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lirik lagu sovereign bar – carlos rolón

[intro skit: carlos & ma]
h*llo?
instead of hanging out in the [oh sh*t] streets with your f*cking bum ass friends [ma] all f*cking night [ma} doing god knows only what [we’re not doing nothing]. wasting your time on motherf*cking raps [we’re not]. you ain’t going nowhere n*gga [ma]. get your f*cking self a f*cking job [we’re hustling]. come home [we’re hustlers] clean your motherf*cking room [it is] and put that f*cking rap sh*t game to an end [ma] because you ain’t going to be no f*cking worldstar [ma] n*gga… *burp*… *sigh*

[verse 1]
i’m not your a b c rapper aye look at me rapper
i’mma snap a head off clean ass rapper
along i came i hate the word rapper i’ma sink my t**th in a wannabe knee slapper
nevеr been jealous i’ma honoree master head honcho with colossal staturе
i’m from the heights you will never see
more bricks broken by a caterpillar pillared i’ll be evergreen
f*ck a motherf*cker sh*t i’ll make a human centipede double dare me see me hyperbolize hyperbole
you ain’t ever squeeze a lemon*like a sense of urgency two quarters in my pocket got many men observing me
i’m the type of guy that’s gonna hit it out the ballpark gonna get it gonna have gorillas like an aardvark
dark out armadillo rolling like a dropout shotgun your right hand be the man till the cops come
i’ma get ’em shakin’ like a ball joint tear their mandible from their jaw joint done with a ballpoint
messy bic led highlights overheads, call it eiffel tower over bodies i might know
i can play it off so casual like i ain’t ever wrote a bar to surpass a goal
i got that rhythmic, carpal tunnel wrist sh*t, pen on a paper sl!ck sh*t [get it?}
quick*witted admit it your squad sh*tted on you when you spit it like me so just quit it
a vendetta i bring, i swinge heavy, i zing you’re confetti, you pop like nun’s cherry
you run unsteady yell no i’m not ready i said *shhh* before i *ch ch ch* chop a neck machete

[verse 2]
peace and quiet i need a cheap environment i got violins setting a tone for violence
my world my rules i can’t afford to lose checkmate why hate you can’t be in shoes
you can’t fill well i feel you’ll say i can’t i will shield yourself from arms and hammers baking so distill
high degree heat remove the fakes from real, and i still let in the snakes call it a happy meal. (laugh)
i gotta pamper information and baby steel cause when boundaries are crossed bananas peel
because of my opinion and the way i feel i face a bad draw but took that deal
my knees ain’t buckle i don’t break a sweat if paris hit achilles heel then i’m at your neck
one sec let me check if i’m livestock don’t invest in a beast you can’t hide talk
[verse 3]
i put my money on me n0body can match it i’m never ever, ever on that bury the hatchet
if we got bad blood you gotta respect it i found my peace and i’m gonna protect it
i’m on a different time and i wanna perfect it i’ll do you one better and check off my checklist
check this i’ve been sitting back for a while this rappidy rap sh*t got me slowing down
to project my project a new style new sound new goals off ground i’m coming for everything they said i couldn’t have them bad b*tches you call i could’ve had
but i ain’t tryna hear nothing bouta date night i rather lay up with ideas that’ll take flight *whistle*
cause money buys, money talks, money takes right? i got time i got mine and my sh*ts tight (laugh)

outro: [ai voice] if you motherf*cking dummies think you can do better. then check out my channel for the instrumental you d*mn c*ckroaches

- carlos rolon

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