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lirik lagu bryce vanhook - c-3po

[intro: bryce vanhook & c-3po ]
“this is madness”
yep, he’s back, he’s back, he’s back
“i do believe they think i am some sort of god”
bryce vanhook, c-3po
hey man i’m just havin’ fun with it
“this time you have gone too far”

[verse: bryce vanhook]
look
i heard that they wanted for me to rap more
so i put on some tiller and hit the blackboard
now i’m just a vanilla attila the hun
yeah the villain has come
fillin’ it up with all of these facts for

anyone who seems to have forgotten i’m the god with it
top spot with a matchbox hot rod in it
toyin’ with you newbies like i’m hasbro
all ya do is fake all the swag that the boy done had bro

tryna get that p-ss go money, where my pad though?
heard of me, crib in every corner like a nursery
lyrically i’ll leave you as a murder in the first degree
and get off on perfecting my perjury, just
watch son

got a chip on my shoulder deshaun watson
lightbulb over my head is a hunnit million watts sun
light the only thing as hot as this, i’m like a mix
of twista, motionless and marley with this juice i’m tossed in
didn’t wanna do it but you leave me with no option
post malone the only one that know what i am lost in

i’m ‘bron when he in cleveland and brady when he in boston
hometown hero, with the whole world watchin

wow, i’m bringin’ waterloo to all of you napoleon
complex wannabe’s like
who i’m gonna bomb next?
i’ll go and turn you to pieces like ron artest
already better than half the freshman, if not best

a monster you just hear of,
i’m concord’s lochness
turnin’ all these mosh pits, to auschwitz
less you playin ball with me, homie you do not spit
not sick, homie i’m nauseous
i’ll just have to

give an example, of infinite stamina
women are rammin’, the den of a champion
everyone sleepin’, like givin’ ’em ambien
sit when i’m standin’, i live in the ambience
alienated, i’m out of this world
if you scared that i’ll make it, just hop on the band wagon
cause i’m one of kind, i been
rappin’ without every pair of my pants saggin’

i’m under the impression you’re impressed
the type of flow that make you picture puffin out my chest
got ’em on they toes, stomp the yard with every step
i’m like a check, all these hoops without a net, talkin o’s, like woah

that fat kid from middle school glowed
like yo, that white boy puttin’ on a show
goin dummy if you still don’t know
call home, goin gold, c-3po, just know i’m gone

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