Realm Reality - 106 & Park’s The Backroom lyrics

rate me

Check!

Check!

Sway said

Imma rapping these rappers

Trying to rap with the fact

That I rap in and act

Let me kick a verse on this track

Salute the pop and the groupies

That hack the Loubie

Like a pack of reporters watching the movie

My promptitude

Now the quicker the blood

But the beat is pepper with slugs

And the rest ingested the drug

Like the rest would matter with love

We above all that fake shit

So change up

Thinking they fly

But at best I’m severing bugs

I’m designed to squash every neutral

And feed you poodles

To foot grinders

With candles lit

Let me speak my voodoo

This grind more

If you didn’t know

A fish who flows

Fuck the shows

Keep it between my dick and mistletoe

Happy holidays baby

You fucking swavy

Your father hating

Is probably ‘cause your mama rescinds you

I’m the Kid from pusher Brooklyn

To frame the picture

Where they drained the kitchen

With flamed-up twister

Be with youngers

The peak of honey

The beat confronted

A pack of wolves that would

Eat your stomach

To teach the summit

Catch a five miss a...

Every verse is a Bible

Boss display I’m a rival

Arriving time the disposal

He think he’s someone

You and your girls is bugging

And Brooklyn’s like Lena Dunham

BET started cooking in stead of E

At the Getti museum where bouncers are ready

Getting on feet

Testing and blasting streets

I’m like Ken Riffe and Cleats

Just better whenever I leave

I’m a veteran dressed like a he

No rapper to scare me

Like Ryan Reynolds can burry

Die like Lacy Terry!