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Baystate Brigade lyrics
I'm an asshole who grew up in Massachusetts.
For the massholes, I spew out rancid fluids.
Deadly visions rise and you're learning fast.
Heavy hitting grind that'll hurt your back.
Ready written lines that'll burn the track.
Catch me spitting rhymes in the Murda Mass.
AKA the Baystate. Now it's time to face fate.
You're terrible like daterape, while I'm hot like playmates.
Better not cry or hate when you're in the 508.
Or else you'll die today and then your soul will fly away.
You're in bad condition like you're missing penicillin.
Cause I'm vicious with these writtens. Killing bitches like they're kittens.
I'm underground styling. Beat you with a violin.
Lyricists are rioting. The few who really try to spit.
Rappers out there grinding big. When they have no pride in it.
Rap, we're reviving it. That's why I put my life on it.
It's the baystate brigade. We spray AK's for days.
Leaving lame fakes all slain and we do it for the MA
I'm devoted to this rap shit. I'm gonna make it happen.
So go promote this fat kid or get your face smashed in.
Three lyricists on a beat, styles clashing.
Ventriloquists, ain't me. Fuck acting.
Stick to your heart because that's the point of rapping.
Spit out your thoughts and let them know what's happening.
What's that robo static? A bunch of lame ass fagots.
Fuck that homo madness. I'd rather make some classics.
For me, it ain't hard to do. My rhythms be rocking you.
My shit is sweet like orange juice. My spit is sick like rotten spew.
Lyrics are my sharpened tools that I use for carving truth.
Refuse to be stopping soon. Can't you see I'm starving dude?
A diamond in the rough from a needle in the haystack.
My rhyming used to suck was more simple than a faceplant.
Progression is tough. All the slackers need to stay back.
I'm trying to find some luck. Hope you feel me when I say that.