Earthworm and Clēsh - abuncharaps (feat. Dumb Luck)

Toe to toe boy it ain't even close
Think you own the stage the crowd only came for the roast
Like a nicotine fiend guess you came for the smoke
How you think they'll react when they paid to see you choke?
That's a whole lotta refunds
For fucking round with me and Dumb
Cold every season
Round these parts when we come
You get beat-un like a dusty rug that's guaranteed,
Ummm
What else? You's a bitch I call 'em like i see 'em
Y'all remind when i park the car beneath a tree
Always gettin shitted on every day of the week
My pen resembling a blade when i speak
I cut ya head off it hit the floor now you facing defeat
Look ya'll, I'm just not the guy you ignore
You a beach bum talking waves but I never seen you leave the shore
Look around all I see is nuts, beef, and cheese galore
Display 'em then filet 'em like a charcuterie board
Yeah,
I'm a fancy type of man kid
Any verse you wrote I could write better left-handed
Hope you have babies cause someday I'll want grandkids
Teach the little fuckers what a little bitch they dad is
Over here this is where you point them cameras
Here to whoop some ass ya'll done opened up a canister
I'm bad as shit why ya'll put me with these amateurs
Dick is twice the size if i only measure the diameter
Wage war for nothin' but the satisfaction though
Here to hurt the rappers treating stages like a fashion show
Kill a foe bonus points if i snag they hoe
When they blowing me it look like they holding a saxophone
I should be thanking you that's the honest gist kid
I'm in the kitchen cooking while you washing all them dishes
Without people like you I couldn't do what I was made to do
Shoutout wack pussies and the rappers they been praying to
Uh
Ya boy Dummy
What up Clēsh
What up Worm
Let's burn this shit
I'm sick of fraudulent artists who lack and audience talking to me
Cause I've been the king since I fucking started this
These peasants just some fodder who bother me with their politics
Cutting their throat, just like the barber on eastern promises
Harboring vicious tendencies, menacing, wicked, monstrous
Tell ya to sleep with fishes and lead ya to where the harbor is
Honestly I'm a villain, came killing and conquering
Slaughtering competition and pissing on top they coffin lid
I'm not the kid you want a problem with, believe me
Old school like 3D Mario and Luigi
But I ain't playing games homie I'm playing for keeps
So don't be playing with me or I will, lay you to sleep
Talk is cheap but these hands, you could get em for free
And it's hard to biter when you, missing teeth
So if you see me on the streets just leave me alone
Whole team full of carnivores and we eat the bones
Mo'fucka' y'all some blood sucking sucker ass rappers
Your crew full of squares like a lumberjack pattern
Y'all are strange like the cumber patch actor
And your pants on wrong dawg, everything you run is ass backwards
I don't know what you speaking out the side of your face for
Bitch you couldn't grind if you were trying to skateboard
Wage war with anybody talking that shit
Cause when the body bag zip you'll be the one that they pray for
Make more money make moves or don't show up
Glow up and get your doh up, I'm trying to blow up
Show nuff', the No glove, bare knuckle hustle
I ain't nothing but some trouble bust yo' mother fucking bubble
Goodie gumdrops, the suns not shining when I'm spitting
Shit that's so hot, you need some sunblock to try and listen
Getting burnt up, your verses suck and y'all ain't worth much
Looking sloppy trying to copy all the shit that me and worm does
Bitch

Written by:
JAMES MCEVOY, Mark Baker

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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