abuncharaps ft. Clēsh & Dumb Luck Lyrics

Toe to toe boy it ain't even close

Think you own the stage the crowd only came for the roast

Like a nicotine fiend guess you came for the smoke

How you think they'll react when they paid to see you choke?

That's a whole lotta refunds

For fucking round with me and Dumb

Cold every season

Round these parts when we come

You get beat-un like a dusty rug that's guaranteed

Ummm

What else? You's a bitch I call 'em like i see 'em

Y'all remind when i park the car beneath a tree

Always gettin shitted on every day of the week

My pen resembling a blade when i speak

I cut ya head off it hit the floor now you facing defeat

Look ya'll, I'm just not the guy you ignore

You a beach bum talking waves but I never seen you leave the shore

Look around all I see is nuts, beef, and cheese galore

Display 'em then filet 'em like a charcuterie board

Yeah

I'm a fancy type of man kid

Any verse you wrote I could write better left-handed

Hope you have babies cause someday I'll want grandkids

Teach the little fuckers what a little bitch they dad is

Over here this is where you point them cameras

Here to whoop some ass ya'll done opened up a canister

I'm bad as shit why ya'll put me with these amateurs

Dick is twice the size if i only measure the diameter

Wage war for nothin' but the satisfaction though

Here to hurt the rappers treating stages like a fashion show

Kill a foe bonus points if i snag they hoe

When they blowing me it look like they holding a saxophone

I should be thanking you that's the honest gist kid

I'm in the kitchen cooking while you washing all them dishes

Without people like you I couldn't do what I was made to do

Shoutout wack pussies and the rappers they been praying to

Uh

Ya boy Dummy

What up Clēsh

What up Worm

Let's burn this shit

I'm sick of fraudulent artists who lack and audience talking to me

Cause I've been the king since I fucking started this

These peasants just some fodder who bother me with their politics

Cutting their throat, just like the barber on eastern promises

Harboring vicious tendencies, menacing, wicked, monstrous

Tell ya to sleep with fishes and lead ya to where the harbor is

Honestly I'm a villain, came killing and conquering

Slaughtering competition and pissing on top they coffin lid

I'm not the kid you want a problem with, believe me

Old school like 3D Mario and Luigi

But I ain't playing games homie I'm playing for keeps

So don't be playing with me or I will, lay you to sleep

Talk is cheap but these hands, you could get em for free

And it's hard to biter when you, missing teeth

So if you see me on the streets just leave me alone

Whole team full of carnivores and we eat the bones

Mo'fucka' y'all some blood sucking sucker ass rappers

Your crew full of squares like a lumberjack pattern

Y'all are strange like the cumber patch actor

And your pants on wrong dawg, everything you run is ass backwards

I don't know what you speaking out the side of your face for

Bitch you couldn't grind if you were trying to skateboard

Wage war with anybody talking that shit

Cause when the body bag zip you'll be the one that they pray for

Make more money make moves or don't show up

Glow up and get your doh up, I'm trying to blow up

Show nuff', the No glove, bare knuckle hustle

I ain't nothing but some trouble bust yo' mother fucking bubble

Goodie gumdrops, the suns not shining when I'm spitting

Shit that's so hot, you need some sunblock to try and listen

Getting burnt up, your verses suck and y'all ain't worth much

Looking sloppy trying to copy all the shit that me and worm does

Bitch