Blizzard - Hotel Room Ma**acre lyrics

[Intro] Ga**ed, ha Not f**ing about Wait up I be like I be like, ha [Verse] Yo, I pour expensive drinks for my girls in the front and the guys in the back Tryna make more dough so in the future ballers cut me slack So if you're not talking about music brother, I'm closing the chat Matter of fact I don't wanna hear your bars unless they're crap I attack speakers with this filth, man are disgusted when I spray it Oh I'm the best, thanks for the feedback, but you ain't ever gonna hear me say it Yeah I've got bars, b**h I'ma display it Make sure when you download this, play it You wanna bite my bars that's fine but when the fine comes to your door you'll pay it I attack people with this flow, this one's gonna go down in the book I go studio and I Abu Hamza flex, I just went down with the hook Nothing down in the book You used to hate my bars now you say you're down for a f** But I move about like a itinerant, I might as well get about in a truck I'm astoundingly good for my age they say Keep it bright when the day looks grey White boys can't MC, go burn a cross somewhere, o-k-k-k I do grime on a day-by-day Move up and I paid my way Don't care what the pagans say I'll make all your mates run 'way My bars cause a great display I'm a animal, I train on man You run train on man How you gonna hate on man You get love for your fake persona, I'm loved for the way I am Did a F64 out of the blue, they clocked I had Beats by Dre on man If you want beef it's game on man Swing punches, more where they came from fam I've got bars for most scenarios You're average, you can't be cold I'm a [?] hard to show I'm an engine I start to go Can't control my swagger I don't wanna hear about your moves like Jagger Not from Notts but I am an ill manor Go sick, hit them with a ban hammer It's a wrap, bandanna Straight up I'm badder How modest am I What a surprise I came through and demolished the mic Here's the proof little Blizzard is a horrible guy Got on the mic and I smashed it up, I took liberties You've got a flow but you can't touch lyrically Can't match this ability Talking about metaphors, don't chat that was a simile Lemme tell ya, about the last MC that acted up What happened Blizz? f** a remix I just slapped him up Four bar standoff, jabbed him up First 48, [?] was on Charged through like a 30-foot master don And while he got jumped my track was on I'm lying, I'm not a fighter But apparently you've gotta be a Mike Tyson now to be a top boy rhymer f** that I'm featherweight but punch like a heavyweight when I'm involved in a cypher I used to be fat, cut down on the food, stacked bars now I'm 30 times tighter You've got two lines, you're a Dodge Viper Re-e-wind When the crowd says I'm in the building the vibe gets liver But f** catchphrases, I'm a spitter why would I ever act famous I said the word mason in one of my bars, if you think I'm one you're a tad brainless When I spit the track praises Hotel Room Ma**care that's for the damn haters