Barev Dzez

By LaLion

On GRAPE

Released on August 6, 2020

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[Verse 1]

Shout out my idols turning to rivals (uh huh)

Barev dzez demons they singing high notes (uh huh)

You don’t wanna see me like this

You don’t wanna see a killer with a beat like this

You don’t wanna mother fucker with a knife like this

Two cuts in a pump blood guts on the mic like

Shout out my NyQuil they sleep on my skill (uh huh)

My deal a rifle I feel I might spill (uh huh)

Hollow tips at the pricks at the top

That forgot that the kids not a kid he’s a god

With a mob in the mind

And a plot to remind

That they ain't really shit (yea)

All suicidal oh no revival

My verse a curse in a bible my hearse just burst on arrival

If I go Michael my vitals

A pitted bull in a spiral

An endless cycle of trial

And tribulation on vinyl


[Pre-Chorus 1]

Spin that shit

Why you here

To suck my dick

This my year

Been working like a fat chick

Stuck inside the attic (yuh yuh)

Beat too thicki

I been tryna Minaj Nicki

With Rihanna run the city

Like I've built the gate for Billy (yuh yuh)


[Chorus 1]

And I don’t really fight fair kid

Brought a gun to a knife fight that I started

And I know I'm a nightmare kid

Look around, kerosene on the ground I lit

Yelling Barev Dzez

All my enemies stressed

Yelling Barev Dzez

All my enemies depressed

Yelling Barev Dzez

I been all this this

With my demons on a leash

While I politic

Yelling Barev Dzez

All my enemies stressed

Yelling Barev Dzez

All my enemies depressed

Yelling Barev Dzez

I been all this this

With my demons on a leash

While I politic


[Verse 2]

Maybe I been cold from the jump

Maybe I know I sold my soul like I been voting for trump

Maybe I've told the dealer hoe I folded been out of luck

But she don’t give a fuck and so the devil telling me shut the fuck up

They don’t know what is realer

Pain or the pills that they pop to feel us

They don’t know what Copper field is

Filled with the pigs tryna pop their steel, love

Full of hope, I'm young but still numb

From the dope that we smoke to feel some

Bit ironic. Beat with the steel drum

Hyperbolic time don’t tic none

I been training aiming all of my bullets

At paintings hating the culprits

Disdaining fading the mullets

Its 2020 not 01

We don’t do that shit no more

No buddy buddy

Nobody loved me until I performed

And now they

Spin that shit

Why you here? To suck my dick?

This my year

Been working like a fat chick

Can't get off the mattress

Beat got way too clear

Tryna fuck madison beer

Cop a mansion

With the ransom that I made just off of rapping (yuh yuh)


[Pre-Chorus 2]

And I don’t really fight fair kid

Brought a gun to a knife fight that I started

And I know I'm a nightmare kid

Look around, kerosene on the ground I lit


[Chorus 2]

Yelling Barev Dzez

All my enemies stressed

Yelling Barev Dzez

All my enemies depressed

Yelling Barev Dzez

I been all this this`

With my demons on a leash

While I politic