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Lyrify.me

R.E.P by Rex Pharaoh Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2012

REX PHARAOH:
I don't really know much
But fuck it , I seem to know enough
That none of you motherfuckers will be up on this stuff
That me and my crew roll rugged in the rough
Strut like a cock, who never gave any fucks
Its tough living this life like a fucking animal
Gave away my fucking sanity as part of the collateral
Sucking on some lemonade to wash away the adderall
You faggots moving backwards, while im just swerving lateral
Into a ditch, because I was fucking wasted
Racing past some pigs, that were munching on some bacon
With a ragged bitch, who likes to think im really famous
I hide behind the lies, because this lifes a little dangerous
And I'm intimidated, can't deal with the consequence
Shred bed wetters and thick heads with off dissent
Flex texts bested when next to the pokedex
Lest not forget to ask for the girls consent

Its obvious, that I need some medication
Calm the fuck down maybe try some meditation
Or melt my flesh off from bathing in radiation
Then sacrifice whats left in some sacred incantation
Faggots claim to playing straight on the aces
But I flush them out spraying faeces on their faces
Night light vision tighter then Tyson's laces
With the sloppy cock boxers bossin the off fragrance
Yo!
Baphomet met me in the back alley
Baffled at the fact that I could be so fucking crazy
Graze in a daze for days its amazing
That at this current second its my music that you're playing
I'm caked in like the cum of kimberleys ass crack
Playing with my cloths and animal snapbacks
Harassing matrades to give me a lap dance
Blast n-e-r-d while grasping at flashbacks
And fuck rap, cus I'm a mother fucking ninja
Storming in your home with some motherfucking nunchucks
Busting nuts in cups then I'll serve it up with hot sauce
Nonchalantly dancing in bath tub with piranhas
You can laugh all you want, But I keep it accurate
While your driving back to class in your parents acura
Im cruising down the street in a fleet on a girl deck
Standing next to P, blasting cheese onto her neck

Lets hop in the x-wing im bringing the homies with me
Fucking thrash around until im mother fucking 50
Its nifty, when no one takes you serious
Fumes in the room got bitches delirious
See I'm furiously searching like a hounding fox
For a gundam tracksuit and hylian hightops
Swankier then you cup my balls and my cock
Boys club banner, shout out to livestock
Now shut your bitch up before I fucking smack her
Altered fucking minds, now thats whats fucking up cracker
No pens and paper I carve shit out with a scalpel
Into the flesh of all the haters and the doubters
Wounds oozing cyanide and radium
While I'll be breaking faces outside of the stadium
You can't tame him, crashing the golden sabian
Till the sound cracks through your motherfucking cranium
And I'm an alien, came alone from another planet
Crashed in your backyard causing all sorts of damage
I have a slight advantage hiding within these bandages
Flow so sick leave you begging for an ambulance
The cannabis is dank, as the homies smoking
Don't fucking fix shit if it ain't broken
While your stacking up your goodwoods adding numbers to your Jordans
I'll be flexing to the next mexicans who came across the border

Just play that shit out
Damn
Just play that shit out
That shit is played