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eternal mousou

by Spaghetti Blacc

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I've witnessed what u consider pimpin Nigga it ain't nothin A bunch of stale lines Comin from a frontin busta I'm shakin the rules Still payin dues Raiding tombs Playing fool's crews like doom Missing screws out of tune On chewy biting shrooms Perfume on niggas Jus for standin on the avenue And u knew I wasn't mad at you Spaghetti blacc witta whistle Finsta check yo attitude When the smoke clear That's when I kick it into fif gear And this year Ya gots no choice but to disappear Like the reflection up outta my mirror Now u trippin on robotussin Get yo head in the game When it bounce off the curb Now u cursin bout that last concussion mane I'm dusted might start bussin mane Nigga trust steady busted Had to peel his cap back like a bottle of sunkiss I don't give a fucc blacc hold they family hostage If they ain't leavin u the notes Don't even leave em a carcass Finna make a beat Outta pummeling niggas into concrete Just tenderizing my beef Just recognized spaghetti Gotta back flip to that cat piss I'm bat shyt with the answers Fork over the gold I got the code to make u explode I gotsta roll Sumfin like a tank fulla doja You shoulda known when I showed up I'm on drugs boutta unleash from the shouldas Put u in that coma Come back Like yo life support chord I'm finna snap Spaghetti served over Ice U skunk can you fuqq wit dat?
2.
Catch a whiff of the lick Buckle up quick here come the whip Leave em Layin dead blood red like licorice Make a wish that nigga lit Rip shyt tossin trash cans Cuz I'm coming so niggrish Doin damage Sound like I was tossin hoes In da back of my ham sandwhich But that was u swallowing my fist Standing over u like "dam bitch" You lookin mo red than a canvas So they gonna find u in Atlantis Wingspan chuckin Niggas be duckin Get trapped betwix my talons Now say that shyt to my face Before you get dropped on my battalion Coming so raw like I just fucked a stallion Blood up in my paws I'm jaws unchained Creeping thru the fog mane Serving the law a free hot dog Like it's baseball bitch I'm goin to work Liberacci fingers bouta make the beat twerk Beat off my tech skeet shells in yo smirk Reek havoc raise hell Fuqq niccas amazed Chop my way thru these raids 8 arms swingin blades Napalm up in my brain The game smoked like an eighth My ace broke out the safe I taste coke on my face I waste punks they disgrace I hate bunk ass rappers Wetter than snappers if u claiming fake Yo name I erase off the tombstone And place that chisel up in a cop's dome I'm gone off that homegrown And roaming thru the school zone I blew bones left with red lipstick up on my gat Throbbing Mack 10 in my other hand Can you deal widdat??? When will they learn to jus hand me the pure I am both the disease treatment & the cure The whole game on total swole ho & U da next that's gotta go Mmn Still blacc born spaghetti swingin machetes U thought I would leave the game How can I when you're not ready Said nigga youza fuqq Bet it must run in ya family Cuz I done seen the way yo kids run from my clan It's that finger twistin bastard castin spells Tossin shells Sun of hell Sportin bitch repellant Tossin bottles on niggas Crackin skulls makin a killin Null be my only feelin My eyes sweatin in the scope I wouldn't give a fuq if u was the pope Even if u was my momma u can expect some drama And I ain't talkin bout beats But yo tech might jam in the streets Now you got a face full of toe jam Espionage done scanned u down And fucked up yo whole program Niggas can't understand Where on the menu can they eat spaghetti over beef Punching out all of them yellow teef Now u mumbling when will I ever cease Got my gun tucked up in yo fuckin gums Fulla heat U waitin for a nicca to let u speak Yo body parts up in crates I'm chewing on yo intestines like cake You got Hell of a lip to run on a nigga But if I'm covered in blood Staring at the sun It's yo mistake Yo life's for the taking But you knew that Who that crew fulla rap cats Spaghetti blacc schitzo gnats Plus wit bat shit senility Telekinetic abilities You just a relic u feelin me Or do I gotta spell what I'm dispelling Welcome 2 H-E-L-L
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Ima gaff these niggas Can't rap cuz I done baffled niggas Cat gat ya tongue With these raps I done spun & dispell all shells When I bust you go to hell I got rust up on my gills You smell the musk up on my bills I'm in the gust like its a drill I'm in them guts like a pill Boutsta rupture better hold up And motherfuckin chill But a nigga never will Cuz this spit shit so incredible Move weight in bulk like the mo fuckin hulk Go head and sulk suck ya teeth You get plucked off the streets for discussing this shyt We taboo on the streets We da flock like geese Flipping grease making police do backflips Thems ain't acrobatics you can practice You got the game backwards I'm waiting for matches When that ego snap React foe shrapnel dispatch Mind's retina detach To Scan each synapse Sent skinned alive tortured captured Two fists for earphones when spaghetti blacc rap
4.
Hatin ass niggas get they wig pop Simple ass shyt when will it stop Spittin this game since my minor years Tell it to the choir I ain't got no tears Harder than the bumper on the bus Crashin thru yo front door if u fuckin wit us Niggie roll me up & we outta hurr Sprinkle all that yayo up on the pure Noee runny lips white as fuck now Ain't shit to cap a clown for the takedown Big nugget on the block But u shake now I smoked you And ya whole clan get the shakedown Arms swanging thru the night just like a crowbar It's some bussa ass niggas on my radar I'm finna dig they grave after I raid hard I ain't no brave heart but for blood I slave It's the nigga eating shark From the trap house called k mart Str8 out the loony bin wita grudge They wonder why we stuck em up Cuz I ain't showin love
5.
Just add it on to the pile Another slab of that beef Layin it up on thick Stackin on niccas head wif dat grief Still the vile king spaghetti Packed with vials & machetes Get retchy 10 blades soar outta my coat into yo belly I'm betting You niggas come with the Anna But not enough ammo Ima wait till they turn off the cameras & go bananas & you'll awake at the bottom of a canyon Please forgive me I'm just rambling Don't even know how I'm still standin But even if my knees buckle I can headbutt a nicca skull open & chuckle I'm possessed & be out on the double If you out on the town You best look out for that trouble Headin soufbound But he from the North Pole Had the whole game on swole When I was twamp trey years old Damn near 3 years ago Still coming colda Coulda cut that cola wit baking soda When them white boys showed up I was y'all Crackas owe us! & everything I spit be that bonus Spinnin out doin donuts Chillin out like some grown ups What the fuqq nicca?
6.
Nicca youza mark and I Neva did trust ya If I see yo ass on the spot Ima bus I'm ballin in the game wit no mercy rule No picture no interviews I pulled a lick now I'm lickin some sinews Syndicate sizzle off the short fuse I got my talons wrapped around yo neck when I court you Just ask my cohorts Swingin axes chokin off that shit we wuz last snortin Mission aborted I done born you myself How you get the game so goddamn fuck contorted Youza duck sittin perched up on some war shit Up in niggas heads drillin in lobes Sendin hoes & hot ones cross the globe I suppose I ain't the type to get rolled on Dynamite type excitement So nicca, fuqq yo whole riot And you gon sleep like a biych tonight When I lay this lead pipe upon yo face up in yo eyesight And after I kill ya Ima fuqq u in da ass I ain't playin Bout to ignite yo whole spot soaked in gas
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inigga like me gots no soul And what's to see you die And you can see it too At the lit end of my fry I'm jus pulsating on the beat Marinating the same beef Glocc throbbin Head bobbin cuz I'm nodding While bank Robbin But you don't remember the criminal what's his name Called him noodles Try to bite Now you droolin Holdin pieces of yo brain in yo lap Oozin not movin Youza student lemme lace you up I spit this game cuz there's no chaser Peel ya scalp back in mid caper Mid section penetrated apart From da shrapnel And you done shat in yo shoes Befo you ever paid dues Ima tank & a tryuck ain't no lyin bout dat bruh Crush niggas flat roll back And bus niccas baccs And it don't matter where u from Who u love Jus cross the game once And get diced up While I light up This lye And conspire a rhyme Situation dire enough To expire if you ain't bucc
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released October 20, 2015

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