Lemson - Bent Dick Lamar [WARNING: ETHER AHEAD] [2013] [NEW] - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

Bent Dick Lamar [WARNING: ETHER AHEAD] [2013] [NEW]

Lemson

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[Intro] Yo diz nigga really gonna say that shit i mean dam negus didn't even name drop me u scurred m8? [Verse 1: Lemson] You think you're the king well I'm gonna take the crown Praise to the most high, y'all negus look like ants when I look down Your head so small the crown don't even fit on you nigga Fucked your girl's arse so hard she gotta bounce around like Tigger I checked your height online nigga you shorter than Jams You claim to be the goat but how when you're a lamb? Nigga please you trash take yourself to the curb Come on m8 play me for the crown in a game of Curve You scared? No fucking shit Sherlock Don't open your door I cummed on your doorknob You a fat nigga, no Snorlox [Verse 2: Cody] Fuck you Kenny Lamer, you dissed New York My album bout to get 10/10 on pitchfork And yours only gets a fking 9.5 I'mma make you quit and you gon have to go back to that 9-5 You ain't even have the best verse on Control Never put out a single and my album gonna go gold And while were at it I'mma diss some others I see Fk you Dyaz for not putting me in your top 3 Fk you Lupe you ain't shit You can sukkadik you dykewad cumlicking bitch Tryna get at me on twitter I'mma come for your crew You need peanut butter for that jelly cause im better than you [Verse 3: Tort] K dot? More like kum spot I jizzed on your mums locks, hair and doorknobs You claim to be the king of NY If NY stands for n***a yelling then I can't deny I fucked your bitch so hard that she killed me Die hard n***a, call that shit a movie Outtie like a belly button, raped you on this verse Diss me again and I'll spray paint a dick on your grandmothers hearse [Verse 4: Dyaz] Son you wondering why I didn't put you in my top 3? You don't deserve it Motherfucker just wait till the verdict People so thirsty for the dick, need names telling me what their name is Can't even remember that jazz, shit, I'm so famous Bitch make some food, stop complaining about the one and only me Don't let me get in my zone, cause it's Cody-free Don't let me get in my zone, I'm definitely in my zone Shawty watch out for me, cuz my lyrics melt silicone [Verse 5: Lozo] Going from top 5 alive to top two-twenty dead Check the lyrical ballistics, bullets straight through your head Peepsqueak nigga acting all bold and brash You know you prolly suck if SHYNE thinks you're trash You're getting clowned so much, I'm dying, RIP What's it like to be the Gudda Gudda of TDE? You're last in Black Hippy 'cept for Schoolboy Q But Q's less important than the dirt on Hopsin's shoe Dot's another poor rapper over poverty beats Pay your dues to me, nigga, landlord of your streets Got these niggas stanning Dot after GKMC Llamas'll fly before the day you become top MC Kendrick fans follow hype like some mindless sheep His drunken uncle haircut makes him look like a creep God, Kendrick Makes Crap, niggas thinking you deep Wale like, "Damn, Section.80 put me to sleep" 2 years into college but I'm smarter than you Suburban kid who stans Demi, I'm still harder than you If you wanna come at me, I dare you, give it a shot But I'll never see this hobbit nigga taking my spot Watch your money evaporate and your bitches disappear I ended my retirement to end your career He calls out other rappers but ask him 'bout renegades Cuz Drake's the only reason Poetic Justice gets played I'm Gone [Verse 6: PlatanoPeddler] Born and raised in NYC but I'm the King of California Let's see how much a duck's worth When these slugs disperse all over Kendrick's foyer You rich, bitch ass nega, eat a dicc up and die I got shooters in Compton That'll give you that "Moe Greene Special" through ya eyes You wanted competition? Well, here's war, ho Put the rest of Black Hippy on train tracks And watch the 7 go over them like a 5% logo You sound like a nega with a speech impediment I'll put that knife through your larynx And make you cough up some sicker shit Than them eunuch bars you spit that ain't hitting it Please get a shapeup at least You look like a walking racial stereotype out on these streets Lupe clowned your delivery, You got that work from Ortiz Now PP giving you your last rites So find peace and be deceased Bitch [Outro] Yea negus We outchea Dont believe us, just watch Got my audemars on Lesgo Hit lamar with a llama Dats a gun 4 u eneducated negus
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