Punchline3nt - Bussin

Can I introduce myself, hi
I be slicing beats into pies
My name is mister punchline
I came to hit it one time

And knock out, then clock out
I'ma have to teach lyric murder, so you better bring the chalk out
In order to stop you, I just put a chock out
And you will just pop thru, and you will see you plop out

It's urgent, you heard him, you gotta see in person, he's wordsmith, I hit em with the curved fist, then hurses, and I send em to the dirt when he lurkin

Niggas be sayin I'm hurting, I'm certain, that I keep up with the earnings, and purchases, and I got insurance, assure it, don't even think of Buglaring, we purging...Insurgents

(Blow)... just had to dust off the beat
Shit sound like 10 people stomping feet
I spazz and that's on the 3
And my fans always asking what's wrong with me

I came it get bussin, go home and tell all yo mother's, cuzins, brothers... bongo...this dudes percussion, so bustin, hold on this lady bugging

She Zzz nigga...sleeping on me still you zzzz nigga..well in yo nightmares I'ma vrrrr ..when I...pull up and chop you down pair a zzzz... Clippers
These niggas be talking that, like ain't got it yet, I just shake my head...tsssss nigga
The When I got on that, I was shocking em, like a tasing threat...zzzz nigga


Hand me a drank I get it started
Mans don't think I can party
Bands I'll get this bitch rocking
Then go back to my apartment

I came to get this bitch bussin (x8)
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