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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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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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Compilation album recorded Summer/Fall 2012. Cheat Codes 4 Weak Hoes...

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released September 18, 2012

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