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That Motherfucker

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I’m slicing up cheese like morbier,
Divide the cash then sent her to get more beer,
I’m used to living cold but it’s warm here,
Got the oven on full blast with a whole deer,
I’m wearing that lumberjack jacket back at with with a black hatchet, practicing on bad habits,
I’m in the woods, ain’t hunting for no damn rabbit,
I’m hunting all my demons and, working on some black magic,
I’m passed out on my ass sniffing halothane, 
Im deep in the shit boy you surf shallow waves,
I’m a demon with a falcons face,
Step to me I’m gon show you where your caskets placed, 
I’m a basket case, a year ago they kicked me out the looney bin at a rapid pace,
I’m going where the acid stays, I’m doing all these tabs till I transcend at a faster pace,
Leave this earth and roll that swamp ain’t talking Dagobah, 
Pull up to Venus hit dispo with my bong I’m a regular,
No id needed and cops never check spot,
Then I hop in the whip and fly though space with my collected thoughts,
These boys keep on talking man its a collected plot,

Shallow (Prod. Ghowste)

Im outside hoe,
I just wanna kick it where the opps lie low,
Chop my flows, screw my brain,
All of these drugs got me going insane,
Pop another one, put the co in the cain,
Pro with the pain, gone off the waves,
Surfing these tracks, serving up black,
Curses I rack, just gotta stack,

Evil motherfucker with the blade who you,
Chop you live then throw it up on hulu,
Blood streams, coming wit a gun aimed in at your poodle,
Say one thing, then i blast, take the cash, then its toodles,
Gone off the walk,
Don’t make sense how they gon off the block,
They hiding so I’m checking every spot,
They hiding so I’m checking every plot,
Young motherfucking coke stunnas,
Always on a bender been high the whole summer,
Hoes run up tryna fuck us but I *meep meep* like roadrunner,
Pull up in a old Hummer, with blick, out the whip, bullets gon hunt ya,
Best watch your back boy, when I attack boy,
You fuckers lack noise, my bass it his like the Mac boy,
Bad boy, feel like smith, im shooting against my will,
Devil control my trigger finger, like me and him made a deal,
Bitch I’m real, well sorta,
I only exist when the scripture gets read, I’m breaking through the Torah,

She wanna hop in the whip,
Pick up the bitie and ride through my city I’m taking her ass on a trip,
Making that money and money cause problems and problems ain’t nun but a bitch,
Fuck it I’m tryna rich,
Fuck it I’m tryna be Rick (woo),
Match game hit the flair on the stick,
Watch it drip, that Codeine I sip,
Talking to god, nah you pleading the fifth,
and I don’t do talk, cause I’m deep in the shit,
Weed got me a sloth I’m moving sid, firing shots you though that you slid,
Thought that slid,
Thought that you slid,
Don’t fuck with the kid, cause shit can get big,
And you can get hit,
Don’t fuck with the king,
Money and power cause terrible things,

Slid (Prod. Broomcoveredhills)

Shades on my face, lens blue tinted,
Acid, take a taste, now my views vivid,
Lyrics what i ace, reaching new limits,
Missing half my face, wonder who did it,

Harvey, no winestein, go and dent his high beams,
The kush I smoke is lime green, yo weed smells like bad hygiene,
Blue tints, new kicks, walking out with new drip,
Who tripped?, steel tip, gonna kick you crew in,
Once we beef its dead bolt, I gotta let that tool spin,
God I feel like red skull, universe in my palm don’t lose grip,
Doomed ship, drugs sinking as I pop a few scripts,
Few tabs, few drips, magic school bus has me going on a school trip,

Shades on my face, lens blue tinted,
Acid, take a taste, now my views vivid,
Lyrics what i ace, reaching new limits,
Missing half my face, wonder who did it,

Tripping off like four meds, while riding on a moped,
Remember having no bread, was grinding with yung coke head,
Walter white bread selling wok across the nation, 
My money so big I use that shit as insulation,
That shit keep me warm in the nighttime,
Gotta go earn more, it’s a slight grind,
Hit him with a pipeline, my shit runs deep neath the sunshine,
Always self loathing, wish I could see my self though my moms eyes,
“Never give up” is a bum line,
Cause I never seen much but pain so it ain’t the same take me back to the fun times,

Blue Tinted (Prod. Aris)

Chilling, chilling, chilling with my fiends, bitch it’s Halloween and we going door to door,
Giving kids codeine, lace em up and watch em shake on the floor,
Devil had me possessed since I was bout four,
Mask up, gotta keep the mask up,
Call up Jason if you boys go and act tough,
Sleeping on me call up Freddy get you slashed up,
Saw you so I trapped you, watch your bones get hacked up,
A murder of crows follow wherever I go,
Shit im like the crow, face covered in a ghoulish glow,
And I’m killing all of my foes mayne you just gotta go,
Mayne I just gotta smoke, 50 grams I love to toke,
Chilling with my fiends bitch it’s Halloween,
Going door to door mask up we make em scream,
Add up the provolone and stack up the cheese,
Gotta make the cash, gotta pay for the trees,
Gotta pay for the fiends,
Hit the plug, it ain’t cheap,
Ah pockets running deep,
light him up, Carve him up and let him bleed,
Jack-o’-lantern, go and let him be,
Chilling with my fiends feel like Halloween,
In whip with homies straight blasting ween,
Loose grip, then I slip from reality,
boognish, all these demons who damage me,
Solo artist ain’t a soul who could manage me,
Who is you? Nah who you used to be,
Step to stunna have your bitch up on movie screen,
Your face on T shirt, if you move on me,
Cause my third eye sees you creeping in my lucid dreams,
If there’s movement scream, that’s what I told my bitch,
Cause my hand on the trigger, with a clutch and a grip,
If you run you get hit, bodies dumped in the pits,
Then I leave to my crib, and I sleep like a kid,
Chilling with my fiends, down in fucking Salem,
Last time I was here I was on a stake getting raised up,
They lit the fire, thinking I was the Satan,
My skin didn’t burn and there was nothing that could save em,
I’m like Dracula, demons on my hip,
And I’ll release em if anyone touch my bitch,
Always got blood on my fangs, watch it drip,
Grabbed my girl and I told her lick my lips,

Halloween ‘77 (Prod. Soberbnap)

FAMILY CHRISTMAS CYPHER (Prod. Celpro)

Home Alone (Prod. Tarsan)

All I want for Christmas is some weed and some kush,
All I want for christmas is some weed, a whole bush,
All I want for Christmas is some motherfucking paper, 
All I want for Christmas is some bitches who i can savour,

Santa better have a good spot for me on his list,
Cause all I really want is a whole lotta shit,
I need me some coke so I can stay awake,
Then I need some xannies to take away the pain,
Then I need some choppers and a couple blicks,
Just to show the streets I ain’t no fucking bitch,
Glocky with the switch,
An oppy in a ditch,
Some sloppy from my bitch,
A Kawasaki with some kick,
I ain’t ask for a lot but Santa I swear,
If you don’t get me what I need im coming for that beard,
I’m coming for you wifey, I know she want a real pimp,
Ms Clause see me she gon leave your ass reallll quick,

All I want for Christmas is some weed and some kush,
All I want for christmas is some weed, a whole bush,
All I want for Christmas is some motherfucking paper, 
All I want for Christmas is some bitches who i can savour,

All I Want (Prod. Kid Percocet)

I belong where it’s cold,
I belong where it snows,
Checked the boys body temp and he froze,
Arctic living, ice cappes is my home,

Pull up with a plethora of drugs in fanny pack,
Just like Santa’s sack, just like damn he’s back,
Stunna tape 6 we go crazy!
Still got my covers as Lahey,
grinding just to get change,
grinding just to get plays,
I’m stalking, gon hang you above the fireplace,
No talking, cause I act the same as the dudes from quiet place,
I got a Midas taste, every bitch I eat out they leave feeling golden,
Bitch I’m trolling,
Got about 50 kids she wanna get from the Trojan,
Swipe from one block to next just like I’m scrolling,
And these bitches be spying that’s hoe shit, just gotta focus,
Naughty or nice,
She wanna talk wanna give that pipe,
I wanna walk, wanna run for my life,
That bitch a hoe and I thought that she might, try
Everyone hating till I pull out the knife,
50 boys shooting it looks like fully decorated yard on a cold dark night,

I belong where it’s cold,
I belong where it snows,
Checked the boys body temp and he froze,
Arctic living, ice cappes is my home,

Ace Gyanburu

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