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lirik lagu naduzz & billy hughes a.k.a dj nigga - american rhapsody overture

dj n~gga on this beat (yuh, uh)
naduzz is back, y’all ‘ready know i smoke crack (h~ll yeah) (ha)
fourth of july, i told him, “why you lie?” (yeah)
he’s a kind of cool guy (yeah)
i hit him with my supply (yeah)
i’m a street pharmacist, put that on god (yeah, yeah)
i’ll f~ck her with my rod (yeah, yeah)
just like my name was todd (yeah, ooh)
f~cking beat the only thing im doing (yeah, ha ha)
egypt was left a ruin, yeah, after the six~days war (yeah)
my bars are hardcore (yeah)
dude, i’m like a fighter jet
its not about to hit, just yet (yeah)
gotta wait for the drop
i swear i’m not a cop (yeah)
okay, be ready for this drop
ain’t talkin’ ’bout the beat (yeah, yeah)
y’all ‘ready know my rhymes be heat (yeah, yeah)

i’m not a n~gga, but i still play basketball
i asked them all the drugs, they said, “all” (yeah)
b~tch, i took them all (yuh)
when i walked, i almost fall (yuh)
b~tch, i’m talkin’ ’bout the season, ain’t even got a reason (yeah, yeah)
about to be takin’ ap literature
she asked me, i said, “sure!” (yuh)
(it’s over. holy sh~t, that was actually a rap. did you hear it? wasn’t it good?)
(that was good)
naduzz, we’re back again, b~tch (haha, yuh)
i’m in the f~cking closet, yeah that’s right
i’m over here, ay, talkin’ ’bout my plight (yeah)
i’m rappin’ in this light (yeah)
just kidding, it’s kind of dark (ooh, yeah, yeah)
b~tch, i’m a member of the kkk (yeah)
all horses do is bray (yeah)
they always be neighing, just like i was saying (yeah)

i’m inside a f~cking closet, it’s pretty dark (yeah)
i’m not a narc
i do all the drugs
i don’t be tellin’
your fart i was smellin’ (yeah, yeah)
structure of a skeleton, call it keratin (yuh) (hair treatment) (yuh)
it gets your hair feeling real nice and smooth (yeah)
i’m in the booth (yeah)
i’m rappin’ like type, f~ck, its the fourth of july, got my right (yeah)
b~tch, i love america (yeah)
we’re kind of free (yeah)
i’m rhyming with glee, can’t you see (ooh)
across the sea of galilee (yeah)
talkin’ ’bout israel, the holy land
billy hughes was in a band
across your forehead was a strand of hair (yeah)
the color was ginger (yeah)
talkin’ ’bout gingers, not nìggers
not talkin’ ’bout black folks, they’re pretty f~cking white
from the ireland, b~tch, it wasn’t a trend
get the f~ck out of here
i’ll strike you, like a deer (yeah)
i’m a f~cking car with all my bars~uh (yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh)
f~cking zebras are black and white
they got all the right to do whatever the f~ck they want (yuh)
cop pulls over a zebra, he be like “yo, i don’t know if you’re white or light, yeah. just kidding your black, you f~cking nìgger, get on the ground before i blast you with my glock.” (yeah)
i’ll strike you with my c~ck (yeah, yeah, yeah)
just kidding i’m not a rapist, although i’m pretty cool
but rapists aren’t f~cking cool, so if i was a rapist, how could i be cool (yeah)
i don’t even f~cking drool, i’m always alert (yeah)
here to insert my d~ck in your b~tch, yeah that’s f~cking right
if you mess with me, you’ll end up in a ditch (yeah)
i’m not even offbeat, i’m just bringing f~cking heat (yeah)
i’m looking at a phone (yeah, umm)
my p~n~s is a bone (yeah, yeah)
i’m so f~cking hard, i’m so f~cking hard
just kidding, not right now

i’m gonna take a bow after this song is f~cking over
i got luck, just like a four~leaf clover (yeah, yeah)
technical difficulties, the mic f~cking came unplugged (yeah)
just bear with me please, i’ll strike you like some trees (yeah)
i’m drunk driving, crash into the forest (yeah)
k!ll a lot of people, oh listen sheeple (yeah)
stop following f~cking donald trump, he smells like a rump (yeah)
talkin’ ’bout b~tts, yeah that’s f~ckin’ f~cked
i don’t like, just kidding, i don’t like f~cking donald trump
he’s not a tuff n~gga, that’s right (yeah)
i’ll strike you like a rigga (yeah)
talkin’ ’bout people (haha)
went to a mayan temple (yeah)
earlied a shirdey, f~ck, ordered a shirley temple, sh~t’s good, sprite with cherry
it’s kind of a berry
i think it’s very good
very good in the f~ckin’ hood (yeah, yeah)
i’m doing pretty good
rubye barber, laying on the bed
rubye barber looks like a farter
she’s always fartin’
it always be smelling’ way behind her, just like a crop~duster
laying down the stink
talkin’ ’bout the planes movie, talkin’ ’bout my homie, dusty
pretty cool guy, he’s f~cking orange and he’s a f~cking plane because he’s not a guy (yeah)
he’s a plane, its not a lane
b~tch his attitude’s not f~cking tame (yeah)

i’m on this mic, its quite its, f~ck, night (yeah)
your b~tch imma smite
imma be like zeus with all his f~cking lightning (yeah)
rappin’ in the lightin’ (yeah)
drinking water, your dog doesn’t have a father (yeah)
he f~ckin’ died
they have a short lifespan
he died, but he ran (yeah)
ran from death, its pretty philosophical (yeah)
some ointment, call it topical (yeah, yeah)
that means you put it on your f~ckin’ skin
there’s no way the bacteria will win (yeah)
they’re gonna f~ckin’ die and you won’t need to cry (yeah)
i’m having my wisdom t~~th removed (yeah, yeah)
the gas will make me soothed (yeah, yeah)

i’m gonna be all good, drinking this four loko (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
spanish, call mouth a boco (yeah, yeah)
just kidding, its f~cking boca
i don’t speak spanish (yeah, yeah, yeah)
even though my mom does but that’s kinda tuff because i’m cool (yeah)
y’all ‘ready know what i’m sayin’, like (yeah)
horses be brayin’
i already said that line (yeah, yeah)
life is sublime (yeah)
i might have said that one as well (yeah)
but down the stairs i fell (yeah)
i hit my f~ckin’ head (yeah)
i got left on read (yeah)

i ain’t right in the head sp~ce (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’ll shoot you like a trankcase (yeah)
f~ck, i meant to say crankcase, f~ck, my mouth not be cooperatin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
men in the ’50s, their wives were being berated (yeah, yeah)
f~cking berate them ’till they cry (yeah)
they didn’t even know why (yeah)
they’re not a f~cking good guy (yeah)
abuse their wife, it’s not pretty nice (yeah)
don’t abuse your wife
i don’t think that they appreciate it (yeah)
it’s pretty f~ckin’ mean
they’re gonna turn into a bean (yeah)
they’re not gonna let you fl!ck their bean (yeah)
no play, you’re gonna be getting
no play at all
you’re not gonna be on call (yeah)
you’re gonna be set to f~cking work (yeah)
no~one is gonna phone you (yeah)
yeah, just like you’re a f~cking jew (yeah)
f~cking greedy, i don’t even like them
they f~cking run the banks and f~cking bomb countries
even if they deserve to be bombed
they do it in a bad way
the media portrays them in a bad light
naduzz on that beat, yo
you already know what’s up, cuh
you already know what’s up, crodie, you already know
alright see you later crodies, love you

dj n~gga on that beat
two silicone boys were walkin’ outside
just kidding, his name was walter white (yeah)
he rapped in the plight (yeah)
he knew about blight (yeah)
walter white cooked methamphetamines (yeah)
what even the f~ck rhymes with methamphetamines (yeah, yeah)
anyways, talkin’ ’bout drugs
only use ’em if your thugs (yeah)
just kidding im a student (yeah)
my grades be prudent (yeah)
i’m gonna get into college
i’ve got all this knowledge
b~tch, i’m f~ckin’ jupiter
just kidding, they got stupid~er
talkin’ ’bout girls
they always be doin’ twirls
they are not smart, at all
just kidding, they’re on adderall (yeah)
on all of the drugs, not even, they’re thugs (yeah)
as i said, only students (yeah)
their grades need to be prudent (yeah)
all these mad expectations, what the f~ck are you gonna do: dalmatians

talkin’ ’bout dogs
they cause clogs sometimes with their f~cking sh~t
my dog always sh~tting on the f~cking pavement
it drives my crazy
i don’t even be brazy
that’s not even a word, i made it up (yeah, haha)
yeah, i drink vodka outta cup (yeah)
if you couldn’t tell im pretty f~ckin’ f~cked (yeah)
if you truck, you get trucked? (yeah?)
that last rhyme didn’t even make no sense (ooh, ooh)
what the f~ck rhymes with “sense” (oh)
i know, talkin’ ’bout the past, call that paste tense (yeah)
call me an english teacher the way i be a f~ckin’ little gay b~tch (yeah, yeah)
that teacher is a f~cking snitch (yeah, yeah, yeah)
talkin’ ’bout my relationship situation (yeah, yeah)
she’s black like a haitian, call her a f~ckin’ nìgger
i got my finger on the trigger
point it at her f~ckin’ head
i wish she was f~ckin’ dead
(nìggers!)
i hope she dies, short ass b~tch
her and her (bleep!)
(oh)

we live yet again (haha)
yessir (oh, oh, oh, grrrr)
yo, what’s up?
y’all again, i’m really here, b~tch, startin’ a trend (yeah)
i’m crossed as f~ck, i can swim like a duck
oh sh~t, switch up the beat, yo
what that’s crazy, i’ve never heard this beat before
alright, crodie (oh, oh)
b~tch i’m from toronto, nah i’m just kidding (yeah)
with my microphone i be fiddlin’ (yeah)
don’t got adhd
i just can’t sit still like a tree (yeah)
i’m smokin’ on this tree
smokin’ a cigarette and drinkin’ a f~ckin four loko (yeah)
b~tch, chocolates made of cocoa
cocoa bean, y’all ‘ready know i don’t be sippin’ lean (yeah)
b~tch i’m not that f~ckin’ guy, i can put down the f~ckin’ cup
i drink soda, 7~up
it’s pretty f~cking good
i ain’t from the f~cking hood (yeah)
b~tch im from the~

oh sh~t, switch up again, oh nah
b~tch im from the f~ckin’ suburbs
call it the burbs, talkin’ ’bout ap human geography
call it f~ckin’ atrophy, muscular atrophy (yeah)
call it entropy, entropy of a system
those girls, imma rizz ’em
just kidding, they don’t want me
i’m not tall, yeah, like a tree, i guess?
not even tryna rhyme, but i’m not working
i’m not on the function, b~tch, i’m not on the function
i’m not even sober (yeah)
i don’t even know, i’m a coder (yeah, yeah)
i hate f~ckin’ c~~, and i hate f~ckin’ java
talkin’ ’bout python, the best programming language (yeah, yeah)
caused me anguish (yeah, yeah)
coding’s kinda cool, sometimes, but otherwise it makes me wanna drool (yeah)
i don’t even wanna be in school (yeah)
b~tch i could graduate, i’d be pretty cool (yeah, yeah, yeah)

cuz of this heat, i’m kind of off beat (yeah, yeah)
this rap is a treat (yeah, yeah)
i’m rappin’ in this heat (yeah, yeah)
it’s like a treat (yeah, yeah)
listen to this rap (ooh)
you might think i be saying cr~p (yeah)
talkin’ ’bout cr~ppies the fish (yeah, yeah)
it’s my favourite dish (yeah, yeah)
put that b~tch in a sandwich (ooh, ooh)
talkin’ ’bout witches from minecraft (yeah, haha)
a freestyle can be a draft (yeah, yeah)
i don’t got a diary, call me anne frank (haha, yeah, yeah)
i’m just as fat as a f~cking tank (yeah)
just kidding, i’m only 170 pounds (yeah)
yeah, i’m going all these rounds (yeah)
i’m taking all these rounds (yeah)
so many shots that i’ve taken
my minds really been breakin’ (yeah)
i keep dropping the microphone
i don’t wanna be at home (yeah)

i’m rappin’ on this beat
looking at guitars, looking at the light (yeah, yeah)
it’s pretty f~ckin’ bright (yeah, yeah)
my futures pretty bright (yeah)
ooh, ooh, we’re back again (ooh, ooh)
hopin’ i go to college, sh~t is light (yeah)
my futures gonna be bright (yeah)
b~tch, i already said that
quit playing music over my track (yeah)
b~tch, you look like you’re f~ckin’ black

dj nìgger and naduzz, we’re back getting all huzz (yeah)
waitin’ for this freestyle to start, but it has
i’m from the f~ckin’ ass (yeah, yeah)
just kidding, i was born out of the v~g~n~ (yeah)
i’m not from china (yeah)
i can f~cking see
i’m not like a tree (yeah)
b~tch, just let me be (yeah)
sting me like a bee (ooh)
stings f~ckin’ hurt so please don’t that
call me cobain, call me kurt (yeah)
i’m the leader of a band
i’m full of f~ckin’ sand

get out of my closet, i’m rappin’ on this beat (yeah)
she take it like a treat (yeah)
i’m gonna f~ck you with my d~ck (yeah)
i’ll hit you with my stick (yeah)
you’ll wish you had a bic (yeah)
light up your cigarette (yeah)
b~tch my raps ain’t a threat (yeah)
imma f~ckin’ smack you down (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
make you look like a f~cking clown (yeah, yeah, yeah)
they’re gonna find you at the murder scene
beat to a pulp just like a f~cking bean (yeah, yeah)
you ain’t gonna be lookin’ like a f~cking queen (yeah, yeah)
you’re gonna be f~cking dead in a f~ckin’ puddle
all the evidence, i’m finna muddle
i’m not finna be caught (yeah, yeah)
your b~tch is a thot (yeah, yeah)
b~tch, this sh~t all a part of my plot (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

i got a f~ckin’ story, i got a f~ckin’ pledge
imma smack you with this wedge (yeah)
my allegiance you will pledge
f~ckin’ bow down
f~ckin’ bow down
to me, you look like a f~cking clown (yeah, yeah)
get on the ground (yeah)
stand up, you look like a f~cking b~tch
i be streaming, yeah that’s twitch
b~tch, i already had that bar
in a rap, i’m not finna go far (haha, yeah, yeah)
can see right through me, i’m pretty f~cking translucent
can’t even finish all my rhymes
my bars sometimes be crimes (yeah)
underage s~x, call it pedophilia (uh, uh)
i like f~ckin’ necrophilia
f~ckin’ dead bodies, yeah, it feels right (yeah)
when the police catch me, their lights be bright (yeah)
follow me on the f~cking road (oh, haha)
i’m nonverbal, like a f~cking toad (yeah, haha)
my fat raven kind of crowed (yeah)
talkin’ ’bout birds
i asked her, send me nerds
i really like candy
f~cking pop in my mouth, and then i’ll stick it down south (yeah)
yeah, then f~ck her v~g~n~, even if its from f~cking china
i don’t care if that’s sh~t crooked, it’s boutta be f~cked (yeah)
gonna f~ckin’ cum in it (yeah, yeah)

that’s pretty f~cking sick
i’m gonna f~ck her with my d~ck (yeah, haha, oh)
f~ck her in my room, f~ck in her in her room, f~ck her in the hotel bed
imma f~ck her wherever you want, my message will be read
your gonna see your sheets, they’re finna be painted red (yeah)
pop her hymen, p~ssy ass b~tch, you couldn’t even take her virginity (f~ck, f~ck)
i can’t even rhyme, like trinity (yeah, yeah)
boom
y’all ain’t even good f~ckin’ listeners
y’all can’t even understand all my f~ckin rhymes (yeah)
not all of them are crimes, goodbye
that’s naduzz on that beat
just kidding, naduzz bringing the heat
dj n~gga on the beat, yeah, for real
(was it good?)
(yeahhh)

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