Holy Beautiful Bars, Batman! (Do Ya Like Remix) Lyrics

[Hook: x2]
Baby girl, you know what I want
Let me do it to ya, do it to ya
Let me do ya like uh, uh, uh..

[Verse 1]
Preferably, I surgically pick out a beat that's dirty, see?
Ever heard of me? Well, hello, bro, let's cut the common courtesy
Take my words and insert it here, you bitches don't deserve this treat
Search for a seat, now sit your ass down, I'm preachin' this church you see
It's hurtin' me, bitches ain't feelin' my stuff the nerve of these motherfucks
While they listenin' to half-baked shit, cause it's hits, they prefer all of these other fucks

These others suck, when will they learn? Alec will somehow fuckin' earn
Some damn respect, spittin' that fire till you suffer from some third degree burns
You other rappers don't rap fly, but you're fucking plain, not gonna lie
One, two, three, I always 'tri,' I'm on a roll, wanna fucking die?
Get it wanna fucking 'di?' Alec, you're my fucking guy
I'm Asian, but this hip-hop competition will never be a 'Thai.'
I got crooked teeth, better brace yourself, I make fake rappers hate themselves
Your face will melt when you hear my bars, I keep shit up like a fuckin' belt
You fuckin' dealt my last few blows, got more dope songs comin' out my hole
Out my soul, that's how I do it here, make smart songs, on an honor roll

[Hook: x2]
[During Hook]
Uh oh. What have we done? This is A.R.E.S.I.T.A.L.M.N.O.P 23529
We are getting confirmation that Verse 2 is eminent, take cover, go into your house
Hide in the basement. This is very hazardous. Verse 2 will infect you
[Verse 2]
I can rap fast watch me keep the flow up, while you fuckers throw up
And you screamin', "oh fuck," while your speakers blow up
Tell you fuckers no luck, need a tow truck, drank soda and I'm so "drunk."
Call me fuckin' homo, that's means I am a 'genus,' I'm the fuckin' meanest
I'm the fuckin' keenest, you fuckers never seen this, you bitches never dreamed this
I'm doin' fast raps, can you fuckers all believe it?

[Interruption]
Holy beautiful bars, Batman! We made it! We did it... uh oh

Erection infection, all up in my section
No one wants to fuck with me, even though I got protection

Election, now, I'm running for the president!
It's evident, irrelevant, I'm riding on an elephant

I'm silent with the violence, see me, close your eye lids
You got a fucking tyrant on your hands whenever I spit
I spin it for a minute, when I spit it, fuckin' win it
Never fucking stopping, like two circles, I'm infinite
Rapping with braces made my mouth bleed
So I got blood flow, I was wondering
This song's a stroke of genius, am I blundering?
Get it, get it? Never mind, all you bumbling

Sunny D and Ramen, G. That's the fucking recipe
On your street, like sesame, mess with me you S O B
Wrestle me, like lyrically, I literally wrestle beats
Rest you freak, mentally, I am a different entity

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Alec remixes Childish Gambino’s “Do Ya Like,” which samples Adele’s “Melt My Heart To Stone.”

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