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B******t
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Hip-Hop/Rap
B******t was released on July 17, 2016 by 2MakeMusic as a part of the album Risin'
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AlbumRisin'
Release DateJuly 17, 2016
Label2MakeMusic
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Da Hook
Da Hook
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Christof Sommer
Benjamin Christof Sommer
Songwriter
Paul Otto Glameyer
Paul Otto Glameyer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Da Hook
Da Hook
Producer
Benjamin Christof Sommer
Benjamin Christof Sommer
Mixing Engineer, Assistant Mastering Engineer
Justinian Witt
Justinian Witt
Mastering Engineer
Benso
Benso
Producer

Lyrics

Can’t hide my feelings anymore
Fuckin’ idiots, talkin’ bullshit, bags of scum 24
Open ya mouth, brown waterfall called oral diarrhea
Speakin’ of boundless verbal discharge, ah, Da Hook is here
One word, you get shot, cuz I can, drop that cam
Before I take it off your hand and dunk it in ya ass
You’re the man, the man, built off bullshit
But life lasts longer not annoying the cool kids
I’m so pissed off of that little crazy poser motherfuckers
Chattering ‘bout topics, as if they were older motherfuckers
I did this and that, I’m a man, I got fans, skatin’ ramps
Yeah sure, but can’t fall asleep without a lamp
You’re not more than just a mammoth stack of cattledung
Better run or I will take you to the real battlefront
All hat no cattle, raped, like rabbit facin’ rattlesnakes
You’re just like an officer and I’m a federal agent
Stop the trash talk, ain’t listenin’ to bullshit
My ears bleedin’, bullshit, bullshit
Can’t believe you got permission to be bullshit
You’re just bullshit, bullshit, bullshit
Stop the trash talk, ain’t listenin’ to bullshit
My ears bleedin’, bullshit, bullshit
Can’t believe you got permission to be bullshit
You’re just bullshit, bullshit, bullshit
You're tellin' me that I'm wrong for gettin' this rap shit goin' on
On ya knees, bow to da king, I keep on flowin' on
Rap grows on me, I hated it back then
But since 4 years it's a part of my life and I don't regret anythin'
Yeah, and you think, I'm just pretendin', but that's bullshit
Stop talkin' trash behind my back I'm rappin like a maniac I rule this shit
Don't fool me bitch, you're way down under me, I'm on the next level
Don't try to rebel against me 'cause I'm the rappin' devil
But I'm not settled at this battle thing, I keep it real
I know, my skills ain't perfect, so tell me, what's the deal
Yeah, what's the matter, man? Why you're just keep on pickin' on me
Your critic just feels like a sting of a bee
I feel the squeeze but it doesn't bother me that much
I turn around, lightin' a smoke and fillin' up my empty cup
You won't make me give it up
This Hip Hop Rock is mine, mothafucker
So just keep on talkin' bullshit, you sucker
Stop the trash talk, ain’t listenin’ to bullshit
My ears bleedin’, bullshit, bullshit
Can’t believe you got permission to be bullshit
You’re just bullshit, bullshit, bullshit
Stop the trash talk, ain’t listenin’ to bullshit
My ears bleedin’, bullshit, bullshit
Can’t believe you got permission to be bullshit
You’re just bullshit, bullshit, bullshit
Written by: Benjamin Christof Sommer, Paul Otto Glameyer
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