🎵 Paid in Full (Freestyle Attempt) // by Bitsa-Boy

1 ContributorPaid in Full (Freestyle Attempt) Lyrics I tear off your limbs then i gut you like a fish While you scream my name out, stop mr devilish As i said i practiced rapping in my own room So if you ask me when i’ll release an EP i’ll say quite soon Not released heat in a while since my minute and half freestyle It’s the double B style, Dighomi G style, shoot out your tes-ticals Pour out a bit of wine it’s my time to shine Tryna get into the game but your card decline There’s a need for alarm when i’m in your area Cuz i start a fight and kill like a barbarian Like malaria, i spread shit on the mic I tell you our differences, we are really not alike I bust rhymes, you bust nuts to pornstars You jerk off to stangers while i smoke people like cuban cigars If you ask me, fuck the thug impersonators Playa haters get no love, they get a fat slug and, they be buggin Tryna play me for something I make em start running cuz i don’t want nothing, if i’m ill i start fronting Cuz im vicious, a soul of mischief, dicing bitches What i’ll break over their heads are a few dishes Eating up beats that i find quite delicious And scratch my balls with the mic cuz my dick itches I’m better than you think i am, give rappers a run for their money Cuz i’ll slap their teeth out if they look funny I’ll be gunnin for their asses but they can’t outrun me This a rap beat so i hip hop around like a bunny Funny how you lip sync, cuz yo shit stink, a human blink blink and wink wink, with me my clique click, thinking of drinking an alcoholic beverage and drinking’s in my blood cuz georgian is my heritage And even if you’re able to best me i was going easy on ya And if you wanna have nap with me i’ll telephone ya I’m a soldier of rap, you can call me a rhyme fighta Killing line biters, cuz i bite back like tigers Lighters out for the peeps that tried reciting But i don’t accept people infected with hype nitis I got you separated like a nation division Due to my rap having force like a planet collision Elite poetism and lyricism got me going through trial and error Frighten and terror ain’t nobody better Than the big bitsa Machismo like razor, the cum blazer Terror bringer, the dope bottomed rap singer I don’t stay lawful, i run with mr awful Mr evil, i think i need a breather If you think you can best me, you must be smoking reefer The doja, jamaican grass, cannabis, sateeva When i catch you in the streets i'l blow you to pieces So you better get on your knees and pray to jesus With this procedure I'll put a battle rapper into anasthesia Choke him out an leave him in a seizure Yeah sure, kick in the door waving the 44 All that was heard was Big Bitsa don't hurt me no more Everybody bleeds so i left you dead on the floor Left your family bloodline extinct like a dinosaur Tyrannosaurus rex, dreams of smoking sess Sex on the lex express At best i'll leave you unconscious And smack you for talking shit and nonsense