Bill burr - Spell Check lyrics

[Freestyle Verse 1: International] The say that Nash hard to k** I would have to concur 1000 dollar Guccis on my feet man, burr My slang is indistinctively slurred If the cops make out a word I couldn't say I blamed them though I'm Bill Ruzzle I'm spelling out sh** up in That cross word puzzle that can get 11 rings The scene be too mystic, these n***as turn 21 Then act Dave Bing with the rock clinching biscuits Mmm, That's why I keep that maggie or thee calico The 45 gotta kick like DiCaprio They say that sounded like Jay? I just tell them No(Noe) You what the f** you n***as rapping foe? When my forte is keep that Dobb's hat on display In other words I stay on rappers heads Like the legend out the Bay Man is y'all hearing what I say? Peep I want the oil they want Oil of Olay Look, I pray to God all these other rappers prey Um, I leave them slayed ya'll was riding on a sleigh I was asking what it weigh cause ain't nobody make a way Yup, I'm Philip Blake to the Drakes and the biters Only in Season 3 I'm prepared if the indict us The S.G. militia nothing really go excite us You die perverse(per verse) baby You n***as should change ya writers [Refrain] Get it? Diaper, Verse, Baby Change ya writers? f** it man follow the flow [Freestyle Verse 2: International] Yo I'm back on haters block With the ox I wrestled from the Junkyard Dog You can call me Red Foxx That mean I want them chains around your neck Now you can bee Brutus But in beef the cake get you the respect They're trying to throw shade out their mind But they don't see the irony When I got n***as looking out their blinds Uhn, man I run Detroit streets Its a dog eat dog world So to them I'm Victor Sweet n***a eat dog eat Who trying to share a meal with the man Get fried on the floor, understand? All these new slangs talking about cans I'm old school my gun got the studio hands So listen homeboy that just mean I carry dat If you know what a DAT is Dats how long I did rap Matter fact I'm O'Shea with the twelve gauge You lack sk** just writing cause your bored(board) Woody Paige Man, These rookies should be afraid Look I ain't even trying to go too raw You're catching Aids yet Shakespeare told the people The Worlds a Stage But he ain't never promise you'll get to the The Seventh Age The minute that you're born on foot is up in the grave You either wage war or die with minimum wage Hold up [Refrain] Yo I'm still talking my sh** man I guess I'll go back in on n***as Yo check [Freestyle Verse 2: International] Yo I'm sick igganay Get clap like Denzel homie in Ricochet Ybay ethay ayway I'm hot odaytay I know they lie their voice get high Like Michel'le their raps Lisa Bonet That's light cause if Nash Strike I get the K Yet everybody claims they get it in Until you point the semi at their colon That's the largest test then(Large Intestine) Look how many times have I got to prove Don't turn Color blind when I'm talking to you(Hue) The 59/50 n***a navy blue I'll have your mans hugging on you like the Jordan Flu Ooh, sh** everybody tell them pick an angle I'll bring it to their necks like a strangle Yes sir, bar for bar they can't f** with me Skrilla Gorillas DoughMobb n***a SG