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Retaliation

from Tha Lost Doccuments by Spaghetti Blacc

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Check so for the record
I'm a leopard with a scepter
I'm a navy sub
short a couple of peppers
I kill a set of contenders
Straight Spaghetti blacc pretenders
Get tossed into the blender
Impending return to sender
I'm the sniper with the viper
Probably super hyper
Pucker up on this dick bitch
Like the pied piper
Decipher
My hype strife knife strike mic's like a lighter
Smoking sonny chiba like a street fighter
I pick up my forks and then i hit the road
I eats my supper of punk suckers and then i reload
The craziest nigga spitting funk from a gattlin gun
A rappin captain Mac bitch guess you're battling one
Do the math nigga,
Just cuz I'm floating in data
Don't mean nothing
Pick yo plot and get dropped till ya splatter
That's why ya homies done scattered
Servin spaghetti by the platter
Blacc matter
Mad hatter
Bitches on me like lather
Or rather
Like news on the disaster
Learning game from the master
In the chasm of my castle
Where I got a cast of bastards
With blasters
Niggas get a hold of the mold
Like my dick made of plaster
Shake niggas off my nuts
And Flush em down the crapper
No joke
Kill a track Packin nothin but a straight jacket
Spittin straight laughter
Hit the parking lot still mackin
It's the immaculate
Nigga hittin flawlessly accurate


I'm shaking
These niggas losing they faith
Saving they grace
Over my statements
Replacements and mental patients
Wait and let a nigga lace this
the basics and basically
This nigga done went ape and raped the shape of things
In space now from the shame form is faceless
Now this nigga with a chrome in ya home of all places
But was he ever summoned
Was there time to wonder before these tips hit ya stomach
Then this nigga started runnin
Cuz he know retaliation is awaiting
Like a train one stop away from his fuckin station
Bout to collide with a train stayin the wrong way facin
Embrace it
If I take a shot
Other niggas on the block gotta chase it
I'm living and I'm sacred
And You're living in my basement
Live by the base
zombified when I face it
Flamin pipes on yo street
Means rise and shine to the smell of fresh beef
And fresh beats mean a nigga ain't got nothin to lose
I got ludicrous tunes that'll turn a tomb outa you
Make some food out of you
And some furniture to
Prepared to burn my whole crib
When the Feds raid through
And cop a cave just to pop Quaaludes with my crew
Till we're through

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from Tha Lost Doccuments, released March 20, 2012

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