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Tryna bite my digits?
Why you sellin woof tickets?
Slick snippets spit Crickets
Ticks timber proper
got caterpillars
Tryna jump grasshoppers
Mob
When I roll up niggas fold up
Sho nuff i got the game sewed up
And when i blow it up
Sew ya mouth shut
So ya bounce
Befo you hatin on me
Cuz I ripped yo teeth out
Nigga without a doubt
Sinister to the fullest amount
Finna bend a bitch
You break yourself
And give em hell for all they wealth
I don't need no help
Got this nine under my belt
On This fine summer day
The sun can't touch my gunplay
Punks run
wha dem gwon say
Dem bitch made like shotay
Swig sip on da fotay
Bitch switch hips like role play
Niggas think they get mo hoes
Than a stripper pole
But dey pay to play in tips
And I'm finna stack chips
What these niggas know
About my goals
I lay em to sleep in the studio
I still gotta creep for my Doobie doh
But don't be surprised if you see yo ho
Wanting to donate and mate
I never hesitate to update the blade
Like the same old hoes stayin
hooked on some brand new game
But I ain't playin
I spits it ridiculous quick
And keep it moving with a limp
After my grip
But I been coughing up game for a minute
So I speak on the scene
And bitch niggas I done seent up in it
Givin old timers like myself
Props aint no joke
Mecca spaghetti lace the tracc
Like a mac Till you croak
(Mecca Spaghetti Blacc)
Begin transmission
For these niggas and these bitches
Finna get up in my business
But we still defying physics
Frying these shrimps
Flying in blimps
Can you dig it?
Nigga we pimps
Back hand the ave
Since tha blacc hand
Been making demands
Plotting to stack a grand
Smoke wit me mang
Face an eighth
Liu kang up in space
Sippin tang with the apes
Fakes
I can't even front like one of you
Bout to give some of you
A real clear view
Of the nose of the two two
What?
Spaghetti invincible
Fuck you thought
Tight as locks
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I be dippin and dodgin
Cold weaving these suckas
Like braids game twisted
No love for these bustas
What's my name?
OG spaghetti
What's my game?
Making yo botch pay
Every day
And then I just be out the rift
I tear in the real
Like did that nigga exist
A perpetual explosion of the best
In the flesh
And still fresh
Could ya guess
Punks always wanna talk
Like they know some shit
Notice that now I
broke ya nose bone ya bitch
I'm geeked out
Packin mo heat than a goddamn house
Unsheathed uncut
Up the nose and to the gut
Have you sayin say what
So when I'm Rollin through you better give it up
The blunts,
Won't Wu tang a crutch
But we warned
Ravens swarm
Saving nathan to be born
Scrape a nigga's face
like a plate full of corn
Baked and full of scorn
And hate
Finna scheme on these fiends
for my cream and cake
I'm no fake
Throw Bowes
Snort mo blow
Shake a clown down
make a chain from his bones
Now
More stomaches than a cow in my stomach
Punk shoulda saw it coming
When I told the nigga run it
I'm invincible to triggas cutty
Since I'm simply resisting death
Creep like a roaring boar on my last breath
DN 8 ball
Rock skates on them weights
Wait
Can't touch me
Can't feel my own face
Straight laced
Like line for line
Can you keep with my pace
Or get left behind
In this human race
You better find some performance enhancing drugs
Blast that ass necromancer thugs
Raise niggas from the grave
And shake they necks
Till they drop connects
Check bless
So do you wanna try the kama sutra
With a Molly fiend from the future
I suture niggas heads
To the foot of niggas bed
Wake up realizing you slept with a fed
Whose body is buried underneath a shed
Stuffed but not with fluff
instead lead
Cuss
Till I throw up blood from my guts
disgusting
with organs fucking rusting
Dip into a seizure
Woke up in flames
Still cooler than a freezer
Drinking ice from my chain
Program rhymes to delete ya brain
As the rhyme programmed me
And I possess the game
I'm fresher than the motherfuckin
Blood on my sandals
Burning all night
like my blunt was a candle
Niggas can't handle
When I hand em back they asses
In a battle
So now they all tattle
I spit straight rattle
And riddle ya planet
Till I get rid of yo planet
Motherfucker understand it?
It's blowin up ya spot if spaghetti planned it
Goddamnit
Get me some rocks I demand it
Enchanted and chanting
Madness crane play Preying mantis
Used to have a pipe
Now I'm smoking broken glass
Used to have homies
Till I killed they ass
You may think that you bad
But motherfucker I'm badder
Blasting niggas into blacc matter
Nigga the mad hatter
I blap em zap em wrap em up in plastic
When I'm blastin
Ski masked ass bastard
Captain of the panthers
Light ya mans like lanterns
With banter
Spittin shit without a fuckin answer
Niggas who I catch
Wish they caught cancer
Yo mother was in a casket
With a handful of jizz
And a mouth full of dog piss
The bitch wasn't missed
The funeral home had to throw her ass out on the street
So you don't really wanna fuck with me
Peep game
Across the street
Niggas in trucks with heat
Ap's tucked under they shirts for the beef
Believe
Niggas get burnt and hurt
When I do dirt on the street see?
Or grieve
Cuz where I be
I be taking ecstasy g
Making cd's
to freeze these beezies
Nigga I'm a different species
Dismissed these niggas
As they did miss the treaty
Can't even see me
Wonder like Stevie
Some lookin cheesy
Dumb lookin greasy
Boy gone beastie
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Affiliations prove crucial
Negativities turned neutral
Leaving niggas up on the crucible
My whole crew up at ya funeral
I pull over cop cars
Pop shots at helicopters
Plotting to pop bars
Monsters with heavy choppers
We lurkin
To purge the urge to pull these bitches purses
My verses
punish any person
With curses
Walkin back cross the same places
Zooted Tryna identify the same faces
I'm tweaking offa something in the air
Unidentifyable pimping object
Just jetted down the block like a rocket
I'm dippin ain't no moss
Filibuster n twisted salt
Seasoning and lacing game
That gotta buffer in yo brain
Spittin and swiggin
Catching up with me ain't no thang
I made a game
out of playing punk police mayne
And I put that on my house
Talkin bout
Too deep in the game
To never make it out
Patna what you know about
Keeping game Zip locked and vacuum sealed
Needing to creep
Off that white like a daffodil
Nigga we out here throwin down till the turf crumble
Civilians not down by now
Hit the earth and huddle
All of a sudden
The funk start bubblin up
Niggas taking uppercuts
Chucking up blood from they fuckin guts
Never trusted em
What is done is done
Niggas who speak on it
Catch a branding on the tongue
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You better go see yo optometrist
Tryna spot where a baller is
Tryna front for these hostages
Will have all of y'all up in coffins bitch
Jugular slit up
Lit up over a motherfucking hiccup
Tryna spit shit you can't bite
These rhymes ain't lozenges
Tongue split up Tryna fight
Get gobbled up On sight
I'm packing a rifle and a knife
Motherfuckers run because
I'm nothing nice
These triflin niggas get wired up like kites
Peppered up like spice
You'd think they'd be ready to die twice
When they come to pay they price
They say I've lived a full life
but I ain't dead yet
They say I've lived a fool's life
Ain't got no regret
Respect
I used to make alibis
Now the jury taste the nine
The only thing preventing
Me from raising up off yo speakers
And putting a razor through ya throat
Is this weed stick
I need to puff paranoia
So ya nigga can sleep
Street creep
Popping niggas with heat
Dropping niggas like beats
I'm a beast
Bitch slayer
Pull a caper on the mayor
Make him take me to his momma house
So I can rape her
Only after my beagle
But before the desert eagle
Spaghetti on the menu
Making minced meat out of people
In these streets
just plotting on a homicide
Fiending for a better high
Than formaldehyde
So I take the 9 and blast it
Now Guess who family
Leaving this planet in a casket
That's the sound of the gat
or glock
gettin cocked back jack
so just walk Or get capped
And pimp smacked with the mac
Eleven
get that ass sent to heaven
On the double
Say spaghetti sent ya
With a bloody shovel
I hover over hoes
Claiming that they be my lover
Get on my level
And get yo punk act together
Ass nigga
Spit all high-tech 9
My technique ain't sweet
Respect me or bullets sweep you off your feet nigga
What's beef
Niggas cook on these streets
Medium rare tear niggas red meat
Be easy b skeezy is speezy b don't sleep
My glock weep "hold me"
Turning mafia niggas holy moly
Most of these niggas think they know me
Play me like they own me
Pay me what you owe me
I'll beat a ho and a Homie yo
Hold up
Rolled up like a blunt at the studio
Truly Unruly Foolish
And Rude to a groupie bitch
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Killa cutta assassin
Subtract mathematics
Microphone gets ta blasting
I just bring out the napkins
I'm talkin about which
Bitch mc
Be tryin ta handle me
I run up on they family
Now they be Understandin me
See he
Drop more cd's than feces
Don't approach me thinking
He be baked ziti
Motherfucka
I'm not that nigga to go toe to toe with
I be that motherfucker with the explosives
That nigga that just unloaded
These notions
Mostly he Be in motion
But more well known coast to coast
Than any surrounding ocean
Where u floatin
I'm skipping and scratching that
Off the record in court
This Rap Catastrophe
Place remorse
In a Hearst
Of course
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Fuck spaghetti blacc
Studio ass chump nigga
Neva pulled the trigga
Break him off a bump
bunk nigga
I put my ear to the streets
And hear its poem
But when I call upon these haters
They mutter dial tones
Hard as styrofoam
They afraid to be alone
They pay to play
Trip and get whipped up like purée
The pure stay
And even lay mute
While bustas flip they tongue
run they gums like it's cute
I put them on they bums
Have a seat on my boot
Spaghetti blacc ain't dead
Nigga gimme da loot
Get in the loop
Take a scoop from the pool
Laying up on my back wet
Eyes full of drool
Loose lips sink ships
And I'm the fuckin intrepid
Trippin up and down the alley called the fuckin Hudson valley
Shit
I'm a pimp
Definitely official
Guess what hit you
Rip flesh tissue
On my mission
Stainless issue
Water couldn't dilute my flow
Yo
So pardon while I go harder than
Brainless Steel flame retardant
I'm bargin in
Sergeant
charging xtra large for the margarine
Fish scale under snake skin
Empty cartridge Charging
Roger
I'm pitching game harder than a dodger
Often spotted potted
Keepin ya eyes doted
I'm all about allotted thoughts rotten cotton
Not slots
Plotted popped On the foxtrot
Played like an Xbox
The next PAC
Better wear a vest
And spit his best like the mic a test
Crush the rest elephants
Hella bent
Know the captain of the Benz low
Reload on benzos
Expload on dem hoes
Yo
that's how the game goes
They hail for the reign of snow
Derailed in pain yo
If you ain't make my pesos
I'll rip yo verse straight off yo tape
Pull my cape
I'll arrange yo wake
Break punks
Chunk flakes off
Betty Crocker cakes
Great
The spaghetti blacc
Ain't havin that
Living lavish
Getting fat
Attack cats
Stacks stats
Motherfucker I'm back
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Night of December 13th
Where were you?
I was at my nigga blacc's birthday party that we'd been planning since june
But some shit just popped off
Too soon
And sent two of the wrong cops
To they tomb
Now I got this p.i. In my office
Talkin about "I thought we had a deal"
I said fuck you pig a cop always reserve the right to get killed
These youngsters on the street
Don't know how to act
And if You were running the streets
You'd catch an asthma attack
Are you serial killer
I guess
Cuz I killsa crooked cop
Quickly with a wickedccz pop
Come and get me
They say the sickness stop
But I ain't listenin to them bitches
You ain't see nothin
Say nothin
Mind ya business
Cuz I'm cleaning the streets
With these dirty fucking pigs
Possessed puffing twig
Keeping my finga
On the trigga
Can't put me in cuffs
Cuz fuck I ain't that nigga
Oh but they say they just people too
So let's play em the way they done played you
But I don't pay
For a pig buffet
Ribs of rookies
brains of the D.E.A.
So joining the force is just slang
For going to the morgue
Strike a cop like a chord
Ignite on sight with the rifle
I dial 911
And they dead on arrival
It's survival
Fuck a cop ain't my idol
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Rules don't even apply to gettin mine
By my design
I pull time by the twine
watch it unwind
Hit the hive with the mind
Scribes be trying to find
with they signs
I need no introduction
When I'm fuckin up ya function
puffin on somethin
busting my lungs like robotussin
Laced with dust
Cuz bitch we murderous
Burglars in herds say word
Ain't you heard of us
Pass me a mic
For all the bustas in sight
I got a plot to ignite
These motherfuckers like pipes
Follow me
Rude boy and I'm finna fuck yo bitch
On the nightly
And spit shit
That fuck up her psyche
Unsightly
Aight b
They knight me
If I weren't rockin didas
I'd write read my nikes
But that's all irrelevant now
Unidentifiable game
Got these tame niggas shamed
I pull it out it my brain
And just let the fucker spray
So pray I don't put my prey
Up on display
Turning tables of fate
When spaghetti on the plate
Niggas gotta hide they face
And if they wait too late
I'll let these rhymes detonate
Tripple dribble on motherfuckers
And I'm laying it up on thick
Betraying niggas quick
Slay a nigga pull a lick
Walkin laps around a niggas house
Scoping it out
Scope be out still go up and his throat be out
And bounce be up out
Cuz I can never be without an ounce
Definitely not sauerkraut
without a doubt
Dabbling rambling chasing time
Erasing minds
And wasting rhymes
Scramble and amble and burn like a candle
Made up of more drugs than one thug can handle
What you know about me or my goddamn anthology
motherfuckers owe me an apology
I'm a mothafuckin figga in this rap game
Million dolla nigga rockin cane
Spit flame quicker than a hurricane
I'm engaged to the game
An arranged marriage
Got some whores on the side
In my palace
Lets not forget I'm
Stompin on these niggas too
Who are you to come through
While sketti is coming true
My history undo
And leave clues for these bustas
Yet I'm sendin em to they tomb
No need to be flustered
These clowns think
they can talk to me now
Throwing down
pound for pound
in the boogie down
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Caw in a nigga ear
Clear like a hollow tip
Even if money talk
It don't spit like this
Like an empty ass square
In mid air
My nigga check this
We gettin reckless
Pull a nigga out a moving Lexus
If he start flexin
Guessing that he's gonna keep his necklace
We break his neck
Fo sho
the fake never get respect ho
My clip tearin flesh off ya neck bone
Come back with my grip kid or get let go
The tech know
Unknown crimes
Executed with flawless technique
Decapitate a cop in his motherfucking sleep
When a motherfucker creep
Nigga give me a reason
And I'll Leave yo block bleeding
Chopped off heads screaming
Nigga feel me
Can't see Nathan mo filthy
Than bloodshed
but dread just bleed from my head
Undead
The funk is infected
Punk Bitch get protection
I ain't tepid with the rep
Step with eleven weapons
I be all up in yo face with a pistol
pissed off miss fire
And still hit you with a different fucking missile
Burning bone and gristle
When these hollow tips whistle Quick
Reducing niggas when I pull a lick
With this arithmetic
The game get thicker
Quicker than a clock tick nigga
Rock a nigga chop him up
Or pop him take yo pick nigga
Yo wallet in my pocket
And yo bitch call me papa
Up in them guts reading entrails
When I slaughter yo daughter
Patna
I turn ya whole planet into fodder
Fuckin with a killer
Crushing toddlers with my armor
Who want trauma
I Stride like a live dive bomber
It's bonkers
I'm a stalker
Lost every cent of sense
Let bullets dispense
Like life ain't no expense
I expect my mind spent
Deflecting murder attempts
With that murderous intent
I keep yo spot tense
Flustered niggas combustin
Like c-4 explosives
Nigga if you front
You musta caught the wrong notion
put my spoon in a nigga's brain
crack a Crackas case open
Lace smokin
Eighths coke and dope
Got yo block chokin
Niggas say there's a cop
Radio in my brain
Explaining how the voices
Be driving me insane
And I remain
A couple of steps ahead of the pigs
They couldn't locate my game
If I scattered their brains
Cuz spaghetti blacc done never gave a fuck about a bitch
That's why I'm jacking bustas killin mothafuckas from my hip
Same shit different casket
When a nigga gets to blastin
Watch yo lips ol chap
I'm not the nigga to be askin
I let the glock bark one time
For my real niggas
Bitch niggas perturbed
Need refer to the nina trigga
Aka pay a visit to the wig splitter
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Gods On Safari - 11
03:18
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I aint payin for no drank
You ain't smokin on my dank
Spitting game like a tank
Till i'm walkin down the plank
I be spitting hexa fast
Millisecond paragraphs
Baby girl on the path
Cash gon feel my wrath
And I never save em
Since that shits for cavemen
Hell freeze over
Ho I'm colder than Satan
Crack rock I be baking
Take time to spare Nathan
Never complacent
Sacred game I be lacing
Erase it
And race to the blade
Done Dodged hecka lames
Like vets did grenades
Only take an l well when I can afford it
Never drop coordinates
Yeah that be important
A sorceress
Aint got that game that I possess
At best my words infest
Suggest they break up out they dress
For sex
A tempest
It's best they don't see me coming
Else they'd pick up they purses and panties and start runnin
Everyone stuck in the game Tryna win
But I'm within the deep end
With a large shark fin
Tryna choke wit my folks
That call themselves kin
Tryna function
At the function
Where spaghetti blacc is bumpin
Straight up the nose
Till we lower than toes
And hoes say spaghetti
You a saucy negro
Unloaded promoting pimpin
And no other notion
Where that game you be boastin
Busta that's bunk you be totin
I'm toasting off these toxins
Psilocybin oxycotton
Get it right or get it rotten
Slow the process of ya plottin
Break a bitch with my campaign
Yeethat's right nigga
So my stack can get bigga
I got some game to deliver
Pop the cork on the convertible
Corvette
Top down now cops
Wanna step
Wanna clap that niggas yap
Like a throat full of strep
But I keep switchin up game
Before bitches can buy it
But I'm biased
If u ain't giving up scratch
Batch well don't try it
Strike ya claptrap Like a match
And send that ass to the track
Sketti blacc
Got rocks and rolls like craps
Know mo bout amphetamines
Than a rolling stone mag
red teeth lips crossed
and eyes chapped
Let flames just snack
on a whole dub sack
Turn lacs
Bend backs
Trade a track for a rack
Ain't no shortin this Mac
Wear hecka whores on his back
If them heels aint clixin in the street
Best believe it must be
Uncharted territory
See you be
Fuckin around with some original ass playas
Getting payment for the hatas
Stomp they ass wit me gators
Mothafuckas
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