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lirik lagu uday bakshi - best indian rapper

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uday in this b-tch p-ssy rappers pack ur suitcase
every night i am in ur girls mouth like a toothpaste/

best indian rapper hommie we so diffrent
no i am not a kidnaper but your t–th go missing/

f-ck ur word play,ill catch the last letter
f-ck a better half hommie you ain’t even half better/

you got beef then bring it..i get it poppin on sight
you will get touched like your girl on the promnight/

how is it when i rhyme n0body comes closer
but like a bad camera lens i get no exposure/

ill do what i wanna, you do what ur supposed to
ill knock your f-ckin wind out like i just puched o2/

ur girl does gynatics backflips on mattress
i make her p-ssy wet and then call it a catfish/

no emcee can test me ill slap all you rap clowns
i came from the bottom you’ll never see me back down/

i spit fire and flow like a water plant
no you won’t ever see me coming like the hollow man/

hate you all you rappers you fake like a hollowgram
your chick sucks my d-ck and then i make her swollow man/

dont hate on me homie i just rhyme diffrent
put a bullet through your clock and call i it time k!lling/

break into your car to cut the f-ckin breaks off
you better take a seat like the planes about to take off/

you just brought a 9mm pistol in cash?
but i dont see your guns dont miss the gym cl-ss/

loud with my actions murders all i whisper
i make it sound cool ima a verbal air conditioner/

ax rolled a joint he was crushing weed in it
you better not ignore us like the f-ckin speed limit/

suprised to see me? oh yeah u must have been
i lift your skirts up like a motherf-ckin gust of wind/

one hundered ..i keep it real bas-m-nt
know a couple homies got my back like a rear naked/

do it for music i dont care if you dont like me
i am the most wanted poster of rap recognize me/

dont talk about how you blast hammers and k!ll
you all washed up like hands after a meal/

f-ck your music hommie no i ain’t feelin it
like an ear infection b-tch i am sick of hearin it/

leave you all burned out like a candle wax
all your rhymes fake so i call it a plastic wrap/

you know its funny how you rappers ignore me
the gaint breast of hiphop b-tch better support me/

numbing my ear drumbs stop sittin non sense
this ain’t a movie, move keys like locksmiths/

hotter than a devil you swerter than cheeecake
always am on the job, carrying wepons in a brefcase/

man your songs suck the life out like abortions
i hit em up like looking down ain’t an option/

undisputed king i ain’t never lost a battle
then i beat mysellf to it like i just boxed my shadow/

fuel my fire ..i can’t be more inspired
homie we smoke greens like a f-ckin forrest fire/

doing jujitsu and i am into them fast cars
i am in room full of wepons homie call it the arm bar/

all you rappers count your minutes ur time is up
wings on my d-ck but i still dont give a f-cking f-ck/


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