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How Many Bars
Hip-Hop/Rap
How Many Bars was released on November 29, 2024 by 1065877 Records DK2 as a part of the album And Your Enemies Wait
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Release DateNovember 29, 2024
Label1065877 Records DK2
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bondad Bondad
Bondad Bondad
Songwriter

Lyrics

High stress it's heavy, hooked on the excess the Remy, halfway home so I'm semi yo
Pass me the Henny, see get me buried, so hard so very I go hard 'til it's empty
Bondad, how many bars too many, system overload circuit blown too plenty
Cutting close to the bone, don't tempt me, I blow cyclones throw sticks and stones like Zelensky
Heavy hitter Brian Lara three seven five against England, go the distance
You go quick you go instant, abort the mission, you don't think you don't listen
Time is short and it's ticking
Roam these wastelands stay shifty in the city, I'm litty, you don't want beef I leave mincemeat
Gotta fry it up steak and kidney I'm simply, somewhere up alongside Beethoven and Stravinsky
Carlito fresh out the joint bust the place up, you can't see the angles no more you in danger
Ain't many more left like me raised by strangers, last of a dying breed critically endangered
Bondad, stands for fresh outta damns to give, that means eff you your mans and the lands you live
Random opinions got the masses conditioned, ah the man is embittered nah I'm just sad and I'm twisted
Life travels in circles, unravels out and hurdles, servant to power, first she sour then curdle
Hippolyta's girdle, she wears it she turns you, always business nothing personal she didn't deserve you
Bondad, I'm smoked out in these streets, see me slope around town getting down with these freaks
Where you think I get the samples and sounds for these beats, yeah you on a straight and narrow I go round and oblique
Mic cord entangles, noose tighten and strangles, MCs dismantled when I smash it like a vandal
You wanna switch the angle, applaud disentangle, I'm hotter than the core, oven door and the mantle
Back to the beginning reels and turntables spinning, needle skipping insert the tape cassette and click in
I'm mixing, level out the tracks edit fixing, eclipsing, the level of your raps I'm predicting
Unconvincing lifestyle you lead and you're depicting, addicting, the power and the greed you're conflicting
It sticks in, narrows down your airways constricting, it's crippling, me and you we ain't the same you trippin
Bondad, I'm too hot for TV, I just pull out the stops get props in the street
Yeah I'm chopping the beat, I'm dropping the heat, yeah you copping a plea they shop you in and then flee
Plotting your revenge, you hatching a scheme, when these things go badly, they're snatching your dreams
Yeah cancel 'em clean, erased out the machine, straight down the latrine, phased out and relieved
Hassed out and has been, Mullah Nasreddin, I get green, from here to the Hebrides
You set scene, you stepped then you fled the scene, you wouldn't concede or leave anything in between
Hooked on the excess the Remy, halfway home so I'm semi yo
Pass me the Henny, see get me buried, so hard so very I go hard 'til it's empty
Bondad, how many bars too many, system overload circuit blown too plenty
Cutting close to the bone, don't tempt me, I blow cyclones throw sticks and stones like Zelensky
Written by: Bondad Bondad
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