Constant Flow - Bars lyrics

[Verse 1 – Constant Flow] My rebel army, we some camouflage troopers Workin' in the back—we like the Fraggle Rock Doozers Destroy and rebuild and k** Babylon's future Real would never get us—we a paradox to ya And son, I'm gonna scout from Seattle to [Arawak ?] Leave ‘em with red heads and call ‘em Carrot Top Juniors Marriott cougars in the telly with the next chick Indebted, X quick just like that Farrakhan rumor Y'all basura, we some sanitation workers Not rocking Charles Dutton; this ain't an act—I will murk ya Computer thug—never have ta wave a burner But see a red dot and they mistake you for a cursor If it's beef, I'mma have ta take it further Son, I overk** it—I a**a**inate a burger Rise of the apes—not in silly costumes Return of Caesar's reign—it's a gorilla on zoom [Hook – Dontique and (Constant Flow)] I do it for the hood, the stars, and everyone in between When it's time to spark, (we keep gunnin') Yeah, they talking ‘bout the j**els, the cars, and all of the smoke and mirrors What about the bars? (So stop frontin') It's been a long road so far, goin' against the laws But we taking ours. (The fam tell ‘em) k** and live for the love of the game with the dough, keep the fame Homie, it's [BMR?]. Billionaire rebellion [Verse 2 – Constant Flow] Yo, my k**a shine—y'all just shadow puppets Flippin' they wig like Gabby Giffords or Gabby Douglas You Gabba Gabba! rappers—I'mma have to camel clutch ‘em These old pussies, I'mma prehistoric-mammal f** ‘em You never see me in a phantom stuntin' Just a Toyota truck with cannons mounted on the back and ammo buckin' Gaddafi k**ers in my clan—son, we bang for nothin' Assata**a**ins in my gang—yo, we stand for somethin' These ragamuffins with flak jackets and ratchets tucked in The Rambo thugs bring heat—not a standing oven My flow's a flammable substance—I spit fire Leave my foes froze like Pompeii's volcanic eruptions Y'all poonani—I leave your vaginal cavity gushin' It's Jumanji way my animals rushing family functions So we scheme hard—y'all will never get together My team beyond the scene—we gon' wreck this thing forever [Hook – Dontique and (Constant Flow)] I do it for the hood, the stars, and everyone in between When it's time to spark, (we keep gunnin') Yeah, they talking ‘bout the j**els, the cars, and all of the smoke and mirrors What about the bars? (So stop frontin') It's been a long road so far, goin' against the laws But we taking ours. (The fam tell ‘em) k** and live for the love of the game with the dough, keep the fame Homie, it's [BMR?]. Billionaire rebellion [Verse 3 – Dontique] Out of many, I'm the one—like the meaning of “e pluribus unum” Be the n***a nice, so you better recruit him or shoot him I ain't talking shiest or just wise—all my guys'll salute ‘em I'll locate stashes and loot ‘em. The cats pursue them in voodoo They tryna mute ‘em, just use ‘em as target practice—we gunnin' Put the game on [disaster, askin'?] with ratchets, “Who want it?” Sendin' ‘em from the Empire to London Deadly as the hard weapon, the [intestine?] city and villages runnin' Too hungry to be the hunted, a threat if you living lavish Depth of UFO's at the Baltic Sea—y'all average Go hard, so measure my worth in karats Taught to be on point like [hunks'?] hookers in the bars with needle habits You don't want no static like gas station attendants Trappin' in every sentence—haul ammo to a**ailants Guerilla warfare, we in the trenches Spitting like double-gauge twelves ‘til they defenseless [Hook x2– Dontique and (Constant Flow)] I do it for the hood, the stars, and everyone in between When it's time to spark, (we keep gunnin') Yeah, they talking ‘bout the j**els, the cars, and all of the smoke and mirrors What about the bars? (So stop frontin') It's been a long road so far, goin' against the laws But we taking ours. (The fam tell ‘em) k** and live for the love of the game with the dough, keep the fame Homie, it's [BMR?]. Billionaire rebellion