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Bartholomule
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bartholomule was released on February 20, 2024 by 1469213 Records DK as a part of the album Exile
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AlbumExile
Release DateFebruary 20, 2024
Label1469213 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM144

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jakprogresso
Jakprogresso
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yo, yo
Yeah, 'bout to Alternative School 'em on this shit, hahahahahahaha
Yo, this shit is not, checkers, it's chess
Yeah
Ayo, kitchenette nightmare with a pen
Man who never dreamt, haters actin' like Derek Foreal, get my camera, Sven (Sven!)
Mutant telepath, fill 'em with nitro veins
Killin' a microstate, right below hydrospace
I eat Psilocybin stems like Bobby Lee was eatin' Vicodin
Peace to the ones (peace), ridin' out the inter, on the corner scarred, tired
Packs stashed, on a parked car tire, the bar fired (Fired)
For all the other MC's, that been on paper card flyers
All my stars fried at the yard sire (Uhhh)
I seen it like Ghostface zenith
Sixteen in, the House of Phoenix, I try sweepin'
My shadow up the street with the Sun, overhead beamin' (Yeah)
Until debriefin' (debriefin'), yeah
A twelve-step ducker (ducker), Hellbent fucker (Fucker)
Huntin' Hellbent suckers (suckers), cell dead structure (Yeah)
Skin cell mat plunger, peace (peace) to human shells swept under
When the pen felt, mapped under (what?)
I'm like the US, and notable
The best weapons, everything else, is disposable (What?)
Hold the bull, by his horns and, throw it through an open school
Then slide off like, plates of soulless food
Most of you can hold it down, I'ma holds the glue
I hold the crown, you hold the boo (Hahahahaha)
I'll take a shit on the game (uhh), so good it look like a bowl of stew
Yo, I'ma keep swimming, there's nobody gonna be swimming for me
I fry my short-term memory (uh?), I'm like Dory
Abuse beats till they sing, I loves you Porgy
I'll do what I want, feeling like Cartman on Maury (Hahaha)
I guess I made some regret, meeting the hero as much as I regret
Feeling like I got a check, for a million zeros (Smack)
Conniving bands, trying to cut off my signing hand (Fuck)
I'm Bartholomule the 1st, no surviving fan (Facts)
Feel them stemmies kick (Woah)
Brain startup, sound like a V8, Hemi rip (Voom)
Robbed Pennywise, and left that clown, penniless
Auto-inject, adrenaline, into writtens, with EpiPens (What?)
They ain't, seeing jack shit nor Jak shit
Blow spots like Katt Williams in a World Trade, reenactment
Written by: Jakprogresso
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