Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bar Mitzvah , by - Planet Asia. Song from the album Abrasions, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 25.02.2013
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Bar Mitzvah |
| I see you mutherfuckers chipping at my aura and shit |
| (This is the fuckin' Bar Mitzvah right here) |
| Act like I don’t see that shit |
| Stop bitin' my shit! |
| This is the Bar Mitzvah right here |
| All of a sudden you want to be on that fly shit |
| (I'mo Mitzvah you mutherfuckers with Bar) |
| You know who started that shit Nigga |
| Aura infinite, Ethan I rhyme the magnificent |
| Clockwork sync cal can and my guy whistling |
| Fireworks splatter the stage right off my written shit |
| Missles hit, rooftop snipers to blow your kitchens in |
| Bite a nigga’s shit |
| Guarantee my military troops throw on the boots to come and kick your dentures |
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| Prime witness see the dagger, get your face fixed |
| You late bitch, but still you out, still in swagger |
| Electric necklace disrespect former reckless |
| Columbian boom my hole left you with your neck slit |
| Burnt the bounty out of Curran county |
| Tequila worm last swig of this bottle when this shit has turned probably |
| Wild card burn the house down to send a message |
| Cool as a pimp I like my school with shrimp lemon pepper |
| With barbeque sauce, your article soft |
| You see the uniform custom made Nautica garb medal coptic |
| Roles go poperone |
| Red fez for rockin' |
| Limousine, guns, titanium watches |
| For the count of mind power. |
| rhyme for hours |
| Born god in the paradigm of higher knowledge |
| Put on some fly shit, not on my sweats |
| So I can buy shit, Nigga this is as fly as it gets |
| I’m on my grind like cleats on the field |
| Haters try to throw stones, rocks flown never reaching my shield |
| From prince to king my team el-o-heem now kiss the ring |
| This is technotogy Scotty beam me — |
| Evaporate me to my shuttle |
| Then make me reappear so these wack niggas never rebuttle |
| Its the diamond test open sesame — it’s Simon sez |
| No more verse licks wack shows or minor bread |
| Yeah! |
| my bidness in order now |
| The game been watered down |
| Time to show you lames the art of style |
| Grafitti flair foreigner |
| Journey with me on this event |
| As I proceed I hope I’m not boring yah |
| Leather trench shell to Sherlock |
| Leather Kufi — eleven cables to the navel looking real stupid |
| Hoopti hot rocks the top shot the dog whisperer |
| Salam alaikum I just gave that ass a bar mitzvah! |
| The truth hurts alot but fuck it — I can’t fake it |
| Cause once its on the track’s gettin' circumsized |
| (Yeah ya’ll mutherfuckers need to stop bitin') |
| (Get your own style steal your own mutherfuckin language) |
| (PA medalion Zy BG the baclava Don Bitch!) |