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1.
ringleader uv tha loud pacc 04:42
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The pendulum swing Right back into the hour hand of spaghetti blacc Bloody You on the cutting room floor Decapitated by my axe That's my ace Even tho niggas recognize my microphone I lay waste If I walk by yo crib and the lights is on I'm the ringleader Count em You seein double Best believe you ain't trippin from a mothafuckin fever Cousin leave it to cleaver When I cut right thru yo loud pacc Dissect the grind Isolate yo cream And make it mine Lookin at me Mean muggin Bitch what's with the madness You thought I was treally gonna break you off For the gratis Get at this, Junkyard bitch But don't come backwards Like mucc All over ya face Don't make you attractive You wouldn't mix my slaps With weak raps The same way Niggas be mixing smack with some crack Goulash I'm ghost what you still hear most is my laughter Handle my business with no love For you bastards I thought u said this time u comin clean But what I do next Lay my hands on the bitch like a damn touch screen You ain't bigger than shit Wherever yo route We can go toe for toe ho And I'ma knock ya lights out Cuz I can hop out the back seat of this cop car And hit a gangsta pose Peep how niggas get down on ten toes like pros 'spose Squat low like I'm bouta inspect the grass beneath my feet But really doe i'ma let my nuts hang And tea bagg this bangin ass beat Let em know we some uncanny Gangsta Native Alien Turflings Don't take us lightly We buzzing Rationalizing is not working We bugging out the club Cuz the funk come from the soil Soulless we disperse From a corpse after my verse
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Goulash Supreme 03:16
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niggas commit so many fumbles It really make you wonder the game set up for me to lose I bring thunder Legit Fools rush in the spot I had to quit I'm outie on the under Won't hit the same spot till summer With a fake beard and a hair cut Switch gears Now I swear my game is car repair With a hunnid g's stashed away safe up in my safe Close down shop And plot my great escape Tell everyone I'm goin fishin Fuckin fake my own death But the body is still missing So I got the task on my step Set sail I will prevail And prepare A monstrous tale The mail gaze The apple of my eye No more games So much fuckin paper Gotta count the shit in pages Redirect the council of clients To those young niggas See if they worth What we supplying While these niggas sedate I resurrect Recuperate Come thru in some new coup Yo crew gon havta wait Ruminate Waiting for someone To elucidate You lucid mate? Don't trip End up on the loose with lupus I ain't Cupid cuddi Regroup and swoop on yo units When I shoot Ya whole plan go up in smoke Like my grams To the top I'ma reach But if I can't I'ma preach Puff leaf Liver belly cowards You disgust me We bussin in on yo spot Fuck whatever you be discussin You gonna crumble When I scrap macs Its a bloodbath Buggin out Yeah nigga run that I stick and peel Creep ain't comin away empty handed Run the whole train just for change Like some bandits So tell me what the outcome is We got more gold than some fucking alchemists
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tabs of steel 02:57
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Dribble the verse if I done lit hot skittles Deliver the curse my cuddi be killin them worse Lookin for pills in your purse Check game I chop it wit the best Underespizzect my name That's why I'm aiming at yo neck Tilted like unbalanced stilts Come correct Before dawn creeping out the creek Wit them sharp ass alligator teeth You mark ass Get cut on the beat Like tall grass Cuz I'm about ta shut down game And haul ass Appalled I gas on the mic But just for cash Say what Serrated the ol slut up the gut Sedated we gives a fuck about Nathan We buck Before we bump heads with basics We break em Baking Betty Crocker cakes Got these niggas talkin bout I can't believe it ain't land-o-lakes A gram got you going ham That heem & e done twist my spleen And I'm on lean wit amphetamines It's settled spaghetti already Comin chemically with everything Popping up off the kettle It's incredible Regiments rip in any weather bitch Check a grip Gold fronts plus tabs of steel Made the microphone trip A psycho hyphen one man cypher Will get it hype in Time to ignite on zero hour at midnight I'm detonating Sketti sport more blacc than a Dominatrix With the hatred That can't come fake Like the nigga that made this Rise in my name and honor the game I'm gone with steel strap raps With cocaine Better get the thermometer I'm vomiting on ya moniker Responding to your honor Always flaunting on some monitor And taunting Toting toast Eyes Fried off the tonic bruh Despite I know i'ma remain ghost And go so bad when I handle a host Scandalous hoes Under my vogues Thunder is bumpin crushed dust Up my nose Lookin for suction I'm somethin real cold Concussions be coming cuz I'm on a roll Niggas be talkin bout throwin some blows But the situation is under control I explode Unload on em Hallow tips made of gold I put the whole clip on em Double click bitch Lookin innocent We put the stick on em Cuz I put a damn hit on em He got lit like a candle by the goddamn wick Get wicked sicc wid this bish
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duals 03:14
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It's time to check the Funk yes it's the myrderer Kick a rat ass bitch out to the curb These cats ain't had to participate And stank up the game on some perpetrate Pervin on my mind What we gon do with em Whole crew go through em Stick em for the dividends Leave no evidence We huffing pestilence for breakfast Bubonic fungus bruised Stem thicker than a necklace Sour face behind the clip From the Molly drip We shut down ya spot Like some Somalis kid Teeth Rippin beef Check my beats up in the funk Ain't u heard U is scurd To be heard On the curb Bless my erb These niggas always after my neck So i'ma blackout back out with my tech Spaghetti got sauce up in yo face like a mobster Reppin the Blacc ski weekend mafia Covered in blood like a monster I'm on the run Rapping on traccs like a tommy gun My niggas look up to me like a general I said we gon make it to the top like criminals Remember I beats a busta on beast I crease another motherfucker Cut ya face out Mail it to the judge He threw the case out Tryna get my mind right In time to get my swerve on Lookin at these skeezers Witta mind fulla perv on You ain't got a dime's worth of dirt Holmes We blow zones of indo that homegrown Now I'm off center from me own dome Spit and break my denchers Clenched On the microphone
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niggas better scatter 02:53
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You might have dissed that ho when she wasn't around But when she came to town You turned into the biggest bitch now How you sposeta deserve respect for some ol shit like that These hoes got u caged in a maze Like a test lab rat We the best out the beast coast No strip mall raps My name might come off funny But i'm takin yo money Niggas better scatter Staggering from my dagger Scanning volumes of data Clapping on dusty ass rappers You might hear some laughter But best believe this a disaster Heads finna splatter If niggas don't scatter I don't walk up in the club Lookin for love or to chatter Niggas better duck cuz buck buck Crackas niggas better scatter Snorting on that blow Me nostrils air tight You been kicking up a shit's worth of dust all night I'm stoned off the planets Call me abraxas Finna make white boys hang not just from tha rafters These bitches wanna reconcile But shit don't matter Rap slanger churnt serial killer Niggas finna scatter Game tight betwixt a glove and a knife Like OJ Poppin off like one ice cube From the whole tray They got me locked up In the human zoo storage Wearing nothing but orange And eating on some cold porridge Like I ain't important Just the prison's biggest import Niggas knocking off heads Another never ending blood sport Bath salts in the wound Call me squeaky clean Bitch get on yo knees And lick this jimmy dean
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fall bacc (radio edit) 04:34
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You besta holler atcha boy mane He better pump his breaks We some unreasonable schizos Ain't takin no shit from a fake But I'll break into yo whip To pull a caper Handle my business At yo function Fuckin up yo bathroom If I can't find the pills Then I start trippin I ain't got time to wait I'm in the kitchen hallucinating Playing with knives If ya crew wanna see me I'm gouging out niggas eyes Gimme fifty feet nigga Think y'all been playing me to close Hyperventilating misbehaving Witta mind full of pencil shavings Write these rhymes bout how I'm chillin Sicc needing penicillin Bitches bleedin when I feel em First they eat me and swallow children Then they feed me when I kill em Carve em hallow cuz I'm starvin Maggots comin out they carcass Blood leak out they apartments Don't be beefin over hoes Don't be grieving over those I be brief like come and go Chalk outlines be on the flo Chalky lines be up my nose Eskimo up in the snow Niggas wanna throw some bows But I swing axes on my foes I'm off my axis I ain't askin Gimme yo cash Before I'm flaccid Grab a casket cus I'm blasting Microphone tearing cuz I gassed it Fall bacc motherfucka You don't want this My eyes red Nose twitching lips twisted up off some cat piss And I can't miss I'll shoot the fuckin roof off yo crib Hop in And pistol whip yo shit for brain assed kids I'm bringing napalm to the pay phone In the booth firing off on cats who stray way wrong And That's the truth Squeeze triggers till I bust nuts I bring the fucking ruckus So back the fuck up off us Or get smacked up in a coffin I'm often Coughing chronic exhaust Got me lost And I'm poppin Toe tags like a boss fuck the cost Cuz I'm all in Comin up Flanked out to the sides These niggas shit they self At the sheer sight of my size Ski mask on tight so these niggas recognize I pack more bite Than bloodhounds on raw hide I'm kickin in niggas skulls Like high gravity st ides And Beheading then bending over the same niggas brides Like I shoo these niggas away mane Like, "fall bacc!!" Spit mo game than they brain contain Hush all that Gimme the pills and yowda Absolve me of my crimes as I crush all that Y'all whack Some mall rats With raps that can't touch blacc Ya hutch
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leave it 2 cleaver 02:08
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It's ya neighborhood Pimpin fly Could give a fuck if the bitch die I'm shovin rusted ice picks Up between the bitch thighs Invincible You won't see me touch it if it don't glisten Fuck a bitch I be up all night man in my kitchen Quicksand got me twitching Eyes closed peep the vision Blood oozing from the ceiling A tomahawk chop Made the first incision I awake Cape covered in blood Feelin baked Police sayin "freeze on yo knees" But I break These niggas wanna be bad to bone But I leave bullet holes in those Because I can't condone fakes Neither can me chrome Might see me smiling but be gone I need to be left alone All I need is my weed While you be bleeding and not breathing Marinate in that thought Exit wound leakin broth Turn the lights off See my fangs drip with froth I'm standing over yo bed Bout to dig this cleaver in yo head Yo kids be tied up Sittin on dynamite in the shed And I be fired up Formaldehyde dipped fries Got me pullin off my own face Like a ski mask disguise Hey Whatever it takes To escape Cupcakes betta hold up When I roll up like papes And burn n em slow Like gonorrhea flow Fuckin and discharge All on the microphone Viper strikin at ya dome Like lead pipes against styrofoam This ain't a fight You scream for your life Go towards the light cuz I ain't right Hooked on kryptonite Crystals clog up my windpipe Hecka crooked Lookin like any breath could Be the last one I took I got worms and bait On my rod fuck a hook You perpetrate Piece of shit Get shook up by a crook End up missin Still Hollerin at myself To handle my business
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1 Million Ways 2 Get My Scratch On 03:01
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Now i'ma abouta get my bust on You a towel Yalil freak Give out concussions hourly Yours truly Young majesty Been spotted right Underneath the helicopter spotlight Shot twice before I can reach for my glock I got popped My eyes roll back Retain divine focus locked on Smell of blood rising from my smock And rocks from my socks What it take to be the top Put the skies down on padlock Before your eyes Rip with crocodile teeth And tear Sherlock These niggas ain't no match for the beast who burn pot So much doja in my photos That I'm tagged in Colorado Rogue thug Shogun Gon show you no love Bitch I'm pullin them plugs Like I'm stealing them drugs Gung-ho Dumb hoe Bitch What u run fo You on the floor Flipped over tore From the forty fo Time for you ta break west Exit stage left Snatch those heels back For the next batch Back to Payless What's the deal Mac keep it real Nothin softer than steel 1 million ways to get my scratch on Peep my yield Pop a pill With pimp appeal 1 million ways to get my scratch on And fool I ain't playin I'm on the hunt for brains A young nigga can catch a fade I snap crack and pop on spots comin fatal Fool can't you see a vest only cover from your shoulders to your naval Devil's ladle got me trippin Reactor unstable Stay back I'll Staple a cracker to a table Blap Blap A new cap for ya head Fuck a license I'll practice Capital punishment instead Critical limited minded livid individual cynical the system is cyclical Realistically we got it twisted Clinical my situation pitiful I'ma throw on the mask and hit the block Kick down doors like the task Witta flask grab the cash And still hit the stage Cuz a gauge gotta blast I ripped up ya team with my raps They backwards Missing from the whole scene in fact Magazines spittin hittin The game revolve ricochet Killing everybody involved
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I aint servin no vittles 2k14 03:49
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Uh oh who Ridin around town in a caddy Brown duffle bag stuffed with grams of that cabbie Rollers pull me over Lookin for yola But I'm bound to the booth I ain't the one they lookin for slippin Servin vittles that's the truth Now go tell the deputy And his auntie I gots to get wicked In time for the party These youngsters must be out here slidin bad For these popo's to think They could take down my ass Well u see for me prices are good But on the streets they rough I hadn't thought about the street cream Since I no longer touch the stuff Trunk full of amphetamines Promethazine and dust Rails full of rust Mo kale to combust So don't come knockin on my door Askin me "hustla what's really?" Can I cut an onion up While I break down this Philly Cus yeah you see some butter Gumbo goulash that is true But don't worry bout it That laundry bag don't concern you I ain't servin no vittles Niggas be giving out skittles Fo free No sir That part of the game is not me Three years in this shit Ain't bouta kiss a nigga feet Reek havoc Bouta tweak Of the static in the breeze Roll a leaf Hold the beef Imposing u gon roll on me You sposta be A respectable mofucka Chin checked and naked Bloody we ought to run With cocaine shoved up in my gums Up in my tongue Be tabs of steel I'm aiming for the kill Crawling around Russia With a couple of scales of that Drug krokodil I pop a pill and take a pot Straight to my mop top Till my heart stop We in a hurry To make yo casket drop Guns pop in a flurry We spice the spot up like curry Cousin for certain If I'm on the stage then it's curtains And leave the whole scene hurt Cus I'm curt The names spaghetti blacc Dipped in sauce And when I break em off I ain't in the streets servin vittles And Getting caught This shits ridiculous I ain't Saint Nicholas Blacc ski weekend Remain iced out till Christmas closing shop on you bitches Thizz be my witness I'm livin lavish and plush Middle finger stay up Cuz I'm not givin a fuck
10.
comorbid 10:28
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