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letra de the bully freestyle season 2 intro - jarren benton

[intro]
k!ll the coyote
one-zone did the one bro (?)

[verse 1]
the bully back, still yelling f-ck the authorities (f-ck ’em)
f-ck mr. porky the pig, that morbidly murder minorities
hate it or love it, the blade in my crutches
i paid for the hit, sh-t i might raise the budget
just aim it and buss it (brr)
these n-ggas like paraplegics, don’t stand up for nothin’, they came in on crutches, uh
throwed off, need to see (?) should be movin’ and shakin’
i need an assistant, my white b-tch a trip she don’t season her chicken (uh)
top 10 in the a, how they leavin’ out benton? (brr)
i aim at your head, and that k gеt to spittin’
i carry the 9, sh-t that’s basic addition
i bodied the bеat, i just paid the mortician, uh
i pop up on n-ggas like beetlejuice (beetle)
brand new scope on the glizzy, hoe peek-a-boo (peek-a-boo)
brand new bully freestyle, n-gga season 2 (ooh)
i’m sick and i don’t think it’s treatable (uh-huh)
hasta luego, when i drop it’s fuego
went back independent, and dropped out the label
these n-gga’s so p-ssy they probably do keigels
the black danny trejo, machetes and draco’s (brr)
when you gettin’ new guap, you always get new op’s
wa-ba-ba-loo-bop you not the new 2pac (nah)
these n-gga’s all talk, you gon’ get your whole crew shot (facts)
shoot up your house, let the choppa sing doo-wop (brr)
i crawled out of h-ll, and i barely escaped (uh-huh)
brushed off the dirt, then i buried the snakes (ooh)
count money, get top, while i’m wearing my shades
the bully’s back, you should be very afraid, uh (ha)

[hook]
-sample runs-

[verse 2]
yeah
give a f-ck if you flooded your neckpiece (uh)
you gon’ respect me
i’m ’bout to resurrect effy
saw through your skin, where your bone and your flesh meet (hrrr)
f-ck subliminal’s, callin’ out names, i’m dissin’ you n-ggas directly
i mention to murder a rapper, (?), i dare you to egg me (uh)
b-tch, i’m going dumb
the bully a don (ooh)
my daddy megatron, the son of a gun
i pull up, pop out up in front of your lawn
i whoop that n-gga’s ass in front of his mom (ha)
the drip is crazy, b-tch you know i’m a stud (ooh)
the bully baby, how you so nonchalant?
i f-ck centerfold, she gon’ throw up her lunch (blah)
and suck my d-ck before she roll up the blunt (ha)
b-tch, welcome to h-ll
i slung a few sh-lls
step over the corpse, i can’t stomach the smell
i took a few l’s, but i’ma prevail
ain’t saving these hoes, like the son of jor-el (ha)
pshh, i turn your lights out
might go back to smokin’ whiteowls (ooh)
f-ck it, i go to the white house
i stick my d-ck in the presidents wife mouth (uh)
b-tch it’s the god
go tell ’em i’ve risen
i pop out your brain, now we sharin’ his vision (brr)
i come for your family, ain’t sparin the children
the bully back baby, it’s jarren the villain (yeah)
i crawl out of h-ll and i barely escaped (ooh)
i severed the snakes, and i buried the fakes (ooh)
you p-ssy’s serrated, blade tear up your face (yeah)
it’s season 2, n-gga’s be very afraid (ha)

[hook]
-sample runs-

[outro]
one-zone did the one bro (?)

- jarren benton

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