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Bar Fax Video (MV)




Performed By: Action Figure 973
Featuring: Circa 97
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: Action Figure




Action Figure 973 - Bar Fax Lyrics




[ Featuring Circa 97 ]

These rappers love to Testify, they Devon Dudley on the mic
I only f*ck with my a-alikes, I want to hit you all with a Samoan spike
I'm they sleep paralysis monster, they can't sleep tight
This Luchador shit I'm Christlike, I'm Rey and Eddie combined

All year I been drop kicking doors, now we in the luchador secret wars
These niggaz raps a 4 for 4, my shit the equivalent of a 3 course feast for 4
Tired of these rappers like I'm tired of doing shows at Secret Pour
My bars remind you of days of yore, hit my pose rock Shoot Interview for the encore

Rappers asking when we gonna collab and link up
Prolly never, I got two sneaky links and they periods sinked up
At the front door of Astra, Roc Nation gotta pull the brinks truck up
I'm Nia Jax telling rappers kids, their father sucks

Genius level, was doing nothing but back strokes in the gene pool
Been nice since I was dedicating Tragedy Khadafi records to bitches in high school
They try to back door guys like us, head on a swivel is a must
Bitches that owe me pussy, now they lookin like Cubana Lust

And that shit they rapping is sus, the shit I rap illustrious
Love or lust, regardless we f*ck, and she slurped the nut
I'm Dilla on my death bed crafting donuts, for awhile now I been bubbling in the cut
General tso's, white rice, and Chinese water chestnuts

Killing rappers been my mantra, running and gunning this a game of contra
Fiend took one whiff of my work, started jawing off like Tama Tonga
I got my feet up, sippin a Jugo de Plancha
Lucha Libre in my soul, my shit clean up music like old school salsa emanating from the sala

I'm a Wrestle rap god, your style spirit squad
The white fiend got corn rolls like the British bulldog
Been had better work then them niggaz up the block
Got rap groupies sippin Henny out my sock
Video after video I'm given them something to watch

Action been that nigga whether you like it or not
A little water mixed in a pot, cream always rises to the top
They pumpin me like the AC In the drop
I'm gone eat whether you niggaz like it or not
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These rappers love to Testify, they Devon Dudley on the mic
I only f*ck with my a-alikes, I want to hit you all with a Samoan spike
I'm they sleep paralysis monster, they can't sleep tight
This Luchador shit I'm Christlike, I'm Rey and Eddie combined

All year I been drop kicking doors, now we in the luchador secret wars
These niggaz raps a 4 for 4, my shit the equivalent of a 3 course feast for 4
Tired of these rappers like I'm tired of doing shows at Secret Pour
My bars remind you of days of yore, hit my pose rock Shoot Interview for the encore

Rappers asking when we gonna collab and link up
Prolly never, I got two sneaky links and they periods sinked up
At the front door of Astra, Roc Nation gotta pull the brinks truck up
I'm Nia Jax telling rappers kids, their father sucks

Genius level, was doing nothing but back strokes in the gene pool
Been nice since I was dedicating Tragedy Khadafi records to bitches in high school
They try to back door guys like us, head on a swivel is a must
Bitches that owe me pussy, now they lookin like Cubana Lust

And that shit they rapping is sus, the shit I rap illustrious
Love or lust, regardless we f*ck, and she slurped the nut
I'm Dilla on my death bed crafting donuts, for awhile now I been bubbling in the cut
General tso's, white rice, and Chinese water chestnuts

Killing rappers been my mantra, running and gunning this a game of contra
Fiend took one whiff of my work, started jawing off like Tama Tonga
I got my feet up, sippin a Jugo de Plancha
Lucha Libre in my soul, my shit clean up music like old school salsa emanating from the sala

I'm a Wrestle rap god, your style spirit squad
The white fiend got corn rolls like the British bulldog
Been had better work then them niggaz up the block
Got rap groupies sippin Henny out my sock
Video after video I'm given them something to watch

Action been that nigga whether you like it or not
A little water mixed in a pot, cream always rises to the top
They pumpin me like the AC In the drop
I'm gone eat whether you niggaz like it or not
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Writer: Action Figure
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