Go Hard Pt.1 Lyrics - Kid Vishis

[Verse 1 - Royce] 

Bar Exam 3 is like a mock a nigga, pop a nigga mockery 

Housin', put the lock on it, Monopoly 

Call me Enterpriser 

Stick my battery inside a little white bunny, you can call me Energizer 

The most interesting man in the world, I know papi 

Sippin' root beer floats Saki mixed with Dos Equis 

I'm a Slaughterhouse rock star 

I pick up the biggest pig I can find and throw it at the windshield of a cop car 

Dissin' me can be pretty fatal 

Cause bitch I got +Money In The Bank+ from puttin' that shit into Yayo like 50's label 

Fuckin' freak 

Ya mommy and daddy, daddy and daughter 

Ya daddy, your grand daddy, your name fatty is Carter 

She like, "Get inside me" but that's a tight squeeze 

Once I'm in her juice box she gon' hit the Hi-C's/high c/high sea 

I'm hooked up cause I'm ill ass fuck like I.V.'s 

I bare arms like it ain't nothin' up my sleeves 

The next MC that rhyme 'official' with 'ref with a whistle' 

That ain't Young Money 

I'ma definitely diss you 

If you 

Rhymin' 'packin' a mac' with 'back of the Acura' 

Perhaps you can't match my spectacular vernacular 

You still rhymin' 'bottles' with 'models' 

'College' with 'knowledge' 

Usin' the word 'swagga' 

You're probably garbage 

You thugs funny 

Comparin' 5'9" to anybody 

You comparin' Superman to Bugs Bunny 

[Royce talking] 

You are now rockin' with the Bar Exam 3! The most interesting man in the world. 

[Chorus - Royce] 

B3 go 

"Hard hard hard" 

Nickel Nine go 

"Hard hard hard" 

Kid Vishis go 

"Hard hard hard" 

Nigga we so 

"Hard hard hard" 

[Verse 2 - Kid Vishis] 

I be blazin' 

I'm talkin' 'bout stone 

Goliath in the fight verse David 

I'll kill ya 

Bullets ain't lyrical 

Blaoka! 

Goin' straight to the point, the gun's Waka Flocka 

Rhymes is electric 

Fire bolts! 

It'll make your voice crack like Whitney hittin' high notes 

I got a metal gut with large nuts 

You bitch ass niggas, we call y'all "dog butts" 

Yeah, I remember what they said 

Yeah, my pockets used to be skinny, now they fat like K-Fed 

Aww man 

My bullet's is a fan of me 

Kiss him right in the mouth, do him like Kid Cudi 

They say one man's trash, another man's treasure 

I call her a fat, black, bitch, you call her Precious 

Since I'm a gun blazer 

It cost me nothin' to take your money, Vishis like a fund raiser 

Rutger by me 

You with a gun is a bigger myth than Jay-Z in the Illuminati 

This is B verse rockin' 

So you gettin' punched up more than Mike Tyson do to paparazzi 

Freeze when you see the mag, I don't flash I blast 

Leave his ass as nasty as Trina rash 

When it come to that rhymin' shit 

Nigga, I'm a steroid shot 

You a Flintstone Vitamin 

[Outro - Royce] 

M.I.C. Records! The most interesting man in the world! 

[Chorus - Royce] 

B3 go 

"Hard hard hard" 

Nickel Nine go 

"Hard hard hard" 

Kid Vishis go 

"Hard hard hard" 

Nigga we so 

"Hard hard hard"