Barsmith
Tone Chop & Frost Gamble
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I invented the slick talk I walk with a slick walk My chick call me slick What you looking all sick for 5’8 but I stand tall like I’m 6’4 Kick doors So if I want in I’m a kick yours Spit raw Am I one the best on the list sure And I throw the type of punches You don’t need a fist for The barsmith With a whole catalog of hard hits So don’t ever try to play me Like a guitar riff I slap tracks around I mistreat em I body beats In other words six feet em With the flow I’m possessed Like a sick demon Right hook to your man’s jaw Quick lean em You don’t want no problems Better change your focus Or I’m a swoop down on you Like a gang of vultures Attacking Save all the acting Just know it’s lethal I don’t gotta say what I’m packing Punches I don’t pull punches But I throw punches You won’t get in no punches I be feasting Y’all be just munching I chew rappers to pieces You can hear they bones crunching It’s Tone In the zone and I’m comfy Hate if you want Do what you like Humpty You be running with the flunkies You so fugazi You don’t got a clue dunsky I invented the slick talk I walk with a slick walk My chick call me slick What you looking all sick for 5’8 but I stand tall like I’m 6’4 Kick doors So if I want in I’m a kick yours Spit raw Am I one the best on the list sure And I throw the type of punches You don’t need a fist for The barsmith With a whole catalog of hard hits So don’t ever try to play me Like a guitar riff A lot of y'all think it’s a game Until you try to play with me And see I ain’t playing Must be sipping on plenty lean Looking like a skinny fiend Act out You will get slapped out Your skinny jeans Go ahead and act like you ain’t a bum Dirty and stinking You drinking hater rum Cats wanna battle Thinking I’m a clown Til a line gets you punched In the middle of a round I don’t care who spit the best You a G well you getting checked Get body slammed on your freaking neck They say an eye for an eye Nah I’m getting wreck And taking both eyes Just for the disrespect I am not the one Save it for the next dude You should quit rapping That’ll be your best move I kick ass till there’s shit on my fresh shoes Wish you never born and died in a test tube I invented the slick talk I walk with a slick walk My chick call me slick What you looking all sick for 5’8 but I stand tall like I’m 6’4 Kick doors So if I want in I’m a kick yours Spit raw Am I one the best on the list sure And I throw the type of punches You don’t need a fist for The barsmith With a whole catalog of hard hits So don’t ever try to play me Like a guitar riff
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