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Freshy Kanal - Bakugo vs. Inosuke lyrics

Artist: Freshy Kanal

album: Freshy Kanal Winter Collection Album 4


Watch me batter you on tracks, you got bats in your brain
While I train for a battle, you try to battle a train
Let me rattle your cage, it's kinda crazy to say
That the only way you never cave is when your trapped in a cave
I mean, manic lookin' ass, you're just some teeth and some chest
You need an apple in your mouth cuz you ain't decently dressed
If you're stuck in bed then I'll give you a reason to rest
Freak in the streets, in the sheets, you're completely depressed
I'm gonna bust it down, how's the view from the rubble?
I'm making mushroom clouds, while your rooting for truffles
I got enough school cloud, to get my group on the double
And if you run your huge mouth, we put your crew in a bubble
Swinging two steak knives, like a brute with a cudgel
You compensating cuz' you never got a spoon or a cuddle
What should I do with this fucker? You're a ludicrous lover
You only move under covers, when you move undercover
Run this straight from the summit
Some pig running up hits like Rustage
Tusks get stuck through your muskets
Two sticks shredding through your skin like drum hits
Adjusting your nuts for the public you can't get in touch with
But couldn't give a fuck about justice
Top five fights? You ain't high up on the podium
Think your primetime, you got slimed like Nickelodeon
A damsel in distress that put his idol in retirement
Allmight threw in the towel cuz' this whiny kid was kinda mid
Bitch, your not a threat with pistols popping I could not be bothered
If you want to sweat, I'll dip you into even hotter water
Snip you at the neck, you get ahead and pop on mama's dollar
How can you be on the honor roll when you ain't got no honor
If you think you'll top me when I'm pissed off, then check your ammo
Bodied Tokoyami just to get caught in Deku's shadow
I go ham but you're bologna, know you're no shinobi
If you think you're so explodey, you can cock your wrists and blow me
Homie, you were Mowgli on a cliff (But then I got deadly!)
Got that dead mom on your head, make your top heavy
This blonde's petty, kinda shady when his palms sweaty
Get piglet out the hundred acre woods, he's not ready
Off cuff spraying when I pump rhymes
I'll be doubling your fame by lunchtime
Cuz' I'm a cockier kid and I talk with my fists
So that everything I say is a punchline
Okay I'm scent trained, no sensei, You're self centered, I'm self made
I'm veteran, you're fresh faced, couldn't whet blades for a wet shave
Gatekeeping on test day, for test taste of your friend's fame
My breath changed to a death ray, and I'll turn you to a sweat stain
Fans look at me and it gets hype in the crowd
Wow, they only look at you til' the new Jujustu Kaisen is out
You shoulda died in a shroud, I guess everyone's
A samurai until there is a spider around
Believe I'll only settle for the best pro contract
Beating every extra to their death no combat
Babe, you need a rest, where the hell yo moms at
Gave you pretty eyes and then she went no contact
You try to be my rival, you ain't ever been the right type
Battling these extras cuz you never get the limelight
So why are you so cocky, you should have a trip to my side
I'd chop you in the woods while your still asking for the Wi-Fi
You wouldn't last a day in my shoes, you'd get your soul eaten
Bitch, you can't even go toe to toe with your own demons
Ghost season, lonely and ignored without a camera crew
Stuck in number 1 while everybody still abandons you

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