Bar Mitzvah - Planet Asia, Gensu Dean

I see you mutherfuckers chipping at my aura and shit

(This is the fuckin' Bar Mitzvah right here)

Act like I don’t see that shit

Stop bitin' my shit!

This is the Bar Mitzvah right here

All of a sudden you want to be on that fly shit

(I'mo Mitzvah you mutherfuckers with Bar)

You know who started that shit Nigga

Aura infinite, Ethan I rhyme the magnificent

Clockwork sync cal can and my guy whistling

Fireworks splatter the stage right off my written shit

Missles hit, rooftop snipers to blow your kitchens in

Bite a nigga’s shit

Guarantee my military troops throw on the boots to come and kick your dentures

in

Prime witness see the dagger, get your face fixed

You late bitch, but still you out, still in swagger

Electric necklace disrespect former reckless

Columbian boom my hole left you with your neck slit

Burnt the bounty out of Curran county

Tequila worm last swig of this bottle when this shit has turned probably

Wild card burn the house down to send a message

Cool as a pimp I like my school with shrimp lemon pepper

With barbeque sauce, your article soft

You see the uniform custom made Nautica garb medal coptic

Roles go poperone

Red fez for rockin'

Limousine, guns, titanium watches

For the count of mind power.

rhyme for hours

Born god in the paradigm of higher knowledge

Put on some fly shit, not on my sweats

So I can buy shit, Nigga this is as fly as it gets

I’m on my grind like cleats on the field

Haters try to throw stones, rocks flown never reaching my shield

From prince to king my team el-o-heem now kiss the ring

This is technotogy Scotty beam me —

Evaporate me to my shuttle

Then make me reappear so these wack niggas never rebuttle

Its the diamond test open sesame — it’s Simon sez

No more verse licks wack shows or minor bread

Yeah!

my bidness in order now

The game been watered down

Time to show you lames the art of style

Grafitti flair foreigner

Journey with me on this event

As I proceed I hope I’m not boring yah

Leather trench shell to Sherlock

Leather Kufi — eleven cables to the navel looking real stupid

Hoopti hot rocks the top shot the dog whisperer

Salam alaikum I just gave that ass a bar mitzvah!

The truth hurts alot but fuck it — I can’t fake it

Cause once its on the track’s gettin' circumsized

(Yeah ya’ll mutherfuckers need to stop bitin')

(Get your own style steal your own mutherfuckin language)

(PA medalion Zy BG the baclava Don Bitch!)