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BLA​Ↄ​Ϲ A​.​D.

by VOIDS ON SAFARI

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1.
Real Moves 15:02
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2.
Opera... 02:08
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DEFAULT NIGGA 0013 - BGM (BLACC GROUNDS MUZACC) 03:06
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Somebody wake spaghetti blacc up Tell him the war is on Who these perpetratin copy cats Tryna get up in my home Gotta dismember cats just to get up in my zone Witta surgeon mask and a mind fulla perv on It ain't no thang for me to catch a case justa get my swerve on Leave you squirming like Vermin Hurtin and blood squirtin I be runnin all through the system Stabbing niggas quick Sharing a diabetic's prick And that ain't even for my chips Too much spaghetti bound to make these niggas sick Flippin out like a switchblade You snitch you bitch made!!! Pop my collar man time to check this shit If you haven't already It's your respect I'm out to get Get put on mo traccs than midi effects Spaghetti blacc the usual suspect Buckin at yo crib wit the musket Nigga fuck shit Bring that pcp punch to yo function Packin heat You cannot see me punk No discussions Some niggas only drink Hennessy Dem other niggas ain't really Kin to me So I heard you ain't feelin me Now we hearing yo eulogy, bitch!! Get popped by the poppa Blacc Ops Lookin like a cyclops Might hop off these rocks You'll get split I'm Spittin range Target practice like One in the chamber Gettin lit Let's rip this shit Straight Geronimo Boutsta roll on these niggas Like a combo of dominos I'm the abominable snowman Cutting blow with both hands And broke So I must wring yo neck Till you choke
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Spaghetti Blacc - FANGRAM (OGre Ver.) 05:38
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I hit the doja thang To regain my center Popo lookin for the body Where I put it I don't remember Shoulda known it was a hit I trip and commit Don't nobody you know get down like this With a bong for a bitch god as my witness Evil is my business Servin sittin simps the Siccness Strapped wit that advantage Make a fan step back Cuz no one ever know How to play spaghetti blacc Bout to shake up the earth With the stench on my paws I done kept a yard full of 1 hunnid pound dogs Bring that maximum grief Bitch u be pullin out my digits from the back of ya teeth Try scrapping wit me I'm off that laughing gas And I'm off a sacc of the kief Ripped the hash off the tag b And bagg it up Been sniffin up work for the stamina Wake up in bandanas Am I stabbing her With that diznick like a catheter Blood curtailing schemes Over beats in iambic pentameter Bouta squash this beef Under my feet like a janitor Take yo camera Bitch no more pictures Quote my scripture I keep shit ripped Over a fif of tonic take a sip Make it quick Before I pull you over and take yo shit Like the task force be on my porch I'm a walking corpse Sportin a Flamethrower torch Evil flies up in my brain Like a stealth ass jet been dragging my meals From the swamp to my casket Ring around the Nina Nigga let me blast it Or I wring yo neck When u get yo ass kicked My flow come together Like puzzles in the ocean No muzzle spittin notions Make these niggas end up floatin Step up and get choked by the evil mob With sneakers on stomping out ya speakers What you geekin on? I'ma go ahead and run through the whole train Witta switchblade Rip flesh split veins Wit the sick aim In the mix off the cocaine Is my fix For that shit You know I throw a fit And hit a lick And spin off quick Spittin a limerick Up in court Spittin some innocence Lit like incense Since I rep that murderous intent But I'm shaky shady insane in the brain Is my defense How we make 500 heads bump Not in no club We roll up in trucks Shooting cities up like ducks My niggas be nevin a givin a fuck A world tour Psychosis campaign We bring the world war The bats start to flap As my gun go crack And now the Popo's be Diggin out slugs from ya bacc I'm both the sniper and the rifle Come taste this knife if you be triflin I'm in disguise hittin a brown ass pipe on dyckman Look me in my eyes And get shook We ain't same game You can't recognize And now you drawin flies Ain't showin no respect Is how you get yo neck checked Certified to step Dodging vets like debt Cops wondering if he dead yet Full of lead and anesthetics With a baretta you betta Put the bigger picture together Line em up and leave em severed My nigga lets get this cheddar Leave nothing but memories Of bitch niggas dismembered Spaghetti spit and Roll craps Forget daps I'm at that dome and back witha axe Like my ace Windmill swingin mace Smokin on something laced You better fuckin check my tapes When I escape Bitch I ain't hittin the breaks As quick as the lives I take In the stick You getting cut in half bitch So how they gonna fuck with this We brought Kerosene Get the punccs lit like wics They ain't hearin me I be hittin the same spots and disappearing Highly revered by my peers Face yo fears when the smoke clears Blacc pope in 5th gear Bring the beat from April Happy new year Make the turntable wobble Y'all niggas been gettin robbed Since y'all was toddlers So i'ma haveta kick it harder And come down on these niggas Like blaccsmiths fashioning armor
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Spaghetti Blacc - How U Finna...? 02:29
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Woke up with some thoughts That had me fucked up How these niggas finna make a toast With styrofoam cups As I ponder alone on the cusp of paranoia Prepared to cut niggas up Cuz fuck a lawyer How u finna see me and not smoke me up? U ain't get me in the booth U broke and stupid as fuck How u finna throw shade At me and my gang When spaghetti blacc taught you how to throw dem thangs How u finna come 2 broke For niggas to consider How u finna finna Look good on a dinner plate nigga How u finna get seasoned With gunpowder showers How u finna step to my - POW!!err No reppin ass nigga split ya team full of cowards How u finna smeb out And not give us ours Whatever you niggas got Be it rock or powder How u niggas finna rock ice With chips on your person Better tuck yo shit yo bitch When u hear my verses Niggas better keep they shit cuffed Cuz i be rippin everythang on up How u finna look the victim in the eyes And not vomit yo lunch in disgust How bad did I cut him up My bad I thought yo dad was dust And I need my fix Cuz with 1 flick of my wrist Make yo bitch chin spin off While she go for a kiss And I can't wipe my grin off Cuz I'm sicc from this shit How u finna hear this and not run Nigga u the next on the list!! Known to run my lips Yellin tellin niggas keep it zipped Speak bad on a bitch Me and my clique dipped like cinnastix And I been spittin since genesis How u finna not have my Hennessy Notch, u irrelevant Don't care if you heaven sent At any given second Me and my niggas be hella bent Then niggas riddle me "How u finna get crunk?" So I slit my own neck And stick my motherfuckin pistol up How the fuck u finn Go hard on these broads With no balls You need halls Before you spit those hoarse ass bars How u finna recall the greatest whoever did it And not say spaghetti blacc up in it Y'all ain't forgiven Forsaken necks breakin up in the club Where u thought I was? Well How u finna be so wrong cuz It's bonkers I ain't rockem sockem niggas Steady playin on they tonka Jus call me jacc the ripper free willy wonka ya heard? Quick to leave these niggaz twitchin When I lift em off the curb
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5 slash combo world 04:36
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7.
...SKILL, 04:33
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8.
DISCIPLINE, 22:30
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9.
COLONEL PANIC, OF FATAL EXCEPTIONAL ERRORISM 11:20
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10.
LYRIC 06:01
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spaghetti blacc - EX-NUT 04:19
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I be growin gills all between my toes And I be snortin pills all up in my nose the game froze So i'ma socc yo bitch And clock yo bitch Ain't no stopin this Nigga from killin hostages Cuz ain't no such thing as an ex-nut I take yo best slut And slice her from the gut up I be hitting up hospitals Just to steal syringes from aids patients Never latent to acupuncture A lame hatin I ain't playin And you wonder why I choked yo bitch Nigga you wonder why I choked yo bitch Hahn!?! Useless cunt kept running those lips Cocked my fist back to correct her lisp Smackin the spaghetti out ya mouth Don't you ever speak on a nigga And I'm out Niggas think they can get away With sayin my name Ima introduce these jealous ass bitches to the flames Reduce these Pussy ass niggas to change And spare nobody from the hot nickel plated chrome pickle nigga You run wit broke ugly bitches And that's the truth I'ma sicc some hogs and real ass dogs after you My niggas fangs rip through tires Made you hop the fence Just to get bucked in the face Anyway fuck suspense You ain't a producer homie Bouta break out the caddle prod And lodge it in yo eye socket Just for lookin at the god MC, Square, weak limbs I tear And evidence at yo crib splattered everywhere I hope ya momma got the cancer And i'ma stomp on her breast like a damn tap dancer In the paddy wagon laughin The only nigga witthe canvas chucks To match his blacc straight jacket Every beat sound frantic And me raps mainly manic Cuz I constantly bring the static Down from the clouds satanic Make these niggas panic When I pop 2 from the cannon And When I drop this album in June You niggas won't understand it Wonder what the fuck a lunatic Finna plot Bring beef mash niggas like Tater tots Finna choke these broke hoes witta table cloth But shit Ain't none of these motherfuckers invited to the table To break bread when I snap you in half at the navel Whip a bitch with a cable Say "get back in the stable!" Fists raining down on these clowns Nah we firin rounds Conspiring to burn ya motherfuckin block down In shock? Cell block earth on lockdown From Mountaintops convert boulders to rocks now And You can choke on my cock Like it's a mofuckin chrome plated glock You niggas shoulda fuckin killed me when you had the chance You hear this? Go head and call the ambulance Scan scams smack clams and yams be my jam Sketti blacc pacc mo flow than crumbling dams Go ahead and press charges See if I give a damn I'ma snap yo neck regardless You harmless understand? Fuckin retarded Don't start shit unless you wanna be buried under a garden BET
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Gilgamesh 07:07
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13.
심Σ GENERATOR 02:17
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14.
Ginsu Gnatsnatcher VS. Lamprey 01:37
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Had to turn down that loud So I can focus on the murder We those cackling spine cracking Assassin niggas ya heard of Youza herb Needsta fix ya album cover ya heard Wanna rep New York but left the birthplace hip hop and rap off the map? Word Bet these niggas got no love for spaghetti blacc When face the facts y'all raps phoned in and faxed You ain't runnin shit you ain't macs My stats totally maxed You punks need to pay tax And get slapped before you rap Y'all some bummy lookin hater punks Don't deserve a single dap We reroute trains Nobody goin uptown on yo traccs And if u from the wrong borough You gettin buried alive And we burnin down the Brooklyn bridge see if y'all can swim across formaldehyde The Hudson River Full of you ungrateful motherfuckas And niggas and bitches and faggots and dykes And Crackas who thought they spit nice get hit twice Clip rippin through they windpipe Lips stitched eyes gouged Goodnight Good game Cuz I brought the good aim And i'ma make yo bitch Lick up yo bloodstains what? clean up yo brains Before I stab the slut It's that no love I be spittin ricochet hittin Killin women and children And innocent bystanders on camera Post up boast up in the courtroom Like yea I did it Make a move for the judge And leave em gargling blood Before I can get acquitted Keep switchblades up under my fitted Murder on my mind It's high time you get with it I be drugging hos so I can drag em Backstage and stab em Stab em Follow me now Part time manager Of full time brain damage Stab her If she's famished Take the cash and vanish With everything I been through Remain sharp like ginsu With the pencil Y'all don't push my potential So why am I all up in yo mental Like a bullet in yo temple
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FINISHING URGE 09:55
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INJECT PULP PLUS PUS 02:37
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17.
Welcome bacc to Blacc After Death 02:34
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18.
WHEN WORLDS COLLIDE :: My new prick 00:38
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19.
council of the fog 03:41
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20.
SNEEZE BOILING EMBLEM 02:43
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21.
INFLATE SKIN WING 01:22
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22.
BORED N2 EARTH 02:26
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23.
Ghost of the Rising Molten Fist 06:36
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24.
MOON PASSING UNDER CLOUD 01:17
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In this album, Professor EGG relies on his guitar with robotic bat wings to lift his laboratory off the earth before it is destroyed by the moon.

Blacc in the year of our Lord...

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released May 28, 2014

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