Cover art for 100 Bars to Quit by Spamuel

100 Bars to Quit

Jan. 11, 20141 viewer

100 Bars to Quit Lyrics

You even know how the game works boy
I can find better beats by simon with a toy
Oy I ain't even pull my toys out
So don't scream and shout
When you can't handle a bout
You don't even know about
So maybe you take the bitch route
Handle you like Russians handle krauts
You just sit there and pout
While I pour another Guinness stout rollin papers
Burnin kush
like rappers
You're useless like used wrappers
Blowin this up like a sapper
I'm the shit they pull you out tha crapper
Call you a bitch like lap her
Picked the beat because I'm a trapper
Check what you're after
Leave you hangin from the rafters that'll keep you high
They hear you on the beat they sigh
Hear me they vibin
Becausin everybody know I'm ridin
Reppin dunmore on loop
You still claiming east side like snoop
When you probably never had to stoop
Sittin in a warm house findin your raps in alphabet soup
Already fled prep like a coop
Might as well follow suit with this bout
The beats maybe two strikes but you made three so you're out
Add another and you've gone south cause it sucks
Actin like you don't give a fuck
When you know the words hit like a pickup truck

To bad you can't duck me
Cause my words electrifying like lighting struck me
You gotta be sayin fuck me by now
Knocked you over like a cow
This slaughter got you like how

Be ready to bow because I'm in it for the game
And you just another lame motherfucker goin for fame
Just so somebody I'll remember your name

You ain't even gonna get the same type of love macklemore get
But don't you fret atleast brooke loves you
O wait she ain't wit you anymore
I guess she wanted more

Either way prepare these lines are gonna have you on the floor when I'm done
You wanna know why it's fun
So you better hope you run better than you rap
Except you already answered that one what a poor sap

Better change your cap because my snapback is a whip crack
You've been sacked but there is no safety
And that's fifty ain't that nifty
And it ain't stoppin at sixty

I'm risky but rewarded
You're just a plan that got thwarted
Check between A and C and you'll see plan that got sorted out
Opps guess you found out
Better get ready for you to shout you fucking prick
To bad my ryhmes to slick for that
The red horns on my hat tell ya I'm from hell
You're getting into a corner ain't even fours and you're in a cell
Hope the bell bike is steady on X cause that's the only explanation for your actions
BMX the closest you come to skills like dmx
Probably don't know what the Pyrex for
Or how to paddle up shit's creek without a paddle
Saddling to get straddled what you're best at
Don't even need a bat to bring you your knees
I'll just drop shit that stings like bees
This flow the cold breeze that hits like a disease
I'm doin this with ease
If I jingle keys it'll sound better than your beats
Enough heat on this you think it's the july beat down
I'm making sure by the time you post another it's with a frown
About how come I won't spread love you don't get a crown with doves
So my loves are stronger than the hate I spread
That's why my rhymes bring the bread
Get your head checked cause semi just wrecked ya
I didn't go old school otherwise I woulda decked ya
At least I ain't pullin the teks
Just cashin checks

You survin this as likely as pullin bodies from the titanic wreck
I'm beating you done llike I'm in a mech suit
If I want a hoot I'll just look at you profile pic
You pretending to be in the same league as me as likely as cutting my dick off

Because I'm the only one who's got talent to expose that you're soft
And I'm harsh like a smokers cough

Probably found you dead in a loft after this
But if you still think you can rap I'm gonna turn into lara croft
And that's gonna be hassle to get off my watch
Because you faker than Pamela's tits

Next I'll be gonna to take your face off startin with the zits
Hit so you have to react or be inglorious
And if you do ill take care of you like the bastards and won't miss

This slit the wrists of your career
Like a deer in the scope

Dope is what comes in and out
Bet you're filled with doubt now

Gonna be so wowed at the end that's what'll be
As everyone sees because of me

Poser ridin em's D
Doesn't do controversy
Only nursy rhymes

And the only dymes you got in your pocket
This rocket just leveled you
So go ahead try and sue
I dare you

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January 11, 2014
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