Spaghetti Blacc

from Hysteria 51 by Spaghetti Blacc

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Can't fuck with us
Can't fuck with the sun
Sun Royale
Spaghetti blacc
Put fools on their back
You're out of luck
You're gonna get snuffed

Rollin through NYC with a guillotine
Ready to sell hell to a dope fiend
Cuz it's ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Live by the powder
Or die like a coward
See and I stay lickin my teeth
Ticking like a motherfuckin timebomb in these streets
Two hands on a clock
One hand on my glock
One hand on my bitch
Tell me when will it stop
Talkin shit like I'm a disgrace
When in my face just ain't yo place
Number one runner in the balla race
Gum some coke and be on the chase
Bitches is privileged to be my business
Blind nigga vision
Nigga did you listen
My fist is glistnin
Fit description
Kill within instants
To Refill pescriptions
I'm gifted
but i guess foes missed it
Don't risk it
See the biscuit Quick kiss it
You extinguished
New vision
New mission
Suspicion
Limbless
he ain't livin
He ain't fibin
Just livid
He ain't cooked a bird since thanksgiving
No pilgrims
Plymouth Rock up in my chillum
chickenheads gawk
So you know I had to grill em
Know I had to kill em
When I stepped up in the buildin
Caught some feelings
Like you caught some bullets
You caught the case even though you didn't pull it
Judge in court Tryna give you life
And that's about all you can take of mine
Got lives to burn I'm a cat with a nine
Doing dirt to cats Born under bad signs
Since the symbols single made you say damn he can rhyme

These niggas claim I be inferior
Spaghetti be material
Game be ethereal
Killa goin serial
Before we be imperial
Effervescent presence
And sense second guessin
Head shaped like a crescent
Homies all stressing
Cuzz I hulled out the weapon
Dump like a profession
Sliced into sections
Stupid slut slit up
shoulda sought for protection
Cuz i Jacked her whole pension
Now hoes jock the ethiopian prince
But these bitch ass niggas ain't seen the nigga since
Check footprints
Hes an Urban myth
Ghost like a spliff
Smoke float up the mist
Me thinks you've been dissed
Slit yer own wrists
Sisters dismissed if they don't bring me chips
Flip out the whip and tug those extensions
Savage business I already mentioned
ask me if I'm stressin
I'm blasting with a smiff n wesson
You niggas back off my nuts especially if you reppin
Some faded out clique
Some square ass shit
if my names in yo lip
Bet you gonna get flipped
Walkin in the club straight shotty first
And throw the afterparty in the back of my Hearst
I run amok like I'm drunk driving a truck
Who gives a fuck just stick befoe you stuck
Run through the Bronx with a scythe
Mid daylight
Lips foam purple sprite
Craving to feast on these sheep as creepin ass mothafuckas
With a fork and boxcutter time for supper

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from Hysteria 51, released October 31, 2011

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