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Sik World - Hella Bars 2
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jonathon quiles
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(Go stupid) Ayy, ayy Don't like me then figure it out I am just too lit Late-night drives, I'm whipping it now I got a new whip Girls like me, yes I get around Wish you were like hit Don't try me I'm sick of it now (ha-ha) Bitch you get dissed Half of you rappers I don't even like yo ass You swagger jackets don't even write your raps I spat a couple of lines, It's just a matter of time I could flatten your line, don't cross my path I'm not packing a nine, but I gottem with rounds I'm still blasting you guys, I'ma light yo ass I'm a savage that strikes, practicing to survive 'Cause even after you hide, I'ma find yo ass The industry's fake, the industry's fake You're not independent Who's pulling your weight? Who's pulling your weight? Oh wait, I get it There's too much at stake, there's too much at stake Can't get caught slipping You give it away, you give it away Ayy Sik World, bitch Don't forget that shit I'm fire like bic Got a problem with me? That's fine, you can suck my dick That goes to anyone prick I diss whoever I pick Sick of you tryna be slick Better keep your mouth zipped 'Cause if you don't, you'll get roast like Demi Lovato making that Twitter joke Honestly, I've been the G.O.A.T And I'm getting bigger, though Can't even used Tinder, hoe Girls find me, recognise me They remind me, that I rap 'Cause they want me to smash 'Cause I spit this flow Okay fuck it, my life is dope Fuck it Nope, I'm feeling lonely People use my name and act like they know me There is a reason why you stay below me While you're down there, you can go 'head and blow me Oh, you got skill? Then why don't you show me Oh, you got dirt? Then go and expose me I be delighted, to see you confided I'll detach your head and use it as a trophy The fuck do you mean? The fuck do you mean? Ayy Sik is a cig The fuck do you think? The fuck do you think? Ayy Oh, you're jealous of me? 'Cause I'm living your dreams? I'm living your dreams, ayy And don't hit me with that It's not what it seems, it's not what it seems Ayy, should I flex bands? Should I take xans? Skits on the gram? Get face tats? Maybe that'll get your boy on the map Maybe that'll show the world I can rap Maybe I should sell out all of my morals Finesse the industry and then get hella stacks Nope That's just advance money And half these dummies can not pay it back Shit is a bust Exposing you is a must If you don't like me then you will adjust Put you in the field, my music is clutch Siknation, no one is fucking with us Yo, I got a buzz Yo, I got a buzz, a buzz That no one can touch I'll call out you scrubs Yes, I got the guts No percocets, and still better ya Don't compare me to rappers that's compared to rabbits It doesn't matter, the comparisons never end I'm coming after all there is to gather Silence all the chatter When I rap I am going The hip hop attacker All you fucking slackers Better fucking scatter 'Cause you know I bring hell again Someone get the pastor Sik, I broke the ladder I'ma shatter anybody I'm battling Mom, thanks for not aborting me Now let's make the rap game fun, it's boring me Wack rappers gotta follow me accordingly If you're under me, study me, I got the juice No ones touching, fuck with me, I am the truth If you come for me, dummy, please you're gonna lose Living comfortably 'cause of these millions of views, ayy Who wants to tangle in my webby mess? Your girl, whenever she gives me head The industry's sending me petty threats Yeah, you rap, but I'm simply not impressed I bet you all that's my heavy set I am the bomb, that's a deadly threat I'ma keep getting these steady check I want all the money, no pennies left "Sik World's trash, he can't rap, he's too sad He's too this, he's too that All his tracks he talks smack About ex's he wishes he could get back" You stupid bitch, don't make me laugh Now that I'm pissed, I will attack Heard me and hip, I'm super smash 'Cause when I spit, fuck all of that Don't put me in a box, I'ma break out of it I'm L.O.Ling the dummies who doubted it Get on my level, and just by the sound of it I reign on top and you stay where the bottom is Gotta be confident, haters anonymous Fuck all the teachers that said I'm incompetent All of the times I would rap would come out of it Six figures a year, career where I'm dominant Sik world, bitch, you gotta get fond of it I'm pissed as hell, there's no telling how I'ma get And fuck a clock, 'cause y'all know what time it is I came in this bitch, don't know what a condom is I do what I want without motherfucking consequence I know I'm dope, I don't need no one's compliments My heart is cold, my flow hot like a sauna is Just so you know, if there's beef then I started it Ha-ha, fuck
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