Klorblekt - Holdin' more bars than a prisoncell
Aiight, listen well, I ain't the guy who would kiss 'n tell/
Still though, I'm holdin' more bars than a prisoncell/
Rugged rhymes, but I won't rap about thugs and crimes/
pimps and hoes, chronic, graffiti or drugs and wines/
And I'm not fit, I'm not crazy or outrageous/
I'm the type of guy who complains about loud neighbours/
Still bringin' my rhymes, since the beginning of time/
I'll try to focus, breathe deep and continue my life/
Cause I know I rule this place, all the fools and gays/
nodding their heads to my shit til' they cant' move for days/
I can take out all of you, so fear my scheme/
I'm fed up with your bullshit, so hear my scream/
Why would I even listen to you, you've been rejected since bith/
And I'm gonna drop bars 'til I get the respect I deserve/
I bring so much thunder, I'm considerer to be better than Thor/
So fuck you, gimmie my throne, let us settle the score/
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