Lyrics Throwaway Bars - Exl

Aye
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye

Yeah, are you down for the west side
We stay high stay snorting the best white
I like rhymes I stay writin' the best lines
I got bars of steel no need to test mine
I fly high while the rest lie
I do deals like I'm motherfuckin' Best Buy
I stay runnin' around My home town
While I'm running it down I don't spout but the rest might (rest might)
But now we mobbin' again
And now we stay gunnin' and runnin' from coppers again
Popping off like a pop top I'm droppin' it in
And I just started back up and I ain't stoppin' again (nah)
I won't stop until the whole world rate me
I don't give a fuck shit the whole world could hate me
Any which way as long as these cunts pay me
You don't know the shit that I been goin' through lately
Exl I'm a young veteran
I ain't indebted for seconds instead I'm better than any MC I'ma kill em all coz I am ahead of them
Motherfuckers wanna talk call 'em letterman
Yeah I'm white but I ain't fuckin' Eminem
All the Mc's test me and I'm endin' them
Yeah I stalk mother fuckers like an Enderman
So don't let 'em in
I'm flipping the packets
I'm Dennis the menace
It's tennis I'm making the racquets
I'm gettin' money it's stackin'
Your lackin' I could kill 'em all coz I am the Kracken
I'm back It's a fact that I'm winnin' the bag
I was sittin' gettin' sick of the rags
I wanted riches and bitches and tags on top of Louis Vuitton bags

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