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foul play

from the romance of business by GNATS

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I put the pen to the paper
Start poppin p'z up in this bitch
Ya thumbs freeze
Scroll technique
Can't read ya own quips
Gimme lip snitch
When I smack
Finna snatch that shit off
Pop off
Like mikhail Kalashnikov
Where ya focus
Where ya nose is?
Take ya glasses off
You niggas sound like
You chokin off molasses cough
Syrup
Now pass it
I'm that walking
Passing on
Standing under the moon barking
Blucka blucka
I ain't takin no more malarkey
My niggas chop down trees
And roll em up in bark
And burn ya whole city when we spark
Like frank nitty
No pity
Spaghetti done got you ready
To slit yo wrists quick
Tied up in my basement
Not knowing where the exit is
It don't exist
You in the corner pissin yoself
I'm creepin out the mist
You gon say yo last words
While swallowing my fist
No small fish
lobsters or nothing at all bitch
Straight lumberjack
Attacking and Hacking up a tall bitch
So here ya treat a fuckin leash
Suspect foul play
If they find ya ass deceased
It don't cease
Switch gears
On the strength for the weak
No limit Goin critical
Insane Tryna kill pain with pills
Goin clinical
Like serial killers
Who just can't divorce from a corpse
Code stays morse
When we shooting niggas like horse
Down to receive 5 bloody swords
From the source
I step in
Niggas get sore from the force
My weapon
Be whatever I'm reppin
Repo man
ran thru yo clan no questions

Word on the block is
U ain't fly like them birds
Down with them herds
You herb
Bong as my word
Perturbed at the murder scene
Got nerds checkin CSI
Just ask Ice T
Mr. Merk ya lean
Hurt a fiend
Hiccup dust like Hercules
Certainly
I got these niggas in check
Pawn for pawn
Wall to wall
Y'all get inches of steel
If I get involved
From the revolva
I'll solve
All ya problems
Click into some psycho shit
And stab ya while i rob ya
Cuz I'm the
Chain reaction
Indissoluble
Cuz all my particles slap harder
Than chronicles
I'm the abominable
Aiming straight for ya abdominal
I'm that nigga touch cheese
Like dominoes
And move with this weight
Like something not possible
Flossing
Coughing hard off the whole damn garden
Malfunction
Lace my dust up
Twist a motherfucking junction
We gon smoke big
Till we both get concussions
My custard
Off the cuff
No bluffin
Flash bills
Cram pills
Cousin that's enough
We lookin like out of towners
In our own state on downers
Bout to clown and toss these niggas
Off the damn tibbett towers
Like superpowers
Got me stuck off super sour
Loud sewage
Gaseous fumes every hour
I'm a vacuum
Bitch I ought to smack you
I'm generating stacks ho u stuck in a Snafu
Starting to get under my skin like a tattoo
Lacerations from living in sin
I'm the reverend of the taboo
Saying
How a fool like u sposta raise up out
The human zoo
Here's some clues
To catch some rubes in a ruse
And be out like a breeze in the room
They perfumed up
We writing on the wall with blood
Cuz we don't give a fuck
Swat team kicked down the door to the shed
Felt a cold bludgeon
Upside my head
Damn

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from the romance of business, released January 1, 2014

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