Grit
Smoothie General
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Whole lotta room in the back of the booth Body always stinkin like a gallon of hooch I take 10 times 10 Spell 16 twice That's how you find unmanuverable third dice This all new shit call it strawberry Bisquick I'm makin bread out of pavement and callin the homies to hop on some rap shit This was a break from the norm You never saw bray in this form Whose here to say who's in the way You bitches are worthless here's proof I have more Your nothing to say says enough to me I can tell by the eyes this is fun to thee Back of the head there's a hole to see MC Bray is feeling he Got so much on his back like he atlas Wishes he could be like the faxes Hasn't even started his taxes Oh my god You see what's happenin Moon made of cheddar I went there went broke Look at this BA you see its no joke But a matter of fact states I'm rappin In fact I got more clout than you where you live at I think it's time to let go Who told me I don't know The kid is a true piece of filth Roll his ass over gut him up to the gills I think it's time to let go Who told me I don't know The kid is a true piece of filth Roll his ass over run him up to the hills I think it's time to let go Who told me I don't know The kid is a true piece of filth Roll his ass over then take what you will Ain't showing off Just makin paper Two by two on the boats for labor Piss in his ice tea Lice in pet rock Down at the shore your whole gang will flip flop Big drop and a threat from teachers Make you see that the worst was fuckin breezy Heebie jeebies to your easy peazies You don't know jack or Cookies meanings Heat freak Imma piss you off Watch me stay at home with the lights turned off (Be gone evil one) Play dead and move along Takes breaks by the hour go and sing my songs Cause I don't give a f*ck about fixin these wrongs I'm in the cut in the trunk with some tape on my arms And once I get out I'm breakin you all Papers Please Don't claim a fake degree Cause there's something to be said for moving this cheese Thankfully there ain't much to see And the worst of me wont take a hint to leave I think it's time to let go Who told me I don't know The kid is a true piece of filth Roll his ass over gut him up to the gills I think it's time to let go Who told me I don't know The kid is a true piece of filth Roll his ass over run him up to the hills I think it's time to let go Who told me I don't know The kid is a true piece of filth Roll his ass over then take what you will Gimmie one for the city And Three for the stars And the guy at the the corner who took it too far Catch a break, drop it, move a grape Lost hope from the very first day Back to back smack the truck up Watch your mouth shut the f*ck up Come through with the crew that's how we do With straps and bats we'll be aimin for you I'm screamin the kid leave ya leakin The back of the bus is where we be seated Bad guy imma force you to vote for my mans right here if you don't You'll spend the rest of your days in a 6 foot moat My step back 3 will make you lose hope Defense is unstoppable bro I'm 6 foot 3 do you really think you'll score?
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