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Shit Cats Can't Speak On​.​.​.

from Tha Blacc Hand by Spaghetti Blacc

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Youza bitch nigga
For the rest of ya life
I hope you contract aids from ya wife
Tonight
I'm gonna feed your kin grenades
I call this nigga bitch made cuz he been spayed like a slave
You finna hear this diss till you catch an aneurysm
You're unforgiven nigga and I put that on the rhythm
You ain't worth respect
Check ya nuts and ya rep
You just play those Ho games
And even look like a dame
And if it looks like a bitch nigga
Stupid go and play him close
And see if you can feel an adam's apple in his fuckin throat
Nope,
I got this nigga Tryna touch the ground with his toes
I suppose he's never gonna go and start shit with a real foe
For real though
Don't be a hero
I don't fuck with Ho games
So Don't mention my name
You zero
Ain't nothing to fear but spaghetti blacc
When my tape come on
Kick back and hear your heart attack
Cuz every message that I dedicate to a bitch
Is a reminder
that ya life ain't shit
You ain't the kind to be admired
Deserve a necklace made of piano wire and tossed into a pit of fire
Don't speak on my name
Keep your head low in shame
You don't know my game
Don't know how well I aim
Got ravens in the street snackin on your brains
When you test the maccin captain you become a bloodstain
And I'm kicking ya corpse when I break through the cops
Cuz just cuz ya dead don't mean the funk stop
Don't take it personal
You ain't real for some reason
But for real test my nuts punk and you'll surely be bleeding
You'za punk ass gameless ass
Fair weather nigga
Flip floppin what you about
Bout time to Prepare for the trigga
Cuz you been goin outta bounds
Wow court jester ass clown bitch get put down in the ground
Cuz niggas like you got shit in they teeth
From kissin up a hoes ass
When they pass you in the street
But I put a flamethrower in between them cheeks
Wait for you under yo sheets
Then punch her stomach till she queef
Will I cease
Bitch nigga when I break you off a piece
For thinking you could ever claim my game and ride with me
For free
Yeah you finna be back on my team
When I peel yo Ho off the blunt ya smoking
And I'll sell y'all some shit
That'll have ya click croaking
Overdosing but mostly
The post apocalyptic visions that be given
When you remember fool,
I ain't kiddin
Good riddance
You bitches
Well off as snitches with stitches that been dumped off in ditches

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from Tha Blacc Hand, released June 16, 2012

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