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    "Get A Bar Bandwagon" Lyrics

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    [Verse 1: Ruslan]
    I'll spark it off
    Not afraid to spark it off
    I'm a colony of savages that eat alive anyone popping off
    I've been about that in and out
    Share my thoughts still logging off
    I'm just here till the dinner's out
    Ya my free meal
    That don't cost these rappers a Per Diem
    They stacking up in my DM
    They got a whole lot to say
    But introvert when they see them
    I'm going to make your swallow your words
    Force feed you till you throw up
    Because I'm really the guy you really want to be whenever you grow up
    And I mastermind like half the time
    Hard to see the path that I'm on
    I don't pacify the asinine attitude of those who lack gratitiude
    And bat them by my lack of self-control like my appetite
    Whenever it starts passing nine PM
    Enter at your own risk into the colliseum
    If you really want to see a pristine specimen of an Eastern European
    MCing in season on these bozos
    My bank account is just fine
    And I don't really need the promo
    Or photocopy of any sloppy emcee in a hotel lobby
    Trying to make small talk like we friends
    Even though it's so obviously not what it is
    What option is this
    Since I'm already sending you boys
    Maybe I should adopt you as kids
    Bottom line is I'm a timeless idol for your very mind
    So don't you ever speak out of turn or even come off out of line
    I'm at a time my idle mind is what a serpent will crush
    And for that very same reason that's why my faith ain't a crutch

    [Verse 2: John Givez]
    Wish I could oogle my users to true belief
    In about two years it'll be proven the dude was me
    Who could just groove with this mood and land anywhere
    On the snare and stare at the kick
    Like I missed what you do to me
    I'm just doing my duty
    Indubitably
    Who put this crew together so intuitively
    I say God
    We ease on down the road like this was Wizard of Oz
    A-clicking all my heels
    Hollywood is calling and they talking about some deals
    Dealing with the type of pressure that could make a diamond feel so defined
    Still will Kill Bill thrills on my mind
    And all these rappers on my plate
    They like the rib to my prime
    Ooh, Gluttony
    Good Religion cover me
    Going in the Guiness Book of Records for this utterly disrespectful flow
    An intellectual introspective perpetual player
    With plenty time to say just what's on my mind
    Now listen this abracadaver fabric is in my skin
    They say we born to lose but boy we built to win
    I peep the morning news
    The world about to end
    I told my girl I've got to get up on the road
    And make a dent
    I might just make a praising tent
    Like King David and sing praises
    And leave pages of history for little babies
    Rock of Ages
    Rocking stages
    Stop your hating and
    Show your boy some love
    I got a special calling and it's sent from up above

    [Verse 3: Beleaf]
    It's the return of the pillow snatchers
    Some would call us fiends
    Using pillow cases as napkins
    While eating up your dreams
    Thirst trapping Billie Jean
    Let that holy water burn
    Too bad all these rappers I'm shunning ain't on my tax return
    I turn spare time into quality time
    Follow me blind
    I fish for men
    Who cares who biting my line
    I'm giving them back to God
    I could give rap a heart
    Having a heart of a father is taking me further than I ever thought I would
    But should have known better than when your were brought up in Baltimore
    Ya I'm from Baltimore
    Where they learn you about the art of war
    And it go overboard in Oceanside
    Please don't hold onto my utensils G
    They ask for bars and I gave you a penitentiary
    My Sharpy Pen and pencil be the key to chastity
    How dare you laugh at me
    See I never ask to be
    But pass me the baton like we was taking turns on Rodney King
    Rap lives matter
    Man it's such a conspiracy
    This ain't no equal opportunity
    Punk, this bar history month
    Remember me
    Remember me like the disciplines you would get
    You know whippings where they make you pick the switches from the tree
    And they hit you till it bleeds
    And it itches and it stings
    But they sit you in the kitchen while you sniffling and make you eat
    Remember me
    I'll beat you and feed you and teach you to walk away from evil
    And leave you in disbelief
    Don't diss Beleaf on the bandwagon
    There's no seats for rappers who want to ride along
    There's only space up underneath
    Under the bus
    This song was submitted on November 28th, 2016.
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