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Nah(Beat By Robert Tar)

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Beat By: Robert Tar *SYLA* Lyrics: Hakuna-Matata My dude, Iā€™m an out of it nodder Bin laden spit, Dropping a bomb Nd shit, Slob on my knob or get Blown to bits Nd kibbles, for them pit bulls type of villain when filling that booth, Shit be lit like a duece, I Brown paper bagged, then left on a stoop, Cruising fifty fifth ave Nd rapping over used, Drum tracks like my whip is a venue(Avenue) Wit stay lit as that witch tit, (Salem) One commonly known to be pissed with, (hateā€™em) But imma stay antagonistic, When I spit till I drop or get too old to lift Bics, Sides at least I ainā€™t trying so hard to blow, That I suck seed As an emcee, Like most up in this circuit who envy, Nd reinventing they self, just to succeed, Imma steady be me, Mr. Nes_E yes he readily be, Stabbing at pads like I stabbed atcha ex, No hatchet, no axe, I meant with my meat, But better save that, for the next track, Imma beatnik, To ya damn camp, Nick a beat quick, Like a flash in the pan, then I beat, verbally stomp Nd thief fans, Got peeps like a glance, Cause They donā€™t usually last but my family band together with bonds that wonā€™t wither whatever the weather man, that shit donā€™t let up been Fooled by a get up yet, Being let down only pushed me to get up been, Fed so much shit that Iā€™m fed up, yeah Fuck an ex, and a friend, yā€™all donā€™t get love, Yā€™all get half of that deuce chucked, Nd thatā€™s that birdie no put put, Nd that you could sit Nd spin, thout no lubricant, like a buttplug, on But since Iā€™m off them getting to me, Itā€™s fuck it I got no more enemies, But itā€™s kill or be killed in this industry so Iā€™ll either clap after ya set, Or clap right back then leave, (Fiftyone fifty cal spit, Snakes up in my shit, finna mow my lawn, Really yā€™all ainā€™t about shit, When Iā€™m on my shit, better run that crown, Up in my zone, yā€™all got that sound that I loath, Oh, Yā€™all can and canā€™t Fuck with the flow, cause canā€™t none of yā€™all fucking flow, nah) Hip hop finna get a pop to the jaw toppingā€™em all ā€˜fore I get to toppling dawgs, Raw with the baba but they going Betty bye bye when I drop bars, Better be on Fetty wap, Permanent wink, If ya napping on me don, With a legion of predominantly dumb teens on bust a piece ā€˜fore a decent piece, Sun heat dawned on a filament, ill and a villain, Iā€™m a beast Just Check the nom de plum, Hocking a flow darker then babaDook, Spit like a barber do, Shit up in my medulla Could decapitate a Terminator, Like a dueler Rhymes innovative renovator, Mike Shinoda, Might skin a hater wit a tang a Mike Caruba, Likable humor with two cents like dabloons Ya mic buffoons are softer then some Marmaduke, Iā€™m bouta go like (Haduken) When I write, my muse got a bruise him abusing that use in amusement like huffing fumes in a pt cruiser, Peavey Groove Nd spittin E.T. Lewd when Iā€™m a knee deep type a guy, donā€™t mind losing, Thief me Mike n Ikeā€™s while yā€™all looting, That Meep Meep, type of fly define too sick, A flu ridden dude wit a little bit of youth left, So my aims to go terminal, Raping a third of the beat till Iā€™m turning her to a was once normal now so unnerving swerving the whip with a fifth in her liver an eighth in her lungs and a base in her sniffer too, Then Peter piping this flirty floozie wit a dirty movie in the background crude, Then I crack pipe, anal in a damp back room Like Woo! (Hook) #SYLA #FeatureDissDick fuck @moderator_en #DontAtMeBruh #OnMyShit @rapfamebest #2K20 #BMgrind #Rap #Bars #BmHipHop #RapFame #5150CalSpit #BettaRunDaCrown #BRDC #NahPt2 @moder_judge_en #FeaturedMaterial

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