{"id":238864,"created_at":"2021-10-10 10:11:01","updated_at":"2025-06-09 03:05:28","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2021-10-10 10:11:01","original_id":null,"artist_id":116446,"title":"B Stingz","slug":"b-stingz","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"[VERSE 1] \r\n\r\nKeep your mind in your skull kid\r\nYou don't need a helmet, it's B\r\nHe only spit for the thrill\r\nNot to please you, but himself\r\nLike a note to self\r\nBut if you're impressed...\r\n2 strikes for the mass\r\nThat makes 2 1s\r\nHe's so ambiguous like he's got 2 guns\r\nMatter of fact, it's a double barrel shotgun\r\n'Cause he pack that power even when he cop none\r\nYo, this ain't no muh'phukkin cypher\r\nIt's like the spirit taking over standing near the mic\r\nLike the hot neighbour, niggas wanna have a bite of her\r\nIf she let everybody connect don't wife her\r\nCall the brethren because the heathen is spittin' for no reason\r\nSpeaking about ridding the whole game of demons\r\nWhen the only thing that is more dangerous than my demons is my semen \r\n\r\n[VERSE 2] \r\n\r\nHe's spitting acid\r\nSo when you get dissolved he gets to call it a classic\r\nStyle so rancid, flows fantastic\r\nBut don't go close to the words bombastic\r\nBecause they make your brain static\r\nPlus he got that wordplay like witchcraft, magic\r\nThe rest is holy like you molding faulty candles\r\nCrawling under tables like Polly don't want a cracker\r\nDoesn't matter silver spoon is sticking out the latter\r\nThen they curse the throne\r\nYet they cannot handle the heat of the microphone\r\nAnd you know they like it risky\r\nThe tone turn frisky then they roam like a frisbee\r\nCrying over spilt milk, say you lack excitement\r\nTrip on gilt they'll think that you's the weak link\r\nAlright then, take a break at the hyphen","download_count":143,"play_count":6,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":1,"download_count_24_at":"2025-06-09","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/616\/29f\/c38\/thumb_750986_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":"published","status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}
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[VERSE 1]
Keep your mind in your skull kid
You don't need a helmet, it's B
He only spit for the thrill
Not to please you, but himself
Like a note to self
But if you're impressed...
2 strikes for the mass
That makes 2 1s
He's so ambiguous like he's got 2 guns
Matter of fact, it's a double barrel shotgun
'Cause he pack that power even when he cop none
Yo, this ain't no muh'phukkin cypher
It's like the spirit taking over standing near the mic
Like the hot neighbour, niggas wanna have a bite of her
If she let everybody connect don't wife her
Call the brethren because the heathen is spittin' for no reason
Speaking about ridding the whole game of demons
When the only thing that is more dangerous than my demons is my semen
[VERSE 2]
He's spitting acid
So when you get dissolved he gets to call it a classic
Style so rancid, flows fantastic
But don't go close to the words bombastic
Because they make your brain static
Plus he got that wordplay like witchcraft, magic
The rest is holy like you molding faulty candles
Crawling under tables like Polly don't want a cracker
Doesn't matter silver spoon is sticking out the latter
Then they curse the throne
Yet they cannot handle the heat of the microphone
And you know they like it risky
The tone turn frisky then they roam like a frisbee
Crying over spilt milk, say you lack excitement
Trip on gilt they'll think that you's the weak link
Alright then, take a break at the hyphen
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