Ca**idy - Barbarian lyrics

[Hook] I'm what you call a veteran Y'all should call it off cuz all of y'all i'm better than My flow dope, all my bars is h**n And my tongue crack, the buls a barbarian I'm undefeated, i'm getting better with every win A loser just something i've never been I've got a cemetery to get y'all buried in Tombstone rap, the buls a barbarian [Verse 1: Ca**idy] Is you strapped cuz i carry two gats, they brother and sister I call the sister Missy, I call her brother Mister Got another sister, I call her Ms. Niny Cuz brother Smith and Wesson spitting [?] They kind of nice but Mister meaner I f** with Missy cuz Mister meaner better than her sister nina Last time n***as seen her, she got trained by a gang full of shooters with bar hands and a b**hes [?] But they ain't silence her, all they did was pop her Wipe her off then threw her in the back of the challenger They cousin Tech said "Let's go dance" He heard drums and started jamming, Techno dance Man i'm the only human in my house, but missy and mister Is having a family reunion in my house I'm about to go ham in this verse But I had to talk about that family first cuz family first I can get your whole family murked, or call my Haitian b**h That do voodoo and get your whole family cursed I'm crazy with this sh**, that crazy sh** that I spit Proves you can't get this sick without losing your sanity first I don't need the chance to rehearse, cuz no flow tighter And no ghostwriter never hand me a verse I got this sh** that work for me, I pay with xanies and percs Fill a pocketbook with coke and put the can in her purse Before the binge you might got to buy the camry first Baby I been the shiz since I was pampered at birth Dog I'm a boss cuz I put my hammer to work To stop the blood a baby pamper will work I'm on a strip with a baby bottle, diaper bag full of crazy pit And the baby doll wrapped in a blanket I babysit You a real tough talker but softer than baby sh** If i'm not your favorite rapper, you must be on Shady dick Or maybe Kiss but big jif you got eyes You can see i'm top 5 So f** them n***as that made the list Why you b**hes getting paid to strip I was in China eating chinese food with these twin Asian chicks They gave me pics, caption "Black co*ks matter" Cuz after I gave 'em dick they think they a** got fatter That was crack (that's a hot rap) That's a fact, matter fact, nowadays the facts do not matter We all got bladders, but I get pissed off quick I cop up getting boxed up The grower on my call list, I get that sh** Fed-Ex You like a fed-ex, you was f**ing with the FBI Snitch, lift they right hand and testify They extra [?] they say time got 'em petrified They scared, I don't fear nothing except for God So if i come around tuck your chain, make your necklace hide I wouldn't care if you left us bye Or a bullet hole make you take your last breath Hold your breath and die Breath ease these bars will have you punch drunk Play this record and drive, get pulled over and breathalyze Yo my whole team I personally train And I be giving work out everyday You trying to exercise? Cuz when you get your health up, you get your wealth up Before you can help somebody else, help yourself up Parents stopped beating they kids, they put the belts up We used to get beat until we welped up And it helped us On any night I perform like Mike I got that Tyson, Jordan, Jackson and Phelps touch Yup, them n***as died they should of been in [?] You beefing with any of them guys is genocide I put my faith into God, cuz he bless me with a gift And what was in the prize was an enterprise I got a Jesus piece from my j**eler, then sent it to Medusa And told that b**h "Look that man in his eyes" Nah my rocks not costume but they bright Like a bunch of stars that's in the sky was in disquise Hotel drop I hopped on the women's side Hustla was a hit cuz the husters identified 2 Step had 'em drink a Patron, put the Henn aside My pen provide me proof I was sent from God I ain't mad at the fact that you gay and you into guys I'm mad that somebody writing 'em raps that you memorize I've been deprived, I see an island ima buy soon Cuz I had 'em tuned in before iTunes Off my shrooms, you can plan a trip to Mars I'm high off the moon, I'm really dancing with the stars I'm from another planet with the bars After this verse I might have to get researched by NASA These rappers an example of what goofy is Nowadays these rappers more groupied out than the groupies is Cuz first all he had was his man with him And then he drop a hot song and every rapper want a gram with him n***a I couldn't picture that, with a filter on He the cash cow, they trying to squeeze til the milk is gone Money I like to keep y'all n***as might be sleep Well say goodnight to this beat, cuz I just k**ed this song [Hook] I'm what you call a veteran Y'all should call it off cuz all of y'all i'm better than My flow dope, all my bars is h**n And my tongue crack, the buls a barbarian I'm undefeated, i'm getting better with every win A loser just something i've never been I've got a cemetery to get y'all buried in Tombstone rap, the buls a barbarian