Golan & Globus
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Lyrics
Spit real game I'll blast on you as you pass on through Catch you right where you stand Spit real game I'll blast on you as you pass on through Catch you right where you stand Spit real game I'll blast on you as you pass on through Catch you right where you stand yo yo yo yo Leave you frugal quicker than eager shooters so bleeding tumors Squeezing screaming Uzi's at schemeing losers at peter lugers Goons with Ak's & Suv's Creeps with eagles and ubers Shoot across yo blue Subaru Pursuing you with Rugers This is slashochist with masochist acid? Gritty witty big titty sarcastic bitches with the flashy nipples Ask my fist to walk upon n' blast a pistol Embrace your Satan like when Metallica moved the band to Frisco I spit murder like the ghost of Clint Burton rockin' kids'll mosh in tents like a pistol poppin' Surrounded by savage chrome & assassins roam Laughable stay flammable like Acetone Made by? in his labratory The grafter leper suicide is manditory Sharpen the Capricorn horns of manible sworn G's overseas like a Hasselhoff song Spit real game I'll blast on you as you pass on through Catch you right where you stand Spit real game I'll blast on you as you pass on through Catch you right where you stand Spit real game I'll blast on you as you pass on through Catch you right where you stand Yo it's a war and I was born for it Rugers will turn your soul to ether Smash your muthafuckin' bones in half like when you fold a pizza Have to hold the heater cuz I blast when I'm in the Rome with Cesar On the road to Gizza Beautiful like catch? roasted features Hold the oldest teacher that control the holy only creature Blow the fuckin' speaker with the vocal of a soul less leader My gats the only feature my raps' a Mona Lisa A whack verse to me is likely as a colder b? You got a '22 but do a lot of chopper talk Me I'm armed to the teeth I'll let this fuckin' chopper bark You make pill poppin' music pussy knock it off Beat em' to submission & then kick em' like a soccer ball Having everybody watching em' bleed Have to teach you mothafuckas how to talk to your seed I'm from where young boys stash crack in they socks And pop out on muthafuckas like a jack in a box Dummy Spit real game I'll blast on you as you pass on through Catch you right where you stand Spit real game I'll blast on you as you pass on through Catch you right where you stand Spit real game I'll blast on you as you pass on through Catch you right where you stand
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 02:58
- Key
- 1
- Tempo
- 180 BPM