Monday, 30 December 2013

Bars Don't Count (2014)

PD Sweet 2014

Bars don't count, I see free boos (booze)(alcohol/lyricism)
(Dough)Though these fishy dudes bait(weak) dey see food(ironic/get paid)
"Me too", when they say "He's cool"
I'll take the money
(Currency)Can't see P lose(pd will win)

Ima put you babies(dummies) to sleep(kill it), for a coma time(long)
You and ya man are battyboys, you bonafide(really)
You boner fight, you know I'm right
Everybody's roles to die(roll 2 dice)
but I don't want it 0 n 5(bad numbers/oweing 'five')



Contagious, ambition is sickening(people love to follow)
Give these. Niggas some Ritalin(attention seekers)
Comical(funny) wid the image depicting(what they show)
While them cats (Robin)robbing battle(Bat) mans I'm riddlin(unusual bars)

When you wid that
can't be ya self tip
How you gon be yaself
I tell these kings like I tell kids
Lead em well, cos' people frail

Following'll lead to being a leader
If you precede a G you believed n let teach ya

Give you a long night
Halfway through summertime(long days)
Stop ya (family)tree from from growing
(sunshine)You'll leave before ya son can shine(ironic)

N money hungry producers
Respect you should learn
If the song gets successful you'll definitely earn
Why should I pay for every beat
And never get a return
When everyone else is left free
to get in their turn(how many 'remix's' - free beats)

So I use what I like n like what I use(appreciate)
Ill put some dough aside if I get sum views(i'm nice)
For you, I'ma feud with a few till it's phew
American who, bet I come from the Lou(sshh)

Fu#k da nice a knife is what your stopping on
Its slice after slice after slice
I don't pop a john(pizza/no guns)
(guiness)Gettin' this whiskey inside her(cider) you can line em up
Its bar after bar after bar
I'm a violent drunk(kicked out)
Drop lead to his hot head get him fired up
Before they (ball'hed)bought lead for their (pray)prey they were silent monks(sayin nuffin)

You niggas know from now on
I can only disappoint
Missed da point like the winner
Of a joust, the hit ain't joined(alone)
Sit wid choice(wether or not it's got)

you ever fu#ked a bitch and made her disappear
You ever smoked a spliff that made ya vision clear
You ever held enough cents to last you fifty years
You ever held a bruddahs head until its missing ears(seriously)

N all y'all hating me for bunning weed
Just stop it
Its one a da only ways
I bin putting money
in a bruddahs pocket

Its physical whats "wicked"
Call dem non lyrical flips
Ain't saying sh#t but its sounds sick cos
They be flibillin their lips(fibidigibidi hop)

Face of a king body of a prince
I be like "bi#ch you buy me a drink"
You can get it
If you want
Cos I got it
We can frolick
Dem other nails(possible flings) get brushed off no polish(rough)

Dat bitch got a bill, (prostitute)
Got a breddah payin
Saving cheddar (cheaper than dating)
How could I ever hate dis
Aint givin me no lip
Ima tell er take it
I'ma f#ck her till she come
so she better fake it

Whatever to whatever you said
You got two di#ks one is on ya head

PD Sweet 2013

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