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spaghetti blacc - EX​-​NUT

from BLA​Ↄ​Ϲ A​.​D. by VOIDS ON SAFARI

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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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from BLA​Ↄ​Ϲ A​.​D., released May 28, 2014

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