Block call, Big NoLove, my nigga Sav Sicc, my nigga Bleezo
Let's get it in, to a Phonk Beta beat, you know what I'm saying?
[Verse 1: Bleezo]
I spit the acetous, sick and hazardous flow
Schizophrenic for chips, so quick to flash on a hoe
Rip adamant 'til the Lynch'll pass me the dro
'Cause when I get the hatchet I'm cuttin' shit in half at the door
A nuisance to the game
Bitch, I'm nefarious, etherious
Even my therapist swear I'm a terrorist
Various niggas snitchin', tryna be a good Samaritan
'Til I leave 'em sleeping with the fishes: Aquarius
Ain’t no easy comparison
I’m a spitter who’s able to spit it exquisite
Givin' niggas the business within this shit
I'm so fuckin ridiculous with this game y'all
Mouthpiece cause massacres, call me chainsaw
Know some niggas that mop shit over 8 balls
Sick and vicious, niggas can't see me 'cause of they Ray Charles
Yeah, hit the block with the napalm
With the Coathanga Strangla eatin' niggas' brains raw
[Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Yeah, Spydie's back
And he's creeping around town like a Siamese cat
I'ma fry these rats
Me NoLove, Bleez and I need Sav (and Skitso)
I got flame mane, throw up the deuce when I gangbang
Rippin’ his guts, sippin’ a cup of blood up
'Bout to get in the cut, fucking a nigga nut up
Nigga, I'm serious, fast and furious
Eddy Murph' delirious
Sick in the brain
Spittin' the dangerous flow
Pullin' it out and I aim at his throat, oh
I get pie, apple pie, Chevrolet, sever they
Human anatomy, assault and battery had to be every day
I'm sick, need medicine, Excedrin
I'm ahead of them, I'm a dead man walkin' and it's evident
Gettin' bread like I'm takin' out the President
It is what I said it is, I'ma be rippin' a nigga up in a head again
Better men the veteran is giving out the medicine and ever since amphetamine
My sentiments exactly, to the backseat with the black heat
Hit 'im in the head then I'm like a track meat 'til a nigga get back, sleep
Exactly, pull a nigga cap to the backseat, get that deep then it's that eat
I'ma eat people, lethal and he know, a heatseeker
He's ether, please, give me the guns and them keys
I said give me the guns and them keys
Let's get it in, to a Phonk Beta beat, you know what I'm saying?
[Verse 1: Bleezo]
I spit the acetous, sick and hazardous flow
Schizophrenic for chips, so quick to flash on a hoe
Rip adamant 'til the Lynch'll pass me the dro
'Cause when I get the hatchet I'm cuttin' shit in half at the door
A nuisance to the game
Bitch, I'm nefarious, etherious
Even my therapist swear I'm a terrorist
Various niggas snitchin', tryna be a good Samaritan
'Til I leave 'em sleeping with the fishes: Aquarius
Ain’t no easy comparison
I’m a spitter who’s able to spit it exquisite
Givin' niggas the business within this shit
I'm so fuckin ridiculous with this game y'all
Mouthpiece cause massacres, call me chainsaw
Know some niggas that mop shit over 8 balls
Sick and vicious, niggas can't see me 'cause of they Ray Charles
Yeah, hit the block with the napalm
With the Coathanga Strangla eatin' niggas' brains raw
[Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Yeah, Spydie's back
And he's creeping around town like a Siamese cat
I'ma fry these rats
Me NoLove, Bleez and I need Sav (and Skitso)
I got flame mane, throw up the deuce when I gangbang
Rippin’ his guts, sippin’ a cup of blood up
'Bout to get in the cut, fucking a nigga nut up
Nigga, I'm serious, fast and furious
Eddy Murph' delirious
Sick in the brain
Spittin' the dangerous flow
Pullin' it out and I aim at his throat, oh
I get pie, apple pie, Chevrolet, sever they
Human anatomy, assault and battery had to be every day
I'm sick, need medicine, Excedrin
I'm ahead of them, I'm a dead man walkin' and it's evident
Gettin' bread like I'm takin' out the President
It is what I said it is, I'ma be rippin' a nigga up in a head again
Better men the veteran is giving out the medicine and ever since amphetamine
My sentiments exactly, to the backseat with the black heat
Hit 'im in the head then I'm like a track meat 'til a nigga get back, sleep
Exactly, pull a nigga cap to the backseat, get that deep then it's that eat
I'ma eat people, lethal and he know, a heatseeker
He's ether, please, give me the guns and them keys
I said give me the guns and them keys
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