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Blind Man's Console Feat. E FURY

from Gray faith {DELUXXXE EDITION COUNTER​-​STRIKE] by Spaghetti Blacc

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I peeled & left yo bitch For the next trick to slip I be makin ladies sell rump Gibbin niggas nosebleeds from snow yo I never be givin a fuck Just because some game gained some tense Don't flex nigga I know I can rap I'll make u into fonky fodder for the tracc nigga She wanna know how it get done How to get dumb And where the fuck we get our morals from These hoes don't know shit So I'm finsta bail And leave the turntable shaking Like da Richter scale Bring the Assassins I'm sayin mo than "what's hapnin" I ain't takin no crap Slut get smacked wit da shrapnel All across yo face I keeps it P.I. Stay laced like fila But in knee high boots like a G.I. How they finna put police checkpoints at da drive thru window Can I get a number 2 wit mayo But hold the Po Po Just touched down Flippin quarter half a pound trippin That's how we get down in this shit

-i hit up my mans and we made some plans/

said- lets bring some honeys and let's go dance/

we gon hit the bar, so cutty bring yo car/

otherwise i might not get home tomorrow/

I'm a super star going super hard/

so when i do my thing, it's supercharged/

man i keeps it raw, and say fuck the law/

and i smoke a fat one while I'm fuckin a broad/

ill be fuckin your broad, while I'm fucking abroad/

overseas, with a bleez while I'm getting the jaw/

some cats don't get it, so i get no credit/

gimme cash on the spot- you don't get no credit/

gotta pay what you owe and it's like that/

every time I'm on the mic man i sound fat/

e.feezy on the track with spaghetti blacc

spittin game never lame cutty bring it back

-1:41

Mane I can't fuck wit the game Too many lames done salt it up again Keep a bottle for some poonatch? Boo get outta my face I kicks it true full throttle fool for an ounce of space I been gettin down on 10 toes On a ho Since before these new niggas could wiggle they toes I suppose Independent music? More like solitary confinement I hide my best tapes So only real niggaa find it When I bounce to the beat Throw down ain't no skippin I'm causing friction Wit my faucet Hittin niggas fuck the cost I put the game on my back like a monkey Snort so many bumps You can call a nigga lumpy Lookin like Motha fuckin Humpty Dumpty Let the Luger spit 1 verse grab the purse Get the chips

2:51

ima tell you right now that we on a mission/

my fam tryna be in the top position/

them lames wanna be in my position/

give a damn how you feel punk- quit yo bitchin/

that honey that you fuck with- can't be trusted/

i looked her in the eye- and the bitch was busted/

catch her in a lie- and the bitch get dusted/

and dropped off the planet- can't fuck with us kid/

don't try to fuck with- my dinero/

fore a nigga get hot like habanero/

im about my money- and i aint no dummy/

nigga tryna put food up in this tummy/

rain or shine-i handle mine/

i don't fuck with a dame if she aint a dime/

aint got no time- if she aint fine/

and if she can't spit game, then she aint my kind/

cause i be on the grind- one thing on my mind/

every day i wake up and I'm tryna shine/

ill be playin the game- till i go blind/

and when it's all over I'ma get whats mine.

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from Gray faith {DELUXXXE EDITION COUNTER​-​STRIKE], released February 25, 2015

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