Kid Cuebas - Bars lyrics

[Produced by Indeni3l] [Verse:1] Duck out when the BF comes in Tell a friend, how I spend my money Wallets always thin, spin records Reverb running my tracks Kick raps in khaki slacks Smoke weed in pajamas Slammin' beats like hammas Beats a banga panorama Don't panic get manic You can't handle it third eye twitchin' Mah still b**hin 'bout my weed habit She don't know I'm a rap addict in an attic Trippin' like it's magic It's a cla**ic for trip squad to hit the quad Let the body go, what flow Can't ask for mo' when you Smokin' on the loudest dro Never doin' lines of blow Like these business clones f** drones peering down The crowns beneath my feet And I crush the burden Inside Tyler Durden outside Edward Norton You're a portion of a rappin' abortion Only half dead rhymes make you red in the face Ba** is shaking the place In a Gla** Case think it's snowing What a winter, lost my center Got a splinter said what up To the Turtles [Bridge] What's up turtles? Hahahaha [Verse 2] Illest green joints lit When I spit phone at my hip So I can call and dip When I've busted my lip For talking a gang of sh** Via freestyle Walk a mile in my shoes See how I cruise Never lose with a team like mine Spit Divine (Spit Divine) Get in line if you wanna make time To rhyme bitter like a Lime Melodic like Chimes Transform like Primes Opposite of Mimes But I'm still in a box Quick fox love sox Rhymes that Rock Like Nimoy and Spock Hate on my Flock Get you sick like chicken pox Take your gorgeous locks Cut 'em off I don't play Man I'm phased for Days On the Mary Jane Ease the Pain stimulates the brain Life is not a game, neither is rap It's not about the trap But finding a gap In your rivals attack To put yourself on the map Geez guys that was hard