Pardo Bell - BAR REAL LOw (LIVE) lyrics

I set the bar real low for myself Even lower for y'all punks Heard you talking, it's all bunk Heard you talking is all Pardo bump bump back You won't fight me Got no hand eye coordination So I can't catch a L Two Ls in my name Add the rest and its Bell Know a dude by name of Roshi And his nose can read Braille Smelled a rat and whiffed him p**y so he made him eat kale I mean he stuffed his mouth with money till he couldn't inhale I tried to watch but couldn't stomach what the vision entailed Another weekend and my belly's bucking back at the smell I tried to tell that pervy ba*tard I ain't going to jail I ain't take the rap for nothin I premeditated sh** I pop the poison in the medicated clips I'm steady pumping with some blow darts hanging out my pocket, sh** Better dip I set the bar real low for myself Even lower for y'all punks Heard you talking, it's all bunk Heard you talking is all Pardo bump bump back You won't fight me Got no hand eye coordination So I can't catch a L Pardo bump bump back You won't fight me Take a tab off ya tongue, boy, stop tripping Pardo Belly leave the whole damn game with a fat lip and Punched ‘em in the spleen, best believe the skin slipping When they tug it out the creek in a week with teeth missing Be it linoleum or black topg Pardo keep the shadow boxing popping on the backdrop I got so many flows I'm f**ing frivolous with them Watch them fall all out my pocket Scatter on the sidewalk Watch the way i walk And take some notes It complements my talk Watch the way I balk I'm Balkan like Southeastern Europe Plus I'm mad consistent with my malcontentment Usually I'm pissed to be specific Fists will wave and teeth will grit, I meant it Incidents occur with my permission First thing to come to mind I'm spitting it I ain't think of sh** but hold on All you putzes rap like you illiterate All my sentences got exclamations at the end of it All my statements get received with ma**ive adulation Waitin patient on my patent for my rapping aparatus And I know you punks is waiting Till I croak and go to Satan But I won't b**h