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EZ_Banz - Bon Appetit (Prod Kyu Tracks)
- //Verse 1, 0:15//
- Some say I'm a menace
- My raps, they be endless
- If I broke your teeth, better call up a dentist
- Yea I'm gonna get this
- I'll sell devil's lettuce
- Cause the more you got, the more people be jealous
- If you gon be senseless
- And ain't got reflexes
- I'll shoot at your boys, and I'll leave em all headless
- My shit is relentless
- Was born in the trenches
- One said they gon shoot me, but ain't got no weapons
- Yea I'll show em whats up
- But he might try to run
- Imma chase after him, but I might need a gun
- But he was kinda dumb
- Cause he said he was done
- So I grabbed his hand, and then I broke his thumb
- Said his finger was numb
- Saw he was chewing gum
- So I pulled out my knife and I cut off his tounge
- He was a fucking bitch
- And was prolly a snitch
- Put him in my trunk and dumped him in a ditch
- //Hook, 0:48//
- It's EZ_Banz, and I'm back on the beat
- Tough muh' fucka been raised on the street
- Wake up and rap all day, then go to sleep
- Brain on a platter, bitch, bon appetit
- It's EZ_Banz, and I'm back on the beat
- Tough muh' fucka been raised on the street
- Wake up and rap all day, then go to sleep
- Brain on a platter, bitch, bon appetit
- //Verse 2, 1:03//
- Don't think it was needed
- But damn, it got heated
- We took it to court, and not guilty I pleaded
- I made em believe it
- Packin my bags, leavin
- Cause I don't feel free in the country of freedom
- And now back to the point
- I might just smoke a joint
- Feel like I'm floating in space on an asteroid
- Made of diamonds and gold
- Yea my rhymin is cold
- High on acid, I got inner peace in my soul
- And it really don't matter
- Your brain on a platter
- Your head is a baseball and I am the batter
- Your skull gonna shatter
- Your blood gonna splatter
- If your head's a baseball, your coffin's the catcher
- You're not a real rapper
- Man, you're just an actor
- I'll leave with more than just a fucking fracture
- Yea, I am a slasher
- Cut you with a dagger
- Eat your brain with a fork, and bury you after
- //Hook, 1:36//
- It's EZ_Banz, and I'm back on the beat
- Tough muh' fucka been raised on the street
- Wake up and rap all day, then go to sleep
- Brain on a platter, bitch, bon appetit
- It's EZ_Banz, and I'm back on the beat
- Tough muh' fucka been raised on the street
- Wake up and rap all day, then go to sleep
- Brain on a platter, bitch, bon appetit
- //Verse 3, 1:51//
- Got my uzi poppin
- And there ain’t no stoppin
- Talk shit to me, and I’ll put you in your coffin
- Some watches I’m coppin
- Your albums are floppin
- Get my draco out, then you see bodies droppin
- Then you know that you’re next
- And you send your last text
- Prayin to God, that these arent your last breaths
- Drive off in Camaro
- The roads really narrow
- Running out of bullets, get my bow and arrow
- Shoot like Kawaii Leonard
- First place I’m a winner
- I’m cooking it up, servin organs for dinner
- Intestines and brains
- With some Netflix and pain
- Killin another dude, with my weapons and chains
- Now acceptin your fate
- Cause you've never been sane
- Killin twenty at once, I propell a grenade
- Its great so why waste it
- The pain is quite gracious
- Stockpiled up with ten jars of brains in my basement
- //Hook, 2:24//
- It's EZ_Banz, and I'm back on the beat
- Tough muh' fucka been raised on the street
- Wake up and rap all day, then go to sleep
- Brain on a platter, bitch, bon appetit
- It's EZ_Banz, and I'm back on the beat
- Tough muh' fucka been raised on the street
- Wake up and rap all day, then go to sleep
- Brain on a platter, bitch, bon appetit
- It's EZ_Banz, and I'm back on the beat
- Tough muh' fucka been raised on the street
- Wake up and rap all day, then go to sleep
- Brain on a platter, bitch, bon appetit
- It's EZ_Banz, and I'm back on the beat
- Tough muh' fucka been raised on the street
- Wake up and rap all day, then go to sleep
- Brain on a platter, bitch, bon appetit
- Bon appetit
- Trick or a treat
- Bitch I got banz, and I'm bringing the heat
- I am elite
- You can't compete
- I'll laugh when their career start to deplete
- It's EZ_Banz, and I'm back on the beat (yea)
- Tough muh' fucka been raised on the street (yea)
- Wake up and rap all day, then go to sleep (yea)
- Brain on a platter, bitch, bon appetit (yea)
- It's EZ_Banz, and I'm back on the beat (yea)
- Tough muh' fucka been raised on the street (yea)
- Wake up and rap all day, then go to sleep (yea)
- Brain on a platter, bitch, bon appetit (yea)
- //Ends at 3:20//
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