Bushido Freestyle (Bonus)

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Two shots of henny
Been a while since I drunk this many
Forgive me the confidence bestowed with in me
I get wrecklace with the hecklers
Make gestures to the jesters
Dont let them niggas gas you up you in a tesla
Yall been moving quite thru them streets
Ya been four two Doug'n I'm jack robin in my cleats
Doctor out here swabbing on my cheek
From allegations of a broad that I done freaked
Moms gave me that speech
Like they gone try to trick you out ya seat
Sometimes they gone even send a treat
Put me back up on my feet
Like I just got a loan till next week
This ain't that maze and frankie and beverly
But I'm still screaming WHOA on my intros
I been know to black on tracks
But this shit bout as dark as Lupita skin tone
Stay ten toes Head high
Lead wit ya chin like jay leno
You niggas get the memo
Move milli ah
No fake love fami-lee-uh
Shim shima yal
This ain't for pretenders nah
You know this hair is as real as it get
I been wigging wrap so tight I don't wear a bonnet
New york nigga I don't cheer for the jets
I rather fly commercial with my niggas I got dibbs on that chair to the left
Copy my last cant mirror my next
The problem is these broke niggas think I'm frontin on em I think its a flex

Niggas a die to live this life like
I tell niggas you better off dead
You gotta love yours my nigga

My pro-noun is GOD
Lemme guess ya pro-noun is me TOO
I'm flattered that you like to be my sequal
All cocky shit aside
I put it on my back like a messy pamper
Shmurda em all these killas looking like belly dancers
Telling me chill translated to coppin new freeze
Dressed in all black dripped in gold like I'm drew brees
They screaming who that who that who that who
When I pull that ay yi yi I hope you niggas bullet proof

Shit is rhetorical when I ask
Who do this better
More wins up under me
Than loose umbrellas
Black out, touch my green
Have to do something clever
Leave you red on the couch
Like a blue clues letter
Grey area, I'm floating two
Don't let the pressure bury ya
Spread like yellow fever, causing mass hysteria
Reid the last hope
Better bet on that
Hope you listen, pay attention
Like a fed phone tap
New piece crafted, add this shit
To the vocal opera
Godfather of flows
Like I'm Francis Ford Coppola
You copping pleas, cough and sneeze
Cause you ain't popular
Legend, the boy cold
Everybody knows
That's not in ya
Been immune
Since I manifested up in the womb
Been feeding these beats
Y'all eat it up like chicken food
Got the sickest brew
That don't mix well with shit you do
Telling my life story
You just out here pitching woo
Shed tears while writing
Know its something magical
Couple of breakdowns
I owe myself a sabbatical
Then it's ascension, add goals
To the mission
Still gunning for something
This my Red dead Redemption
The scales is tipping
Like I had one too many burgers
Murder, what I commit
When I Spit, I start the purge up
Getting this bread together
Doing the money merger
Still sleeping on the god
I guess I'll buy stock in Serta
Keep having battles with myself
Saying that I'm ok, when I really need the help
I need the support, that type of shit
Will bring me wealth
Now I know all that's essential to my Health
Bred to be the one
No way can I be banned
I was in a rut
Still made the cut like Ichiban
Lychee martinis
Putting my feet down in the sand
Every hour just keep rushing
By like Ricky Tan
What happened to people really putting truth in the lines
Now they spending time to keep boosting All the lies
They stupid type of shit that quicken up Their demise
While I'm star treking round the world
Building my enterprise
When this record drop. You adding it to your playlist
In a league of our own, everything we do is major
Everybody hands up like I wave at new neighbors
Just giving y'all the scoop
Like ben and jerry new flavors
Respect the gods NIGGA

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