Batta batta by MattRRuiz Lyrics

I’m a problem you must worry bout
Never solve him you’re too slow hurry now
Getting spicy like some curry now
Feelings what are those? they buried down
Merry round, goes the flows they thought he was a clown
They rot while I’m off chasing the crown
They got what they earned sitting wishing waiting around
Jokes on you now you facing that clown
Every morning in the mirror on the way to take a piss in the mound
No kiss from this hound
Piss on you like the ground
Miss when you shoot your aim is out of bound
Jane keep me out of town
Never out of loud
Pull the lever boobie traps like Data
3 strikes ya out batta batta
Tree lights ain’t talking Santa
Feed mice with my stanzas
Steal knife with my standards
Weed life with no steams bruh
Every bar some is some advice that I lend ya
Bleed life through the pen bruh