"STYLE" | MONDAY BARS 51A (PROD. tashi32)

MONDAY BARS 51A - Got on a GODHANDUSA Phonk type beat for the second to last week of MONDAY BARS. I had to dig for a looooooong time to find this beat, and it's a shame cuz this is dope and different from the same old shit people are doing. It's a shame YouTube doesn't put these producers higher up, but hey maybe I can bring some attention to them, even if it's just a little.

Let me know what you think!
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🎹(PROD. tashi32)
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VISUALS:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=crEz8i6oVpI

LYRICS:

This cracker crack ya head got you lookin’ like a crackhead
Face stapled ‘n plastic no braces, brackets
Knockout blows backhand, pop ya nose like blackhead
Any race get the snack, want a taste? Ask bitch

If you don’t listen my fist ya kissin’ hits I’m never missin’
Can’t be fixed by no surgery nurse or physician
I’m on a murder spree your turn to see the church ‘n mortician
If I leave you livin’ you wishin’, dream of driftin’ from life
You in a NIGHTMARE, uh uh, gon’ see the light
Got you white scared, pale like you already die
That’s right man, my hands land like panther bites
All ‘em hide or ran ain’t gonna be no fight
This no different ya finished like Mortal Kombat 6 bitch
Uh, yea, words will cause ya ass to trip
In yea head like a finisher, ya bones gettin’ brittler
The diss connects like Comcast internet

Ya damned son, meet ya maker and he handsome
Lead in these hands and I think I’m gonna hand some
I get offers of head from randoms but I get off to ya death, bitch ya head for ransom
I’m a phantom son, I ain’t worried on no fandom
Got brain ya hoe blowin’, raisin’ spirits
I get her dancin’ hands in the air track slammin’
I get you dancin’ hands in the air with a handgun

That my anthem, man I’m feelin’ champion
Only KO hits like I’m feedin’ ‘em Ambien
Run defeats on they ass, uh, yea, stampede ‘em
Cut down competition like my hands full Adamantium

I either leave their jaw hangin’ or all wired
In awe or speechless, either audience or retired
Should be obvious I always kill, bitches still tryin’
No more stitches, write ya will bitch cuz you dyin’

This cracker crack ya head got you lookin’ like a crackhead
Face stapled ‘n plastic no braces or brackets
Knockout blows backhand, pop ya nose like a blackhead
Any race get the snack, want a taste? Ask bitch