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lirik lagu ya don’t say (we all luv u) – mc paul barman

i keep my eyebrows higher than ronald mcdonald’s
to imply now to hoodlums need no problems nor dramas
if you got eyebrows downturned that look like a v
why now you look like you’re new to brooklyn to me
ya don’t say
okay, but your face speaks volumes
your crossed arms put up walls, while my love crosses ballrooms
my rhymes are expert level
and next work’s to get better as a less hurt rebel
i’ll tell you what i’m not done talking about
all the unsaid sh*t
there’s a shocking amount
i bring light to insight while rocking the haus
don’t talk to me bout the ‘network effect’
never respected peer pressure, we’re better but they’re clever as heck
most men who say ‘i love you’ to friends
feel compelled to add ‘bro’ to the end
i asked my son how come you add bruv
he said because i love you means you in luv
the first time someone said “say less”
i said “no thanks”, i talk the way best
ya dont say
i throw down in a stone cave
go ‘way
i rip shop on a slow day
ya dont say
rappers don’t know their own power
coño i devour the mic like it’s bone powder
i ask my subconscious to do it
and then i totally trust it
did you say “i love you” before you left or hung up?
give yourself the same love you’d gift a young pup
i love you should be said so many times
that when you say it, your kids roll their eyes
umami i like it raw, sweet sour bitter and salty
let’s say i love you ‘til its impact is paltry
giddy yap
make titties clap all over city map
life’s too short to listen to sh*tty rap
these jeans didn’t used to be jeggings
but i’m proud that they’re on, and i’m ready for s*xflings
radical love is an act of rebellion
you love ‘em you tell ‘em!
you love ‘em you tell ‘em!
we engage in telekinesis
don’t yell at a g*nius unless you wanna high five your forehead with an elephant p*n*s
incredible hulk’s indelible bulk comes upon me when i smella bullsh*t
but when it’s over i sulk
do you just spit bars all day?, i wish
rhyming is my first language
to traverse this cursed hang bridge
one minute off the mic is pure anguish
each time i read a young man’s obit i’d hoped it instead about end of covid
i got thick skin like abraham lincoln, but once a d*mn label sinks in, i’m a babyman drinking
i got high tolerance for a d*ckering dame
girl that squirrel’s undulating tail look like a fl!ckerin’ flame
hot aunts want to grab my dad abs
they’re flat as taxis and stacked like the grateful dead’s fat cabs
when i did jumping jacks the whole house shook
the whole house and screamed at me: ‘stop!’
also, i had a vision of an exclusive seven inch coming with an exclusive item at your shop
do it in the bas*m*nt or near a support beam
how do i figure that out? by tracing a floor seam?
do it by a door frame or by an outside wall
will do, thank you, soon to be less round wide small
i got more necks than i can skip stones
if they were stairs then i would drip down
i’m looking for a place to grip bone like a (?)
but there’s so much flab, i slip groan
sunk cost once lost can still be left behind, young boss
we. all. love. you
we. all. love. you

we. all. love. you
we. all. love. you

- mc paul barman

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