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Nicca earned some guts
Gained a whippin from a nutcase
Freebase
Wif my gun
Erase yo whole fuqqin face
These niggas betta learn to duck & dodge
I'm pullin ho cards
I'm down to rob
Buckin on these noggas in the fuselage
Niggas call me a goon
But can't tell me shyt
No eyes behind my locs
When I'm shootin at these white folk
You can find me on the curb
Chasing a lick
I don't care if you do it the honest way
Nobody witta gun gon give a shyt
You gonna b feelin assed out
When I sit you in a casket
Even my homies gotta duck
When the wrath blast niggas in half
U wanna diss
Then approach the throne
U ain't got no tone
Ima call yo mom
And tell her ass u on yo way home
After I break yo bones
My missiles hone
Yo click is gone
Died in a huddle penning bars
For some weak ass poems
Ima cold blooded pit
From the pet cemetery
Essentially been pimpin
While yo ass was in Seminary
Niggas hurry
To get buried
If they ain't on my team
Bullets strike like lightning
Igniting niggas
And leaving em icy
On the nightly
Steady heavy in the game
On a playa hater
Don't even send me a kite g
U can wait for me to holler at yo punk ass later
Niggas waiting in line
To take mine at my own wake
Like it's a welfare office
And everybody want a piece of that cake
Ima be loadin up
Twistin on that silencer in my coffin
Bust on out while the nigga givin that eulogy start coughin
And that's Bronx town mackin bitch
Now I'm shittin on yo tombstone
Whilest I twist on up that kitty piss
See a crippin nigga pushin a baby carriage
And tell him run it
It's nothin
You ain't livin life like you love it
I'm drunk
Bout to dump clips to yo stomach
For what?
Simply because I hate yo plug
Nigga so fuck it
Fuck a nigga soul
Buck for everything u own
I be running outta control
Out tha bank wit everything I can hold
At da banquet
Showin off some new fuckin golds
On some old hoes
Like I'm fully grown
Already known
Chrome plated pestilence
Shrapnel done fumigated yo residence
Sandstorm done erased the evidence
Defaced debased
Out wit da swarm
Ain't no way in hell I'm finned 2 catch a case
Kill my patnas
Clan full of spaghetti niggas start to disappear like jimmy Hoffa
Can't trust em
Can't fade em
So Combustable on the blade
Now yo guts is on display
Rearranged and you just a stain up on my brain
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body scrambler
02:51
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Prolonged妄想
00:26
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((cerebral)) 妄想tissue
02:58
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Know that if I must creep
Ima capture
Fuck around & get stuck in a bear trap
Leave you unda da gnats
Drawin a crowd of flies
Loud & anger in my eyes
You the victim of a surprise
Cuz you the nigga I despise
Terminal override
You know so many die over strife
And if the situation right
You look ripe
That just might be yo life
So don put up a fight
No one can hear you scream
Driving you out in the middle of the night
So I can throw you down the stream
Gotsta get wired up & hit yo fammy wit piano strings
Goin ham Like son of Sam
On everything
You think I give a dam
If they don't make spaghetti king
Ima pawn yo wedding ring
Smoke headies
Plot my next case
On the rebound
These niggas foul out & won't get found
It's goin down
Got dam these niggas itchin they crown
They ain't never heard no shit like this
Until they head hit the fuckin ground
I'm earthbound
The turf is where you gon end up
You learn how
To tell the real apart from the pretenders
Who do I let enter my center
My fortress of solitude
Where the doja got me holdin my head together like it's broken
While I'm chokin
Wif da coke drip hurtin
If I snort another gram
We might see some blood for certain
But check my flow
Peep the unusual
Dealing out contusions
And you know I'm good for funerals
I don't know how so many wack
Niggas got in the picture
Talk smack behind my back
And from the front Ima hit ya
Maybe you should wait to drop yo tracc
After I'm done with this shit bruh
I'm jamming the whole extended clip
Flex and it's those precious muscles that gone rip
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Landfall
02:14
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妄想又は魔人
09:31
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Delta Eridani
02:34
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You wanna battle you'll get lit up quick ho just like an herb
Now you the caddle
For this stick up kid
With fixes ya heard
My sickle be ripping up each pixel
Pickin out pieces from my teeth
You wanna fight
But u da nigga dat look just like a geek
You shoulda learned it up
I'm not that nicca you can cross
Big boss
Acquire some game now wit this mackin sauce
And I'm so absolutely evil
When I creep
Cuz there's no sequel
Say yo prayers now fo you go to sleep
I'm taking pictures of yo corpse
After I fuck it
A young nigga gon loko
When I hit yo strip in a bucket
I luh Buddha
nigga
That's how it goes
Ain't got no need for Nathan else
Cuz it's weed over hoes
When I get high
Whatever's on my mind it's goin down
10 niggas in a living room rolling up a pound
Throwin up them smoke signals
& turning Thai sticks
Spinning doja tales
Twisting kitty piss
Giving up the blunt before I exhale
Turning purple
Eyes red
Lookin like I might go into cardiac arrest
Nigga what this is indica??
All in my mouth like crest
Mint conditioned on my mission
Middle of my way niggas
Tryna flex and end up missin
Flippin out like a Rolodex
Makin niggas hit and roll on the deck
With rolos comin from my tech
Droppin combos of hits
And it's all on a bitch
Hop on off my dick
And go get one of yo own
I'm in yo home
Using yo hand lotion
Just to cock beck my tone
Like blacc ops
I'm on that mission to make yo heart stop
& like viper
Ima kill dem pussy niggas dat killed 2pac
Petroleum poppin off
When game stay sharp as a Saw zaw
I let dem all fall
I grip my balls & gets to bouncin limpin like a crip
Tact out
Smokin the whole ounce
Shootin like craps
Scalpin niggas when I'm peelin caps
Spaghetti blacc
Eyes crooked
Can't even tell if he's lookin
To catch a case in crooklyn
For dat cookin
Gotta leave a cop shookn
Is that a good look
I'm bookin
Not gettin booked
Swingin like from trees
And I ain't scared to share
Wit dis nigga my hook
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Battery of Volta
04:32
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Egyptian X
03:11
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