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First of the month Can't trip & let these fools rip Gank myself a plan About How to break on up & out Never see me simpin now Pure for sure Crumble the erb Let's let it burn Go beast on the curb Sinister sizzle the words Not simmie he came from my jimmy ya heard Dolo on tape Got these niggas scared I'm cooked off the bait And still spittin rare Been warn y'all But y'all ain't prepared Ima take u 2 where I keep The bodies in my lair Cookin in the lab I grab the mic magnum Rip a new slab Trip Gotsta let the lyric rip Spaghetti never hear of it Steer clear Make these niggas do a pirouette On the block and disappear Get a huge knot and stop Up in Fort Knox wita glock 2 pop G heavy slices Sit quiet nice sniffin many spices And only spit to prevent the crisis Griped wit crimes That'll cripple ya conscious Sit back and do time Behind the eyes of a Martian Smart ass shark fin Got u wet in the darkness I have no heart Real niggas flip scripts Pussy punk play ya part We smoke escape pods And hate our odds But wit a fork or a rake You couldn't scrape the god U fake! Bitch! U Neva gon see game like this U Neva gon make change like this Bow to yo knees and bear witness Baptize the bitch with the quickness

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from The Return of Spaghetti Blacc, released August 25, 2014

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