Correction Lyrics Bar Test 2.0 by XXXKNOWAH THE SLUMP GOD

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I've got to talk about it
I gotta tell you what I feel
I gotta talk about my life man, now I've seen yo yo alright
I gotta really come with it (Biggie)
Whollyhead had dropped some nice stuff man (Biggie)
You know, I guess it's only right if I come back
With some nice stuff, right? (Biggie)
Ah, shoutout to Biggie
You know I guess I'mma be knocking
Down in this whole rap thing (Biggie)
Gotta close behind me while I go
Alright
Uh

Little n***a with the bucket hat
All black on occasion wearing snap back
Laptop in the backpack
Wi-Fi had that
I rip the bucket tears
Go on Instagram and hashtag
See? I'm a problem
And I'm dropping sh*t off
And you better preserve precaution
And quit with the sh*t you talkin'
This is a bar tеst to just test my bars, yes
I'm recklеss enough to crash my car into a Target
People keep forgetting that I'm setting trends (come on!)
Okay, let me start again
People keep forgetting that I'm setting trends
Once I did the roast a few people did it again
Man I'm talking back to back
These n***as copy cats
I drop the diss, they rap
Too bad that some where wack
And I'm not throwing shade
I'm only dropping facts
If a n***a got a problem say it's in my sack
I'm sick of this sh*t
Sick as a b*t*h
I'm sick as a syphilis chick sucking d**k all day, ugh
Little nasty
Walking past me
Had the nerve to f**king ask me
"You want a d**k suck or a quick buck? I'll do both for ten bucks"
(No, you're gonna do it)
I'm 'bout to break your f**king neck in a second
Give me your weapon, I reckon
I'll send this b*t*h up to heaven in just eleven
Minutes, I'm in it, Lord forgive me for the sinning
I had to stop it, she granted trynna talk me while I'm sitting
In my 'rari, eating sandwich in private
You listen and close your eyes and visualize
I open the door
Walk to the w****
Had my girl come around and knock the b*t*h on the floor
Oh, is this your cash? Run that
Tell your pimp to kiss my f**king a** when he come back
'Sup little hoe? I heard you had a threesome with the sup though Bros
So that's why my n***a coolly bars are dope
It's about that time
And if you don't get the reference then you're behind
I'm D-O-N-T to the A-I
And if you don't like me n***a, bye, bye
Oh wait, then n***a come back, high five!
Bruh, bruh, I thought we just cool bruh
Oh, you don't like me no?
Oh man, n***a I don't give a f**k bro
Very angry while trying to strangle my balls
Wipe my a** with some b***er while scraping sh*t on the wall
But honestly overall, I like popping an Adderall
While dancing around, clapping a pansy in overalls
It's no wonder why my mother hates me
I beat my d**k to p*** flicks of Martin Lawrence with autistic babies
Child molestin', incest, it wasn't a question
Beat her like Sean Penn, venom in my pen
Rape a broad while kissin' on Christian Bale
In fact, if I go to Hell, it's likely I'll go to jail
I heard in prison they like all the little kids
So me and that Woody Allen were planning to take a trip
"Oh Woody, such a big woody
Stop touching my p*n*s, so cover it with a hoodie
You promised me if I came, you'd give me a bunch of goodies
What's in that black backpack?"
"Oh it's nothing", well, nothing turned into something
'Cause soon as the cops pa**ed, Woody just hauled a**
Cops stopped us, Woody asked for a kiss
Told the officers coming that, "Woody's touching my d**k"

*chuckles*
Martin Lawrence in my backseat
In my- (Biggie), in my backseat
It's a kick in the door
In the door, ayy
I'ma go up on n***as, yes
Hey-oh
Ha-ha (*Screaming*)
Howdy y'all, f**k sh*t, you lied a bit, came off this sh*t's like- *screaming*
Oh my God, oh, sh*t
Okay, alright, alright, alright, I'm done
*chuckles*
(Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stu-)
Pu**y boy, you get smoked, like a Newport

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