Killed it wit 30...now its time for 40...Check it out....I may do 50 as my last one
bcg
Lyrics
They say they ready for 40 Bars...Im ready for it
U can't comprehend my language, need to tour it/
Im all for it...Lesbian action on the counter
fucking bitches all over the world, every hour/
sour taste on your lips, reported bliss
heaveniss from the last time you kissed my dick/
Im still loving it, never doubt the indo
Smoke out the window, Im finda Blow/
Outta control like Im possessed by the exorcist
Flows need the rest to caress this Test/
and Im out your chest so good luck to the Best
when I form to Gas and proceed blowing Less/
Lethal in the silence, choke and spewing Vomit
whoever said RJB don't believe in Violence/
Still up late at night, watching Doves
and giving my sorrow, for my Undying Love/
Critics attacking me while Haters relaxing me
Viruses is hacking me while Police is tracking me/
Can't even walk down my street without hoes asking me
Are you gonna be a Rap Star...making Money/
honey your not funny...step off the dick
Cuz I sware to god, I'll smack a Bitch/
Unload wit the clip that I hold after I zip
up my pants, take a piss, now close your lips/
Crazy and zany, lyrical ammunation baby
shit when was the last time you was feeling Shady/
Im still grabbing this mic and reciting what I like
which is lighting candle light, wit a funky ass dyke/
I can switch moods in an instant, for instance
blow in your ear while kissin necks, persistent/
Hoes not resistant when it comes to being mistic
Till my brain is twisted, next, Im Sadistic/
Who wants to risk it, flip and grip it
go on a downfall like rocker Limp Biscuit/
wanna a bitch wit an ass just like J-Lo
maybe even nerdy like fuckers that play Halo/
Wake up in the morning, visualzing peace
yet I pack the heat...then load the piece/
Roll on the streets giving dealers the friendly greet
ready to compete, never witness Defeat/
careless about an individual only myself
if I was giivng the chance, I would steal your Health/
Still lurking on the outer egdes of my city
come through, creepin too, sweeping you, what a pity/
Then I still got peeps, claiming, I can't get lyrical
then same fuckers hating on my music, so typical/
mystical efforts, insisted, flames hot as Peppers
Its now or never, choosing to pull this lever/
I'll pull your spine out your back, now your able
to face the world Handicapped, fully disabled/
Facing down on this pavement, now you preying
40 Bars to scorch ya, face a new enragement/
some say Im losing my mind, psychotic defined
erotic incline, killer instinct combined/
others say, Im just a fortunate, B-More MC
they say, theres gotta be, be more to see/
factuated wit the wordplay, whats my words say
switch my music on reverse, Judgement Day/
Its a New Era, smooth wearing, this Crown
no mistakes, everything I take, this Round/
Still got 10 more bars, of lyrical catastrophies
Im lasting see, this beat, it keeps on harrasing me/
carcuses of human flesh, humane till death
pertain to perplex, refrain my breathe/
start scratching for the surface, Im worthless
whats my purpose, time to close the curtains/
Retracing my steps, searching till I collapse
relapse, mind traps, drugs running Laps/
egoes can't afford, from the lord, another loss
they Twist and cross, on the tracks, of Hotsauce/
got Twyce biting, copy writing, nothing but Proof
its even more fucked up when u can't believe The Truth/
I get mistreated at times and they wonder why
its a pondering time, why don't hit u rewind/
don't u listen, Im regreting that Sin
I wanted ya'll to feel me, thats why I was "Letting You In"/
Taking kindness for weakness, never gonna repeat this
my tracks like my verbal raps is heating this/
Im coming to my sences, ready to settle the score
killed the 30, now its my time to release 40 Bars//