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lirik lagu hardcore – brooklyn academy

verse 1:
i keep a tight griddle while i make the mic sizzle
fight like a pit bull one bite and you’ll be crippled
your d-ck is light and little while my pr-ck is like triple-
weight and height of a missile, you’ll be like “can i fiddle?”

you’re soft like your wife’s nipple. we bone when she’s lonely
the trick got gold t–th that turn white when she blows me
you could do two raps, i’ll sit there and won’t speak
i’ll do that to no beat and still win the trophy

rhyme ten times each word that you throw me
not you only- i’ll battle you and your homies
i’m more than sick worse than a horror fl1ck
charged with aggravated -ssault with an enormous d-ck

and now it’s definite so i’ma start reppin it
i get so much head i might be the next president
if you’re a father that has a pregnant daughter
i’ma slide it in so far that i’ma pop that b-tch’s water

dis me- i’ll twist it up and send the joke back
and f-ck you up worse than the pictures on the smoke pack
16 bars and i ain’t even done yet
you’ll see the bulge in my pants and think that it’s a gun threat

i see through y’all, it’s weird im like two b-lls
i don’t wear the rubber cuz they make the sh-t too small
i hate rap. i just make cracks and say cr-p
i’m so ghetto that i put my demo up on 8-track

i send this out to every girl that i dated
my bl-wj-bs still better than y’all when the sh-ts deflated
i shoot up so much i’m f-ckin bustin veins
ain’t nothin changed next up its just the same

verse 2:
i’m the scribble logic architect i sit and swill the wine
and build a rhyme with the ill design to thrill your mind [bleh!]
ink spills to grind and stains the page
turnin pain to rage now the sk!lls are primed i work in dangerous ways [yeea!]

my brain is crazed, crazy in the brain you love it
actin strange in public, lookin all deranged and rugged
broke as f-ck i can’t maintain the budget
can’t think of nothin else to say? change the subject

fallin off point because my verse has no punch line
it isn’t hard to see me blackin out sometimes [bleh!]
comin with the crooked style you might find absurd
cuz i’m not even writin songs i’m just rhymin words

you see me drop the deadly sk!ll and explode to get you feelin the flow
takin rap to where these other motherf-ckers really ain’t willing to go
i whip my f-ckin d-ck out
stealin the show [bleh!]

so if you think you got a bigger nutsac? prove it
thinkin you could spit a better rap? do it
go ahead get up on the mic and act stupid
first let me warn ya- i just might counteract and lose it

motherf-ckers step back too quick
i’ll break your -ss in half the same way i snap a tooth pick
get a microphone thrown at you
with the speed to leave a cheetah seemin like a stone statue

the microphone’ll strike your dome, crack and split your skull
wanna talk sh-t to me? step back and l1ck the b-lls
cats are quick to fall, tellin me i’m pretty f-ckin fly for a white guy?
yeah, pretty typical

yo it’s pretty f-ckin funny b-tch
tell the meat and hit the skids
i’ll f-ckin hit you like a ton of bricks

i come explicit, you don’t want none of this sh-t
stole the show and now i’m runnin with it

- brooklyn academy

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