Brandon Barz Butler - Back in My Bag Lyrics

King Kong ain't got shit on me, I feel like Denzel; this your training day
A lot of artist sound like carbon copies, this shit weak it's insane to say
Who the best of this generation, Kendrick, Cole or Drizzy Drake
Big Sean just to name a few, but the rest of y'all is a dinner plate
Lyricism is a dead art but I'm here to revive it
Now let's keep it bean, I gave them all a head start but this race ain't exciting
Now come get you a class little nigga if you want to do better cause I can provide it
Oh I get it you Waldo on the beat, I see that your talent be hiding
Ok, I put a camp together that can douse out any fire that you boys think you spit
I ain't finished with the verse yet, you see how they think I'm lit
I ain't got to say too much more for y'all to know that's it's over with
BARZO with a pen in his hand is a venomous as when a cobra spits
Took some time off to get my mind right and it's serious
How long did you think your reign would last, please tell me I'm curious
Found out I made the beat too, now I got them all furious
Need a tampon for them boys, the way my pen be bleeding on them; that's period

I'm back in my bag huh
I'm back in my bag, I'm back in my bag, I'm back in my bag huh
Is that why you mad cause I'm on they ass, I got them all mad huh
I'm back in my bag, I'm back in my bag, I'm back in my bag huh
Is that why you mad cause I'm in my bag, I'm back in my bag huh
I'm back in my bag, I'm back in my bag, I'm back in my bag huh
Is that why you mad I see them all mad cause I'm on they ass huh
I'm back in my bag, I'm back in my bag, I'm back in my bag huh
I see you all mad cause I'm in my bag

Part two this the second verse, I'm gone keep it hot, where do I start
A lot of music that I'm hearing now, I need jumper cables just to get a spark
These niggas just saying words, can't believe y'all really call it art
Carolina back to lead the wave, I give them light and lead them out the dark
Recognition for the city, that's the aim cause the state is already popping
Taking on whoever want war with us, I see aint no other option
These niggas weird, wearing anything for fame looking like they Dennis Rodman
One hit wonders talking bout the same thing, no wonder why your shit is flopping
I can go conscience, and give them content, and still do some shit for radio
One thing that will never change on the track, BARZ got a steady flow
Weak sauce when you spit it, I see it now y'all like spaghetti bro
I be rapping circles all around my competition, Mario Andretti hoe
This that shit they won't prepared for, I'm Lamar Jackson in the red zone
Ain't no point in being scared holmes, think you stopping me; ha you dead wrong
Got them mad at me when they lose and want to take ball back home
Treat the game like a bakery, you know the purpose is to get the bread long huh

I'm back in my bag huh
I'm back in my bag, I'm back in my bag, I'm back in my bag huh
Is that why you mad cause I'm on they ass, I got them all mad huh
I'm back in my bag, I'm back in my bag, I'm back in my bag huh
Is that why you mad cause I'm in my bag, I'm back in my bag huh
I'm back in my bag, I'm back in my bag, I'm back in my bag huh
Is that why you mad I see them all mad cause I'm on they ass huh
I'm back in my bag, I'm back in my bag, I'm back in my bag huh
I see you all mad cause I'm in my bag