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letra de bar mitzvah - gensu dean

[intro]
i see you m-th-rf-ckers chipping at my aura and sh-t
(this is the f-ckin’ bar mitzvah right here)
act like i don’t see that sh-t
stop bitin’ my sh-t!
this is the bar mitzvah right here
all of a sudden you want to be on that fly sh-t
(i’mo mitzvah you m-th-rf-ckers with bar)
you know who started that sh-t n-gga

aura infinite, ethan i rhyme the magnificent
clockwork sync cal can and my guy whistling
fireworks splatter the stage right off my written sh-t
missles hit, rooftop snipers to blow your kitchens in
bite a n-gga’s sh-t
guarantee my military troops throw on the boots to come and kick your dentures in
prime witness see the dagger, get your face fixed
you late b-tch, but still you out, still in swagger[?]
electric necklace disrespect former reckless
columbian boom[?] my hole left you with your neck slit
burnt the bounty out of curran county
tequila worm last swig of this bottle when this sh-t has turned probably
wild card burn the house down to send a message
cool as a pimp i like my school with shrimp lemon pepper
with barbeque sauce, your article soft
you see the uniform custom made nautica garb medal coptic[?]
roles go poperone [?]
red fez for rockin’
limousine, guns, t-tanium watches
for the count of mind power.. rhyme for hours
born god in the paradigm of higher knowledge
put on some fly sh-t, not on my sweats
so i can buy sh-t, n-gga this is as fly as it gets
i’m on my grind like cleats on the field
haters try to throw stones, rocks flown never reaching my shield
from prince to king my team el-o-heem[?] now kiss the ring
this is technotogy scotty beam me –
evaporate me to my shuttle
then make me reappear so these wack n-ggas never reb-ttle
its the diamond test open sesame – it’s simon sez
no more verse l!cks[?] wack shows or minor bread
yeah! my bidness in order now
the game been watered down
time to show you lames the art of style
grafitti flair foreigner
journey with me on this event
as i proceed i hope i’m not boring yah
leather trench sh-ll to[?] sherlock
leather kufi – eleven cables to the navel looking real stupid
hoopti hot rocks the top shot the dog whisperer
salam alaik-m i just gave that -ss a bar mitzvah!
the truth hurts alot but f-ck it – i can’t fake it
cause once its on the track’s gettin’ circ-msized
(yeah ya’ll m-th-rf-ckers need to stop bitin’)
(get your own style steal your own m-th-rf-ckin language)
(pa medalion zy bg[?] the baclava don b-tch!)

- gensu dean

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