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icey-p – flawed [remix of taste] كلمات اغاني

snapping on the beat
motherf_cker feel the heat
put the tape on repeat
slam it like its concrete
no one in the rap game can compete
i’m running the hundred meter while you waddling, call you happy feet
make that p_ssy wet call me poseidon
push you down the stairs call you joe biden
do anything you say yeah give me the word simon
rappers with the mumble sh_t got b_tches d_ck riding
tryna make it through this p_ssy generation
b_tches sending guys to jail for false rape accusations
got us all divided from left to right
republicans to liberals, its modern segregation
this sh_ts a f_ckin class so y’all better take some notes
i’m already at the tippy top, yeah i know i’m the g. o a. t
b_tch i’m the iceberg so y’all better stay afloat
you can call me kermit got a frog in her throat (yeah)
lookin at your bars your sh_t is not acceptable
b_tches wanna beef like they h0m_s_xuals
i’m constantly spitting fire yeah this sh_t is perpetual
my bars will cut you deep yeah you know my sh_ts effectual
bars are so hot they make everything evaporate
sh_ts so punchline heavy that i can’t even elaborate
did a twenty track tape with no one to collaborate
got that sh_t online like your using a chatterbait/chaturbate
got the gun c_cked with the hollister on my jeans
a fifteen year old spitting flames it’s as crazy as it seems
got lincoln’s finest we the greatest motherf_cking team
i’m never stopping rap, so i’m going to the extreme
i’m staying where i am y’all better go now
all these motherf_ckers tryna take my flows now
all these soundcloud rappers thinking they can make dough now
well guess what motherf_cker i just stole the show now
started this all two years ago today
then i had to quit but you better know i’m gonna stay
i’m always gonna put this sh_t up for display
motherf_cker this is my way
and this is what i got to say
makin the whole world shake
from the east to the west
where the music is the best
saying everything that needs to be off my chest
mumble rappers milking songs like they are br__sts
makin all these b_tches pressed
call me a bubble ’cause i been popping off
call this sh_t a nuke with the bars i been dropping of
get down with the bars yeah call that sh_t a trough
sh_t will get you drunk you gonna have to smirn(it)off
call this tape a cup ’cause i’m going solo
going stupid on the beat but no polo
smooth with the bars you can call me a yo_yo
nah, you can call me a motherf_cking flow_yo
studios on fire it’s a burning sensation
listen to me your guilty by association
sit around the campfire with the concentration
i’m going undetected with no investigation
switching up the flows you can call me a rubik’s cube
bars leaking out like a girl’s set of nudes
bars be flowing like a liquid put that sh_t through a tube
it’s the end of the line so motherf_cker choose
better watch what you say its gonna hit you like recoil
sh_ts overdue god d_mn that sh_t is spoiled
i spit out flames and cause arson with some oil
when lincoln’s finest in the booth you know we got the toil
bars are so sharp they penetrate further than a hook on the bass
hold steel so i can shoot you with the brass
show me your bars god d_mn that sh_t is ass
b_tches envy me make their careers shatter like glass
in the lyrical division you know i excel
someone get my ass on xxl
i go ham on the beat like b_tch can’t you tell
i’m never stopping this sh_t so i been raisin h_ll
stealing my bars yeah that sh_ts fraud
pushing out all the waves like a rod
i never run out of bars motherf_cker i’m a god
everything about the rap game is just flawed
getting through the game with no obstacles
spitting dirty ass flows anything’s possible
none of this sh_ts an illusion ain’t no optical
she sucking on my sh_t like its a popsicle
stealing your spot motherf_cker get replaced
snap you out of this sh_t you getting erased
you know with this sh_t i’m winning the race
stopping this sh_t here you know world wide they gon’ get a taste

- icey p

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