[GUY:] Things Have Just Started. [Berni Mac:] Here I am MotherFvcker..Here I Am.. Told You I Was Coming Didnt I Tell Ya? YEAHHH!! [Bliss:] AHh Sh1t, I Think We Just Fvcked Up The Industry, Cuz Every Tall D1ck And Dumb Cunt Is Dissing B l-i-s-s Plus Eso N Izm, So This Is Detecated To You,So You Best Go And Listen, Now... Dont You Try To Tell Me What Hip Hop Is Not, You Dont Own That MotherFvck, Man You Got Its Pops, Im Gunna Chop The Crops,Im Gunna Cop The Rocks, Im Gunna Cock The Glock, And There Gunna Pop The Shot, But Us All Were Gunna Do Is Gunna Rock The Spot, He Have To Trot,Its Not Are Fault We Top The Lot, You Just Cant Hack it Can You?YOu Lost The Plot, SO Put Your Whack Album Out And Imma Watch It Flop, So Calm My Cock,And Quit Acting Tough, You Mad At Us, Cuz At a Show You Lack The Punch, To Pack At Cunts, And Hear More Then Act At Once, With Every Front Row Minger Trying To Snatch Your Nuts Ya Rapping Sucks, Ya Faggots Chumps The Facts Are Rough, Imma Sell Out Man That Just Cracks Me Up, So Back The Fvck,Up The Lessons When You Step To Me, And Dont You Dare Every Question Try My Intergreity, Even Your Means Diss Is Like A Harmless Joke, Dude Im Right Here Quit Dissing A Bar Of Soap, You Farmets Choke Knowing My Style Is Ill, You Can Hate Us All You Want But You Can Deny The SKill, So Fire At Will,And Any Song You Tired Still, Wont Even Affect Me, And A Smile And Chill, So Please Its Over, Someone Give Me A Drum Roll, You Numb Skulls, Can Take Right Straight Up The Bum Hole, [Chorus: Bliss] Hit Me Hit Me High.. Hit Me Hit Me Low... It Dont Really Matter Cuz You Know Were Gunna Grow Its Working... [Scratches] [Verse 2: Eso] You see bliss n eso's back and thats a ganranteed banger if you havn't seen us than you havn't seen hammers hit concrete and then bloom somthing beautiful coz this song means theres no room for the usual so get off my gonads im proud and broke where my head is a notepad in a cloud of smoke jealous rats in the city they no i'm king cause i remodel the world with the flow i bring see you rap for the cash and i pitty your job my styles wild like a child from the city of god and eso's head space is something you cant touch head bobin to me is like fuckin with hard drugs in the parked trucked (yeah) livin it up with my state to state crews not givin a fuck we stay fresh even when shit gets so bad that we gotta be those fathers for kids with no dads and thats how we bust and build this put my heart in a track bro touch the real shit theres no word to describe how real its been but it feels like flyin down steep hilss in wheelie bins i did it my way i self promote this aint bentleys parked out the fr ont of wealthy homes this is for those who's words aren't usually heard who can grab that mic and bloody prove what there worth i'm not a player at a picnic with my biscuit cocked im not the type to ass kiss the boss im that blackout that wipes out like fifty blocks that middle finger up kids give the cops Chorus: Bliss] Hit Me Hit Me High.. Hit Me Hit Me Low... It Dont Really Matter Cuz You Know Were Gunna Grow Its Working... [Scratches] X4 Thanks to Ryan and Mark for these lyrics Thanks to Mark for these lyrics
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Copy to Clipboard: [GUY:] Things Have Just Started. [Berni Mac:] Here I am MotherFvcker..Here I Am.. Told You I Was Coming Didnt I Tell Ya? YEAHHH!! [Bliss:] AHh Sh1t, I Think We Just Fvcked Up The Industry, Cuz Every Tall D1ck And Dumb Cunt Is Dissing B l-i-s-s Plus Eso N Izm, So This Is Detecated To You,So You Best Go And Listen, Now... Dont You Try To Tell Me What Hip Hop Is Not, You Dont Own That MotherFvck, Man You Got Its Pops, Im Gunna Chop The Crops,Im Gunna Cop The Rocks, Im Gunna Cock The Glock, And There Gunna Pop The Shot, But Us All Were Gunna Do Is Gunna Rock The Spot, He Have To Trot,Its Not Are Fault We Top The Lot, You Just Cant Hack it Can You?YOu Lost The Plot, SO Put Your Whack Album Out And Imma Watch It Flop, So Calm My Cock,And Quit Acting Tough, You Mad At Us, Cuz At a Show You Lack The Punch, To Pack At Cunts, And Hear More Then Act At Once, With Every Front Row Minger Trying To Snatch Your Nuts Ya Rapping Sucks, Ya Faggots Chumps The Facts Are Rough, Imma Sell Out Man That Just Cracks Me Up, So Back The Fvck,Up The Lessons When You Step To Me, And Dont You Dare Every Question Try My Intergreity, Even Your Means Diss Is Like A Harmless Joke, Dude Im Right Here Quit Dissing A Bar Of Soap, You Farmets Choke Knowing My Style Is Ill, You Can Hate Us All You Want But You Can Deny The SKill, So Fire At Will,And Any Song You Tired Still, Wont Even Affect Me, And A Smile And Chill, So Please Its Over, Someone Give Me A Drum Roll, You Numb Skulls, Can Take Right Straight Up The Bum Hole, [Chorus: Bliss] Hit Me Hit Me High.. Hit Me Hit Me Low... It Dont Really Matter Cuz You Know Were Gunna Grow Its Working... [Scratches] [Verse 2: Eso] You see bliss n eso's back and thats a ganranteed banger if you havn't seen us than you havn't seen hammers hit concrete and then bloom somthing beautiful coz this song means theres no room for the usual so get off my gonads im proud and broke where my head is a notepad in a cloud of smoke jealous rats in the city they no i'm king cause i remodel the world with the flow i bring see you rap for the cash and i pitty your job my styles wild like a child from the city of god and eso's head space is something you cant touch head bobin to me is like fuckin with hard drugs in the parked trucked (yeah) livin it up with my state to state crews not givin a fuck we stay fresh even when shit gets so bad that we gotta be those fathers for kids with no dads and thats how we bust and build this put my heart in a track bro touch the real shit theres no word to describe how real its been but it feels like flyin down steep hilss in wheelie bins i did it my way i self promote this aint bentleys parked out the fr ont of wealthy homes this is for those who's words aren't usually heard who can grab that mic and bloody prove what there worth i'm not a player at a picnic with my biscuit cocked im not the type to ass kiss the boss im that blackout that wipes out like fifty blocks that middle finger up kids give the cops Chorus: Bliss] Hit Me Hit Me High.. Hit Me Hit Me Low... It Dont Really Matter Cuz You Know Were Gunna Grow Its Working... [Scratches] X4 Thanks to Ryan and Mark for these lyrics Thanks to Mark for these lyrics
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