BARRY BONDS

Guess whos back but I never left
Rap need to resurrect
I stay ahead so how could we be neck and neck?
I got the flow to make you bounce
I make rappers get in check
They ain't on my level yet
They gon' need a set of steps
Better yet eleven jets
I'm like a doorbell thats on a vacant house 'cause I ain't never pressed
Pay me my respect
I'm collecting debt
I wrote these bars at 2 AM because my passion never let me rest
Yeah
Here's another hit Barry Bonds
I'm in my bag I carry on
Because the passion very strong
That's why I black on every song
So don't pass me the baton
'Cause I'll surpass you on a track
I be feeling like I'm Jerry, I be laughing at you cats
I will do a rapper dirty, 'cause I'm nasty with the raps
Yeah
Life of a Swan
To keep it tall you not on the height that I'm on
On the mic I'm the bomb
And it's cool you don't even gotta like all my songs
Just give me my credit when it's due like a loan
Touching hearts with the art I produce in my home
Can't be a hater, that's behavior I refuse to condone
That could put you in a tomb with a stone
I feel like the best that ever did it when I spit it
I,m fantastic, I'm a beast, I'm a wizard with it
I work magic but I don't cast spells I just rap well
Young black male got soul like Maxwell
The industry be selling trash like a tag sale
I make you make the stank face like a bad smell
In my city my name ring mad bells
Like in the Cinderella story when it's past twelve
Yeah

Guess who's bizzack
With brand new rizzaps
These rap dudes wizzack
These cats cool with that
Yeah
Guess whos bizzack



Credits
Writer(s): Talbert Swan
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