still, i would rather beat david portnoy down with a barstool
f_cking punk—stay out of li, b_tch
before i show the world your ranking up on jeffrey’s list
this motherf_cker talking sh_t about our businesses, like his is swift
go eat a bag of diddlers’ d_ck
i guess it’s funny, he spent money for the s_x he gets
and he done ran through women, so what will the next be—kids?

b_tch i bomb back, you f_ckers don’t want that
i wanted y’all gone, but now i’m reaching beyond that
i used to run circles around you, now they’re all hard laps

i’m lyrically k!lling, you f_ckers thought it’s a long nap

if you thought i’m a nice guy—you’re ’bout to get let down
this sh_t is a battlefield, it’s best that you step down
my weapon is filled up, i’m on to the next round
helene on your whole state—so get up and get drowned

and it doesn’t stop till i quit
choose a new target to hit
cause i got bars like diddy got rubber d_cks in his crib
got bars like diddy got bottles of baby oil and bondage
hidden cameras and underage singers that he took—
(shhhh)

bars like his list of charges, names he’s about to spill
of the rapists and who they raped, and the people that he had—

(haha)

more bars than the checks he wrote for the people hired to shoot
more bars than dresses he bought mgk to wear in the booth
more bars than punches to cassie—money she’s gonna get
more bars than sh_ts amber heard took and planted in johnny’s bed
more bars than times ice spice was asked to rap off the head
but she knew she couldn’t, so started twerking instead

more than the trophies i stack, the people that called me wack
then blowed me over and over to prove it wasn’t a fact
the list of artists these platforms post, sucking their friends
let’s see how long it takes for the source to crown me again

ain’t a godd_mn mammal as animal as the cannibal
hannibal on the track, eat your adam’s apple like danimals
rattle these b_tches trippin’, send cannonb_lls at these rappers
mechanical how it’s effortless, laughable how you’re maddened
infallible, i’m impassable, flammable with the writtens
and i hold you f_cks accountable when your position in this isn’t sh_t
sick the industry and every b_tch that’s in
and if you’re b_tchin’, b_tch, you’re gettin’ hit with every b_tch you’re with
y’all are v_g_n_l, my mandibles are aiming for your neck—leave it slit
hit my kitchen? y’all ain’t ever leaving it
y’all ain’t sh_t, you and every single f_cking clown that lives
should’ve told your mom to swallow so you couldn’t ever spit
burn the circus, my tank is fully loaded yet again
and it’s aiming for every single one that i’m against
i’m a menace, get protected, there’s no time for getting bent
say amen—this is just the warm beginning to the end

so sit down and sit back, welcome to the show
there’s only a few rules, i think you should all know
the exits are all locked, we offer no refunds
the bullets are fresh—we use the finest, no re_runs
so please be a great guest, ’cause this is your last stop
this sh_t is to die for—all the way to the last drop
if the show gets too intense, the fire gets too hot
just shut up and hold on
don’t worry, just hold on

- d1c3

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