Alec - Holy Beautiful Bars, Batman! (Do Ya Like Remix) lyrics

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Alec - Holy Beautiful Bars, Batman! (Do Ya Like Remix) lyrics

[Hook: x2] Baby girl, you know what I want Let me do it to ya, do it to ya Let me do ya like uh, uh, uh.. [Verse 1] Preferably, I surgically pick out a beat that's dirty, see? Ever heard of me? Well, hello, bro, let's cut the common courtesy Take my words and insert it here, you b**hes don't deserve this treat Search for a seat, now sit your a** down, I'm preachin' this church you see It's hurtin' me, b**hes ain't feelin' my stuff the nerve of these motherf**s While they listenin' to half-baked sh**, cause it's hits, they prefer all of these other f**s These others s**, when will they learn? Alec will somehow f**in' earn Some damn respect, spittin' that fire till you suffer from some third degree burns You other rappers don't rap fly, but you're f**ing plain, not gonna lie One, two, three, I always 'tri,' I'm on a roll, wanna f**ing die? Get it wanna f**ing 'di?' Alec, you're my f**ing guy I'm Asian, but this hip-hop competition will never be a 'Thai.' I got crooked teeth, better brace yourself, I make fake rappers hate themselves Your face will melt when you hear my bars, I keep sh** up like a f**in' belt You f**in' dealt my last few blows, got more dope songs comin' out my hole Out my soul, that's how I do it here, make smart songs, on an honor roll [Hook: x2] [During Hook] Uh oh. What have we done? This is A.R.E.S.I.T.A.L.M.N.O.P 23529 We are getting confirmation that Verse 2 is eminent, take cover, go into your house Hide in the basement. This is very hazardous. Verse 2 will infect you [Verse 2] I can rap fast watch me keep the flow up, while you f**ers throw up And you screamin', "oh f**," while your speakers blow up Tell you f**ers no luck, need a tow truck, drank soda and I'm so "drunk." Call me f**in' h*mo, that's means I am a 'genus,' I'm the f**in' meanest I'm the f**in' keenest, you f**ers never seen this, you b**hes never dreamed this I'm doin' fast raps, can you f**ers all believe it? [Interruption] Holy beautiful bars, Batman! We made it! We did it... uh oh Erection infection, all up in my section No one wants to f** with me, even though I got protection Election, now, I'm running for the president! It's evident, irrelevant, I'm riding on an elephant I'm silent with the violence, see me, close your eye lids You got a f**ing tyrant on your hands whenever I spit I spin it for a minute, when I spit it, f**in' win it Never f**ing stopping, like two circles, I'm infinite Rapping with braces made my mouth bleed So I got blood flow, I was wondering This song's a stroke of genius, am I blundering? Get it, get it? Never mind, all you bumbling Sunny D and Ramen, G. That's the f**ing recipe On your street, like sesame, mess with me you S O B Wrestle me, like lyrically, I literally wrestle beats Rest you freak, mentally, I am a different entity [Hook: Repeat Numerous Times] [During Hook] Sorry, sorry for that singing! I'm sorry, I know it's terrible. I just had to do it-I had to Do this song! f**ing Adele, f**ing Gambino, f**ing Alec! sh**tt. Well, that's it for now There's more to come. I've gotta go, y'know, I've got an obligation as a superhero Apparently, I'm suppose to save people and sh** to actually be a superhero. sh**t. f**ery. Stay super

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