[Lyric] Bust Down (Dexx (rapper))

[Intro]
Shut the fuck up

[Verse 1: Dexx]
Golden tongue bitch and I’m speaking the truth
I’ve been doing everything to return to my youth
I’ve been patiently waiting and I’ve been faithfully stopped
I’ve been running from problems but now I finally got caught
I feel like a pilgrim, yeah I’m like uncle Scott
I have to watch every corner or I might just get shot
I’ve been trying my whole life to just get back to the start
But I’m always having issues with just playing my part
I ain’t really that unique, I swear I’m just playing smart
Looking for a button I can press to restart
I keep shit to myself so that I don’t concern
And when I do wrong shit, I don’t hide, I learn
Let’s keep shit simple and plain, likе Evie Cooper
You got the icе I got the cream, Wu Tang yeah I’m a scooper
My form is coming, and I’m a motherfucking trooper
Little bitch boys wanna fuck up my grind
If you were in my head, I would fuck up your mind
And these people like too tough for reality, they not
Please back off your eagles taking over your spot
Most people here, probably thought I disappeared
But the only thing I did is side set and I fear
That if I wrote some wack shit then people would leave
Untruthful people that’s my only pet peeve
I’ve got a future dreams crushing, I’ve been show myself pity
Growing up my teachers told me, I had talent, I was winning
And I had people come to think that saying things that you’re so shitty
I just told my future’s bright, here words [?]
Every other song that I write is shit
So I’ll learn from that, and I’ll put more in a bit
I’ve been bragging and lying about some shit
So what I just hope that people listen to going on
[Verse 2: $EMMY!]
1 thot, 2 wrist, 3 drippin’
Diamond grillz on my teeth, no grimace
Can’t spell L’s, Semmy stay winning
Fuck card, no Blood, stay Crippin’
I keep it bouncy, sneaking in ya housin’
Keep a Glock on silencer, cause bullets ain’t announcing
Got bitches dancing, ya bitch she want my [?]
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Fucking a bitch and I’m sending her home
She sending me pics on the phone
I feel I’m alone, I’m posting the pics of yo home
I’m throwing these bitches a bone, wait
I got a boner, smoke like you a stoner
Give a bitch my testicles, they call me organ donor
Bitch I’m fresh to death, my neck wet
[?] I’ll make guess, I’ll finess the check
I shoot the nets, bitch wet, see me dead
Got make bets, no heads, I’ll finess his head
1 whip, 2 door, 3 seater
Go low, no Lois like Peter
Brass leg go hot keep heater
Got a bitch up on my dick and she be munching on my weiner ay
6 hoes, 12 tits, 3 inches
Only fucking on ya boy cause Semmy got the riches
Fuck that big dick, thick bitches
Thick ass, big titties, all up in the Semmy business