Jakk Frost - Beards R Us lyrics

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Feat Freeway, Malik B & Tana Da Beast

This is hip hop progression, lyrical abuse

Of a new deadly weapon, the west philly version

Of a-track brown

Old school when I spit it, with that 8-track sound

Destroying competition is the subject of my composition

Upping nices, like may, stop look and listen

Upping rappers in submissions with my premonitions

Leave them like pete rock, over you, reminiscing

Niggas is bitching, my trigga finger is itchin,

My metaphors is crack, the studio’s the kitchen

Frost, see the gold man, welcome to the frozen fouls

The chose one, like Eddie Murphy in the golden child

Minus the leather Kufi, y’all niggas is really goofy

You be worshiping Gucci, I’m worshipped as a Suni

You be worshipin' Bedunia, this is your paradise

Angel of death will have you shoot like a pair of dice

Most of these new way rappers is overrated

And every bar that come out they mouth is fabricated

And when I say it’s garbage, niggas say that I hated

Blow out candles like the birthday cake, happy belated

Lyrically, I’m seasoned, my words is marinated

Me and Frost from the same blood line but not related

We never say a word, whenever interrogated

So many bars in our battle, leave niggas incarcerated

Same niggs who pumped you up gonn get you deflated

The big city get you dick heads castrated

Y’all niggas don’t listen, how many times I gotta say it

He on paper, don’t fuck with him, that’s the rules of engagement

My man Meek said Tana I heard you falling off

I go to work when all these niggas calling off

It’s a cocktail party and I’m serving the Molotov’s

The flow so tight, I should be yelling mazel tov

Ball so hard, I got a charlie horse

I’m in the hood serving niggas like a volley ball

Couple niggas is hating on me and it’s prolly on

I catch the beat and ride the track like a trolley car

Beard gang wolf pack I’m the alpha male

In that Audi 87 letting the fish tail

I’m in the kitchen frying flounder, fish scale

I bring it back to the oils then Watch the shit sell

So many waves on my head, you can see a ship sail

If I cock it, im faster than Rocket, Ishmail

Yo, my dialog will hit niggas like iron rods

I’m applying bars that hang and bang the final straw

This marathon like Farrkahn in the final call

Go to the fucky, sucking you grip me up a china Doll

You are cocaine and I am raw,

brick to a minor ball

This beard gang take a supplier yall

I open mouths with a wire jaw, you yell when the quiet roar

Was tied up on the cell when desire called

And on the tear the stamp is always sampled out

Look pussy, built like a horse, so you get trampled out

Exampled Out, Calm Down yo what you amped about?

????? Shit on the road, so get the pampers out

Beard gang, we eat rappers, I bring my apron out

Like the ceiling, we in the building, y’all niggas camping out

We cold lamping in the mansion in the Hamptons

In the hammock with your Mrs., got your main chick trampin' out

She know she ain’t coming out, if she crampin' out

I’m a ghetto boy, I rap a lot but I don’t dance a lot

Niggas bring that heating out, we’ll be waiting outside

Bullets flying, sling the iron like I’m lancelot

Just freedom of speech, I be speakin' what I think about

House clean, car clean, but I gotta stink them out

Test me, call Uncle Sus to bring them Hatians out

Cross me, get Yung E to bring them 'Ricans out

Same mouth that you speaking out

You be leaking out,

Blood like the faucet on, plus all of your teeth is out

I’m a boss, so I floss in that, dual exhaust 654 door new features out

Nigga ever try to creep me, I bring them creatures out

Jungle boys, we squeeze, even when police is out

Summer Street, 8th Street, Marshall Street Aki's that ride till our peeps is out, plus we got them pieces out

Beard gang, it’s the fully chapter, can’t forget about

My NY Aki's, ohio, and the dirty south

Michigan Aki's, C.I.G.M. Midwest, West Coast AKi's got the Purple Out

All these new rappers not thugs, they nerds, bunch of herbs gettin blunted, it's a hundred Steve Urkel's Out

Hold up, hold up, hold up, fray, you can’t be giving all these bars away

Just for freedom of speech man

We still gotta hit em with beard gang volume 1

Then you gotta say something for beard gang volume 2

The beards in the building volume 1,

Beard gang everywhere, yeah, bang, bang

Everywhere beard gang, from philly to Brooklyn,

To Atlanta, to Chicago, to Va, to L.A.

Jersey, to the middle east,

Egypt, libia, Saudi Srabia, Tunisia, abu dabbi

South London, Germany, beard gang everywhere

France, Pakistan, Morocco, beard gang everywhere

Palestine, dubai, beards r us, Istanbul, beards r us.

Thanks to Serch for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Philly for correcting these lyrics