On All Cylinders (feat. Smileboy Hero)
Finchey!
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Spit bars you might end up behind some Try to diss me and you might die son Bite of 87 like Mike Tyson I'm grilling up, using your fried blood Spit bars you might end up behind some Try to diss me and you might die son Bite of 87 like Mike Tyson I'm grilling up, using your fried blood Weak hearts fall apart every time I rhyme Menace to the education system like no child left behind Rhymes as beautiful as snow on pine trees I'm copping hits, your copping a dime piece Got too many flows like siamese I'm staying home, your flying to the Pyrenees Boarded in the bedroom like a school You can't beat me, use my rhymes like a tool I can't be fooled, I can't be tricked I ain't messing with your shit Brutal force, your getting hit with a brick Cause these flows are denser than pound cake And these rappers are simply too fake, they're snakes Spit bars you might end up behind some Try to diss me and you might die son Bite of 87 like Mike Tyson I'm grilling up, using your fried blood Spit bars you might end up behind some Try to diss me and you might die son Bite of 87 like Mike Tyson I'm grilling up, using your fried blood These bars are just shit talk, I dance on your corpse with a crip walk I spit these ad hocs so hard it'll make your kids leave the ball I got the wherewithal to make yours jaws fall And it'll leave your moms and dads appalled 73' the crime family like luciano MOB, money over beef the motto Money grows on trees like we hit the lotto Our ship won't sail, no breaking out the bottle You rappers are catty like gato We scaring the rich whites like flocka Smile's the new addition to the roster And we slapping the wack homophobic mc's like yo momma I'm sick of seeing the cottage industry Filled with wack, fake phony mc's Who push beef without thought of the bars The place hip hops in is getting kinda pretty dark And if you Spit bars you might end up behind some Try to diss me and you might die son Bite of 87 like Mike Tyson I'm grilling up, using your fried blood Spit bars you might end up behind some Try to diss me and you might die son Bite of 87 like Mike Tyson I'm grilling up, using your fried blood
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