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letra de the bar - woedi ozier

-oopsie-

[verse 1]
oh they think it’s jokes that i’m makin’ here
two eps, a mixtape, in just a year
i’m a promoter, i’m a writer, sound engineer
this ain’t processed talent it is first tier
track drop like atomic i’m bombardier
who the order from, if i’m the commander here?
we see an opportunity then we commandeer
they know woedi from the hood and now he givin’ fear
got ’em lookin’ like a mug shot
now they all wanna get the bar’s spit game. shot
it’s too late for a d-ck to make a pitch stop – i’m already done with the race since break stop
stay blunt, pr-ck, ima keep my game sharp
when the game shops me, make the game stop
in your head energy fill when my spit slop
this ain’t eskom generator. real shock

[hook]
real soon ima be a charter
this another carter
wayne/jay carter
i’m a dooms day representer of god – see i only f-ck fathers
ain’t got time for raising toddlers
i don’t f-ck with d-cks that coochie, coz when i turn them down, eyes wetter than coochie
they can never live up to my needs they douch/she
yo i didn’t mean to expose a p-ssy, so, oopsy
the f-ck this look like to you? good! scenic
now they vanish before they time like enochs
always sound ill for my pen’s unhygienic
i know they frightened by w.h.o, they rhymes so hygienic
d-cks cringier than crust
d-cks always about bust
i don’t know what is sadder between the hating and the fact that they life line’s already on dust
[verse 2]
i’m picking a bone with you
a doggy, so you gon’ chew
sh-t that you do – on expense and no revenue
i’m giving reviews:
bob: “woedi they cannot compete with you.”
woedi: “i gave ’em a verse to do. but it is long overdue.”
look at this view
ain’t anything he can do
he too p-ssy to pursue
he really givin’ us chicken stew
out with the new
and i ain’t givin’ a clue
and now they faces on blue, and not dark it is actually hue
bob: “woedi they wanted your bad side, now give them war. they wanna see true anger and from the core. want you to drag a d-ck on gravel and through the floor. expose a d-ck in public coz they were warned. woedi i am begging you i’m needing this. i’m needing you to defend my innocence. i’m needing you to go off you’re good at this. i’m needing you to step up so start to diss.”
you talkin’ ’bout who, bob? oh, mr. shrek
not surprised that fiona have left the set
even she couldn’t cope with all the ugly s-x
a crusty d-ck couldn’t even be hot when writing cheques
who else you talkin’ ’bout, bob? oh, athlete feet
you can smell it from miles but he always acting neat
always careful when sit down – got cushion seats
his ass worn out already. really took the d-ck
hmm…

- woedi ozier

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