Spitting lead
• Written by Euphorik
In the OK where we stay
we spit slick shit so sick. Make ya hear turn gray
We drop kick ya whole click so hard they back flip
Got that Hombre
got pimpish flow from andre
Mr 3 k. Mumble crap its pre k.
So mundane that caus mager strain
So I feel mager pain for the game.
That why I got shooled in trickery.
It kinda made a dick of me. Hay ICP espicially
Thanks for the wickedry
Where did I get to Chopin in my rapin?
The industry's big bad wolf from alabama
got it crackin
He influenced me fluantly
Aka MWA also k own as catfish billy
Why am I so passionate?
When mumble trash is crashin it.
When it comes to the craft. I busted my ass
Lookin for duckets to grab to throw in the bag.
Paper so heavy makin my pants sag.
When I hear the right beat.
I'm like a monster who honts ya.
I grab for the pin n the pad. Head to the lab.
Then I hop in the booth. Start spittin truth.
They getting whodined. Poof
Not bout to wait for the people who hate. So I stay in 405
Right next to the grave. Underground it will never fade.
When the main stream mumble trash
finaly fumbles and breaks
Its back to the basement. Back to the basics.
Getting them 1s and 2s spinnin I can allmost taste it.
There is a cracka in the corner gettin wasted..
White boy shit. We ain't bout to change it.
Then what hapens? The Djs start spinnin it
And psypher sestion kickin it
before ya know it the choppas are spitin it.
Got white a white boy feeling like short dog.
Strait Gettin it.
Hay.
Then you get the hard ass rhymes
Mixed with lyrical word play.
Dropin hits all day.
Man who you kiddin . this where I stay
OK. We stay this way.. Stay this way.
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Euphorik
Member since September 16 2018