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Emz on Bars
Sir Hiss
Yo, more time I got writer's block
I ain't even come a long way from life on the block
But I'm calm, dodge these cats on the farm
Move like a crab, you spend your whole life on the rocks
You ain't got no tings, that's sock in shoe
And foot in sock on a wave
I don't wanna see docs, I'm waving
When I'm gone, don't be shocked, I'm over your head
You don't even know how many bars I got that went over your head
Cells in your head like I'm overly dead
Nobody wants you like bad bread, you better backtrack
'Cause nobody backs your tracks, that seats for you at the back
I'm like weed in a pack, car grinding, rap
Simple ones get a dent in the cheek, not dimple ones
I got tech like Dimpsey's one
It's a bop and step when you hear this one
Straight pole position when I steer this
From a step with Hiss, don't ever try hassle
More than rap, oh, more than rap
Will get prod like cattle, you might see the chapel
Twisted 'cause I look sweet like Fanta
I like my anime subbed, I like my girlie with tongue
You can diss my ting, but I don't wanna hear 'bout moms
'Cause real shit, I love my mom (real, real shit)
I like my anime subbed, I like my girlie with tongue
You can diss my ting, but I don't wanna hear 'bout moms
'Cause real shit I love my mom
I don't sleep like the Big Apple
Grinding, stack crumbs, chops and a snack
That's figures and figures, go figure
The man I got, little germs, I'm iller
I can't find a ting that ain't so inner
More time, from I get in, I dip 'til it dies like Cooler
Then I return like Frieza
Swear I'm a diamond geezer
Your mate's got bars, you ain't got bars
Sometimes just do entourage
I'm just being honest
Keep the bronze and silvers 'til there's gold hair like Boris
My wallet ain't no bit
But I can't remember the last time man had to forage
And how could you snitch on Gromit?
Man can't ever do why, that's gunshots for Wallace
Man got cash in storage, food and straps in storage
Come a long way from a breakfast pack and porridge
And all that bollocks, still I can't let them tax my dollars
Don't ask why I'm not on it
Some manner show bad, I'm even embarrassed
But when it comes to lyrics, I know I hold the chalice
Eagles for damage
I like my anime subbed, I like my girlie with tongue
You can diss my ting, but I don't wanna hear 'bout moms
'Cause real shit, I love my mom (real, real shit)
I like my anime subbed, I like my girlie with tongue
You can diss my ting, but I don't wanna hear 'bout moms
'Cause real shit I love my mom (real shit)
I like my anime subbed, I like my girlie with tongue
You can diss my ting, but I don't wanna hear 'bout moms
'Cause real shit, I love my mom
I like my anime subbed, I like my girlie with tongue
You can diss my ting, but I don't wanna hear 'bout moms
'Cause real shit I love my mom
And it's Emz on Bars, ayy
Sir Hiss
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