Bayonetta | “The Bitcoin Bayonetta Beat” | Combo Video | VST9 Freestyle Entry


Yeah!
Uh huh!
We on some next shit with this
Ayo fuck yo’ shoebox money
We buying whips with crypto-currency right now
Yo!
Tyler Durden make ’em holler murder
Take ’em to the highest point of the Earth
No need to follow further
This shit is universal
No time to do rehearsal
I never take a break
That shit is too commercial
I wasn’t raised different
I was made different
Flow don’t fuck around like it was raised Christian
Anti-social with these kids
We don’t play with ’em
We just keep a small circle and we stay lifted
I need Monopoly bread
Told her if it ain’t sex then it gotta be head
Sure you got some candles
I prefer the sloppy instead
Did my own thing and they preferred to copy instead
The money got ‘em in a frenzy
Probably wanna envy
Glass half full, but the bottle’s left empty
Maybe I’m a gentleman but I don’t do it gently
Backwoods with the Henny
Rap good, never trendy
Need kush? Got plenty
I be off of the fumes
In tune with the rhythm
Now I’m leavin’ the room
Let the mood reawaken like I’m out of the tombs
Eat shrooms, keep movin’, goin’ out with a boom
For the gold, I be walking every road on the map
Get a vibe low key and the flow is relaxed
But once the smoke is in the air and we pouring the Jack
We like singers turned actors, we don’t know how to act
Switch it up, let your bitch pop a bean and a half
Got a queen hittin’ hash, sippin’ lean in the back
Bank robbery, we go in and we leave with the cash
We just gettin’ what we need, see no reason to ask
Drugs unlocked doors in my mind where I’d never go
Learnin’ to acknowledge while acceptin’ what I’ll never know
Livin’ in the moment while we can ‘cause you never know
Just take the energy you got baby and let it go!
I came to spit a sonnet sonically colder than comets
Surf a rocket to the moon and can’t nobody stop it
I’m hyperbolic, my words curve extra wavy
Yo paint a map of the sky, shit you could call me Halley
Before that cult shit, just a cloud of smoke
When you realize you don’t know shit the quicker you gon’ grow
Got that Van Gogh flow, go crazy on a starry night
Ate a couple boomers on my way here and I’m feelin’ right
Hop up out the whip and say what up to everyone around
Met me at a show then you already know how I get down
Overdone, say I’m overdue for all these accolades
I don’t really think about it
I’m just tryin’ to rap and paint
Stack a couple bitcoins
All up on my Nakamoto
Chillin’ with your lady friend
She rockin’ an untied kimono
Posted up in Acapulco
Shout out to the homies local
Loco at the show
HOLD UP!
Posin’ for that family photo
OH!
Epiphanies on symphonies
Epic epigrams, man these words last for centuries
This shit’s timeless, scribe it on your tomb
Don’t say the sky’s the limit when there’s footprints on the moon
Moon walkin’ on the sun, sun beamin’ I’m a star, star shootin’ into space, space shippin’ up to mars
I’m universal, my purpose to pursue
This path and give back that’s hows life’s supposed to circle
Yo G! Roll that purple
Run that beat back reversal I don’t need no damn rehearsal
This is internal eternal life is like a flick
Leavin’ space for the horns that’s my shit
Until we meet again, paint the world with brighter colors
Word to the Prob Mob, y’all my sisters and my brothers
One time for the lovers spread that energy around
And keep it all in motion gettin’ lost inside my sound
Crypto
Currency
Stack a couple bitcoins!
Money money money money!
All up on my Nakamoto
*Wicked Guitar Solo*
All up on my Nakamoto!

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