Brotherhood

by Healing Music from U.S.A.

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Blacc Ski Weekend Industries

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released June 5, 2015

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Spaghetti Blacc New York, New York

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Track Name: blacc ox mastr in the temple
Paper Tatami seeks excursion
Open organ botanic array
Track Name: Spaghetti Blacc - FOCUS NECTAR (radio silence remix)
I grip that microphone Bet that shit could get worse Like when I rip that fibbonacci sequence All up out her purse I'm finna puff lye till I fry my whole cable Die mothafucka See my eyes I'm unstable U ain't fuckin wit no chump ho A thoroughbred pimp They say all u need is love But all these hoes can get is dick All u could do was suck yo teeth When a nigga rolled up like microfiche Hold on I ain't incite no beef But it was all on sight when I ignite ya peeps Now peep this bitch Too much spaghetti for yo feed Wat u kno bout smokin Till yo lungs too dry to bleed The game is on Time to rock it and lock it And a bitch can't get a trickle of cum Unless she puttin them duckets up in my pockets I'm so cold when I'm ill I b coughing up ice & I'm so ill and so cold I'll need a coffin of ice You thugs drink Budweiser I'm kaiser permanente When I beat yo ass wit dis stick bitch It's gonna hurt plenty A lota niggas catch that dq Blood leakin out ya teef That's what heat do Ask a leaf we pack the pistol Pass me we comin from tha pockets Wit da missiles We dem niggas that run all up in yo house After the popo done escorted you out After we get our groove on Be on the move like two pumas All upside yo head wit da 22 like 2 tumors Don't need a bitch My glock is my mistress My .45 magnum chrome plated dick Spit rolls of heat bro Niggas call me keynote Or Kino I'm stackin mo chips Than a casino I thizz so hard that I fog up my goggles I sweat so much niggas think I'm menopausal These Tryna get ass niggas is as soft as glass Tryna get pass me you'll never last U might b the type to solve shit But I'm the type to shoot it Come out da boof wit Da HK run yo shit nigga I'm ruthless I only need enough to get me trippin I ain't Tryna catch up on what I been missing U & yo crew While you swerve in saucers Looking like imposters I spark my bark at the crowd of softies Jus sayin all u hoes needsta bacc up off me Nigga been quarantined way before skinny jeans Before sippin lean wit da team Nah mean Little known fact Niggas know I'm ape shit U ain't ate since My tape hit rotation Sall good nig bring yo bitch Got nothin nice to say So I won't say shit Smokin up da bus stop Wit da snub nose glock I spend money on shit Like I'm altruistic The game done left me so autistic It's a quarter past the Millennium Peep what the fuck I'm sellin em Fuck off yo honor I be da blacc jeffrey dahmer It's a race yeah the beat b tryin to keep up wit me Spittin like a fully automatic When I b gummin on that ecstacy Put the game on swivel like rotisserie chicken Yo head swole u can't listen Hold the microphone when I'm fistin Hold my dick up to yo ear when I'm pissin U flaugin since U pressin charges But I'm still missin