Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 100 Bar Crush, artist - Anilyst. Album song Lystening, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
100 Bar Crush |
They don’t want clashing with Lyst |
No action, you would have to dismiss |
I can turn any rap to a classical diss |
Known asshole cause I use my passion and gift |
As a verbal bat that can split |
Any rapper in half on a track when I spit |
Flow flammable fact is I’m fracturing ribs |
This is practice I’m actually laughing at this, HA |
Ya’ll stay average as shit |
Allstate if my car may happen to flip |
Always playing Scarface after a spliff |
Ball play like I’m Barkley smashing a swish |
Girl show me what your pants won’t show |
Look hoe tell me what your mans don’t know |
Bet you i make your fuckin' ass go low |
Then i’ll have you give a little head blow slow |
Fresno bound, bless sound |
This is how to make a system pound |
Try to listen what this is 'bout |
If life is a bitch then pimp it out |
Take no hate from a haters mouth |
Lay um out make them face the ground |
Stay low girl now shake it down |
Make it bounce like a check in your bank account |
I been a pimp cause I live for my business |
So tell a bitch put Lyst on her wish-list |
This is shit that can win me the Olympics |
Intense yes you cannot attempt it |
So sick, what you’re hearing is the symptoms |
Meant it did you pay attention to my sentence? |
Can you sense how I’m revving up my engine? |
This dick in her is finna have her limpin' |
Living like I’m Clinton, shit is quite addicting |
Melo’s looking yellow like a Simpson |
Foot is on the pedal and I said I’m feeling tempted |
Just to hit you with it cause I bet I’ll leave you dented |
Slam into your ribs trick |
How to move a stick shift |
Attitude has been ticked |
Vanish you to bits bitch |
And I’m too sadistic |
Animal this dude is like the Hannibal don’t risk it |
You ain’t shit to this leader |
Ain’t scared to embarrass and defeat ya |
Compare me to him isn’t fair I’m a beat ya |
He’s a bear I’m a rare fuckin' creature |
He’s a brick I’m the pyramid of Giza |
He’s a fever compared with a seizure |
Better flee 'for you leave with amnesia |
Please try to leave me a reason to ease up |
Lyst gots you LYSTening just like a symphony |
Interesting cause I’m a sinner with sympathy |
Syke, I’ll jack a bitch for her Tiffany’s |
Laugh as she starts throwing fits and epiphanies |
I’ll throw a fist if you’re dissin me |
That’s what you get since your wrist was just glistening |
Bitch get a grip what you think we finna see money then walk away like it ain’t |
anything? |
I had to maneuver my past to get cooler |
Like the dude up in back to the future |
Bastard you loser I’ll stab you like Kruger |
And if I have to I’ll blast a bazuka |
Now slack on my rules you’ll get smacked with a ruler |
While I catch you then ask you to sue us |
Type of cat that’ll smash on Medusa |
Then hand her some cash for a cab or an uber |
I’m from killa Cali so enter the middle valley |
Where innocent mother fuckers get hit in the inner alleys |
So I’ve been driven to live as if I was finna rally |
I might offend you but this ain’t even the finished finale (nah) |
With the pen I be killing you proudly (yup) |
When each sentence is getting so rowdy |
From the beginning I was already hearing you shouting |
Fuck every single little sinister sinner around me |
Take a trip to the majors |
Stick to the script don’t flip through pages |
A’s got hits I’m addicted to bangers |
I may just fuck yo bitch like BangBus |
Dangerous I don’t mean I stick with a stainless |
I mean that I’m twisted I’m sick and I’m shameless |
Trick, because I’m a little bit famous |
You gon' let Lyst stick his dick up in your anus? |
Sucked it till she went and got the hiccups then fainted |
Such an image I’ve painted |
Show me what you be about baby |
Pussy like a Chia Pet screaming out shave me |
We is that crazy, daily |
I’m a fuckin' G I’m like Swayze, save me |
Bet you’ll never see us act lazy, lady (x2) |
Buddha with the tempo |
Grew up on that death row |
2Pac in my headphones |
Thought I’d let the rest know |
Do I let the tech go? |
Shooting off your temple |
Red hole looking like Rudolph with a red nose |
Do it cause I said so |
All of my connects close |
Represent the West Coast |
Gotta go collect doe |
Hell no we ain’t never settling for less though |
Yes hoe its evident I’m special |
All of yall bluffing, fronting |
I be puffin' on that Russian, stunting |
Made something from nothing, no discussion |
Hundred bars that I’m crushing |