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lirik lagu paid in full (freestyle attempt) – bitsa-boy

i tear off your limbs then i gut you like a fish
while you scream my name out, stop mr devilish
as i said i practiced rapping in my own room
so if you ask me when i’ll release an ep i’ll say quite soon
not released heat in a while since my minute and half freestyle
it’s the double b style, dighomi g style, shoot out your tes*ticals
pour out a bit of wine it’s my time to shine
tryna get into the game but your card decline
there’s a need for alarm when i’m in your area
cuz i start a fight and k!ll like a barbarian
like malaria, i spread sh*t on the mic
i tell you our differences, we are really not alike
i bust rhymes, you bust nuts to p*rnstars
you jerk off to stangers while i smoke people like cuban cigars
if you ask me, f*ck the thug impersonators
playa haters get no love, they get a fat slug and, they be buggin
tryna play me for something
i make em start running cuz i don’t want nothing, if i’m ill i start fronting
cuz im vicious, a soul of mischief, dicing b*tches
what i’ll break over their heads are a few dishes
eating up beats that i find quite delicious
and scratch my b*lls with the mic cuz my d*ck itches
i’m better than you think i am, give rappers a run for their money
cuz i’ll slap their t**th out if they look funny
i’ll be gunnin for their asses but they can’t outrun me
this a rap beat so i hip hop around like a bunny
funny how you lip sync, cuz yo sh*t stink, a human blink blink and wink wink, with me my clique cl!ck, thinking of drinking an alcoholic beverage and drinking’s in my blood cuz georgian is my heritage
and even if you’re able to best me i was going easy on ya
and if you wanna have nap with me i’ll telephone ya
i’m a soldier of rap, you can call me a rhyme fighta
k!lling line biters, cuz i bite back like tigers
lighters out for the peeps that tried reciting
but i don’t accept people infected with hype nitis
i got you separated like a nation division
due to my rap having force like a planet collision
elite poetism and lyricism got me going through trial and error
frighten and terror ain’t n0body better
than the big bitsa
machismo like razor, the cum blazer
terror bringer, the dope bottomed rap singer
i don’t stay lawful, i run with mr awful
mr evil, i think i need a breather
if you think you can best me, you must be smoking reefer
the doja, jamaican grass, cannabis, sateeva
when i catch you in the streets i’l blow you to pieces
so you better get on your knees and pray to jesus
with this procedure
i’ll put a battle rapper into anasthesia
choke him out an leave him in a seizure
yeah sure, kick in the door waving the 44
all that was heard was big bitsa don’t hurt me no more
everybody bleeds so i left you dead on the floor
left your family bloodline extinct like a dinosaur
tyrannosaurus rex, dreams of smoking sess
s*x on the lex express
at best i’ll leave you unconscious
and smack you for talking sh*t and nonsense

- bitsa boy

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