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Unnecessary Bars

Thorb

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Unnecessary Bars
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Thorbjornsen
Ryan Thorbjornsen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kato On The Track
Kato On The Track
Producer

Lyrics

Oh man Kato we got a problem Got a lot up on my mind but it's fine I was born with a pen That been destine for dotted lines See the mister meaner Y'all ain't equip for this kind of crime Y'all could hide beneath the pane But I see 'em behind the blinds Cause I window My bar be enough to get that Ken dough And I ain't never miss That's why they switch like Nintendo Yeah they say to never break But you could bend though A lot of y'all just talk When there's a button for the send though But this is real life homie So y'all could meet me here (hi) Only time I know defeat is playing FIFA dear (so) Don't you dare let this man test ya Yeah this flow so United I could prolly play for Manchester I got plays right on top of my plays How you lost all the time and yet you never amaze That's so bananas That's why ya girl be sending you k's They in limbo with my bars But I ain't far from a sizeable raise Damn Get a lesson or help I been at it so long I been impressing myself I'm on loop until there ain't another notch on the belt The only time you see a rack is on rectangular felt So why you lying Tell 'em what's really been going on Hundred k on the gram but ten likes Something wrong Then you talk about ya whips and ya women up in the song And hope a misguided kid don't know better and sing along huh Yeah I got it all figured it out Always people with the least that be holding a bigger mouth Always people that be weak that be forcing the vigor out But I understand that over compensating come from doubt so Back to the fact I'm in tact with a track I'm a dawg while they all copy cat Drew a line in the sand could sue a side like a pact How you lying every day And don't know how you finna act, now Huh, I could look into they at now Went viral once, traffic stopped like a pat down Six nine with ya main guess I'm a rat now Bet ya circle on deck like they coming up to Nah I ain't do it but I prolly could Maybe bring ya Mumbai like it's Bollywood Take a her credit card and skate like a ollie could To only make ya net spike baby like a volley would Hey chill bro, it's all hypotheticals Y'all are too behind for me to see you in my reticles I really need my flowers This arrangement feeling edible If they don't let me eat I get a round it like a decimal Welcome to my calculus Where there's a real long division And sum of 'em try to laugh at this Huh Y'all could catch me where the limit is When y'all don't never change you be imitating derivatives I'm running out of beat so let me die it down All that hunger that you preach is like my diet now Take the throne, sell some merch Y'all could buy a crown Cause that's prolly bout the only way you try it now Come on man How long did I even go for
Writer(s): Ryan Thorbjornsen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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