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letra de breakfast at banksy's - semi hendrix

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[intro: ras k-ss]
squeeze the juice out of the headphones
semi hendrix
what up, jack splash?

you know i woke up
eggs over medium
turkey bacon
breakfast at banksy’s
you know?
check it out!

[verse 1: ras k-ss]
yo, i was born to spit
cos i sing like ice jj fish
get rich, bad kid on my bay bay shit!
extortin’ wack rappers like “pay-day b-tch!”
you watch kardashian sex tape, stare at ray j d-ck… ew
lames claim they doubt that like
spit bar upon bars i’m about that mic
pit rhyming to my celly, i’m about that kite
oj and nicole, i’m about that knife
cut your head clean off, i’m about that nice
to switch from dr. jekyll to mr. hyde
so mr., hide! we fixed the ride!
stupid hipsters in brooklyn, shits gentrified
my posse feel like hiphop got too flossy
i’ma put a rapper in a wheelchair like degr-ssi
and reverse and put them in a he-rs-
then put them in the dirt
cos rappers let record labels put them in a skirt
buy a matching purse
huh, the truth hurts
eat it like big lurch
i’m a animal, cannibal, hannibal lector
organic and mechanical, tyrannical conjecture
listen: when gods speak, you’re a mental midget
no studio thug and i’m a skinny jeans bigot
f-ck a crock? stop? a lot like lock lizards
wanted six figures, so i grew a extra digit
hello hater. i celebrate sipping dom
i’ll lock you in an elevator with solange
if sk!ll sold, truth be told
i ought to be financially, like double jay z
honestly, the world needs common sense
but i get b-tches, so i be rhyming like common since
you ain’t poppin off
like trying to holla at a chick with boogers hanging out your nose. bro, knock it off
no legs, walk it off!
cash rules, i’d rather let my pocket talk!
and donald sterlin got banned for life:
so, f-ck him and his wife
you’all force me to be a one-nigga slaughterhouse
a one-man def jam
wrote the bible with my left hand
upside down doing a keg-stand
chris hardwick, i’m talking to a dead man

brap!

[refrain 1]
nigga i’m just talking paper talk
conversation’s getting reckless
niggas throwing salt – ok
how to disrespect the less
god is good, god is great
bow our heads and let us pray: amen

[refrain 2]
my pen brush paint
felonies with melodies, baby … banksy’s
a million dollars on the canvas
my signature demands it, baby… banksy’s
every color of the rainbow
unchained like django, baby … banksy’s
mr. vincent van gogh’s creativity’s for sale
not show! breakfast at banksy’s
semi hendrix
breakfast at banksy’s
amen!

[outro: ras k-ss]
no! yeah!… no! yeah!
that’s how i be sounding when i be f-cking your b-tch
hahaha
check it out
breakfast at banksy’s
semi hendrix
it’s jack splash and ras k-ss
yo, check it out, jack:
i made it a hot verse
now i’ve made it a hot song
this shit is dead
let’s bury this b-tch, nigga
done. murdered. merked

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