Bruce Willis ft. Kulent Beats Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I wish you'd give your gimmick back, talkin' this and that, flippin' packs
Behind the scene, y'all are lickin' sacks, Of aristocrats, what type of shit is that
You was never, you was never fuckin' livin' that
Constant friction, contradictions You know we don't sponsor fiction
I'm on a mission, with a conqueror's vision Now who this, blue chip, bunch of loose lips
Here's a fuckin' glue stick Sign and seal, you better skate
Cause we grind for real, my timeless rhymes appeal
To a divine designers will, Unbreakable, and Bruce Willis wouldn't go and kill us
You better Split when we pass, fuck a dash You'll be hittin' the Glass, you wanna ride or hide
And no, that ain't the way it goes
Ayo, fill us up, gas
And you still suck ass
Human Centipede and nah, your illusions never enter me
Go sell a dream to a mentally unhealthy teen
While you prey on the confused, you laying the fuse
Keep sayin' it's lit, while these dreams blowin' straight into bits
Your brain keeps on decayin' and shit
I'm the mind flayer, rhyme sayer, slayin' this shit
Your time came in the wind, so tell me what's your next step
You training to failure, well here's your next rep
You chose to flex, that is a hopeless quest I rep for those that know what's next
I'm a new breed, Bruce Lee Mixed with the blood of a Fugee
Kickin' the facts, this is my magnum opus type of focus
And you know the Score, sit back and relax
Facts
If you gotta get it done, you know you callin' Dave Grymm, motherfucker
Cause I'm number one, Dave Grymm
You're not Him, you're not top ten
I am locked in
If you gotta get it done, you know you callin' Dave Grymm, motherfucker
The hottest under the sun
And no, you're not Him, you're not Grymm
You're not top ten
I am locked in