Too Indecent - Trap Beat lyrics

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Too Indecent - Trap Beat lyrics

[Verse 1: Moses] Bombs over Bombay, no wait it's Baghdad Better own backpacks brimmed over with black cats ‘Cause bad luck is the only thing that can backstab me Backslash DDay, my boy, we Give b**hes with bad backs the baddest of backlash Then get the back scratch we rep black hats and snapbacks As much as Bryan Cranston does hazmats and gasmasks Tweet tweet and fap fap, you goons baboons Spanking your a** fat, backtrack Your wack raps as played out as laugh tracks on sitcoms I sh** on you a** cracks, backsplash Scratch that like lotto tickets Your wack laughs get lot of crickets, the sickest to rip it And I will run the tables you're bussing, I Will Smith it and Wesson Hitch it, Switch it, and flip it the flow attacks like flapjacks You wack sh**ty b**h [Hook: DDay + Moses] x2 Fresh off the yey konnichiwa b**hes Here to f** up the game no need for your permission To proceed with this decision, we be the ammunition That feeds off your suspicion now give it a little listen [Verse 2: DDay] Meditate? I elevate more than you can celebrate Bike down the block and I wheelie when I pedal weight Out of my way, your neighborhood is prey you'll rue the day when I penetrate Detonate your mind blown I devastate your time zone Illegal miscellaneum keeps leaking out my cranium In my attempt to distribute, won't sell out for a stadium The realest sh** you ever wrote's about your Lambo? Damn man take your sh** to Aamco Hop out the van mob all your fans, we can meet in the streets if you fight with your hands I write in advance not for one, don't do no dance to score one Deal or no meal fo'real? Imma steal the wheel And reveal what you people seeing as real Sleight of hand, foolery, hypnotizing j**elry And the fact of the matter is they got me beat Unless you count the matter I speak, got the kids want to gather in the street Mainstream catastrophe? Save your blasphemy [Hook] x2