| Your hock-loogie do not move me
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| Gangster rapper got rich got boushie
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| Me, known to burn more rappers than hot groupies
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| And I leave the toughest motherfucker stomp gooey
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| Spitacular! |
| The wrong MC to spit after ya
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| Change your stage name to when did he rock
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| Not the stage manager but they’re giving me props
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| And your wife’s code name for me is isn’t he hot
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| Not surprised there’s mad dummies on the idiot box
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| Only dude from the hood with a buzz who didn’t get shot
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| Give me the rock Saint Nick Van Exel shoot gift
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| The more I hear the wacker you get
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| With Sean’s pen I’m dumb nicer than I am Sam
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| Overseas looking for fly shit to buy my fam
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| Slain by my hand if you continue to rhyme pink
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| A card carrying member of Fuck You Die Inc
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| We can go tit for tat or go spit for spat
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| Once I get the track you know it’s a wrap
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| I won’t give it back my flows mix and match
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| I’m so sick with that don’t you agree!!!
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| Heaven help me I’m hella nasty
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| It’s like breathalyzers verses alkies you’ll never pass me
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| When the beat is sick though I spit in my sleep
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| Like Beatrix Kiddo believe he’s this dope
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| Flames and fire that may retire
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| Your decoy and destroy the lames you hired
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| No hope 4 real you ain’t got Jack shit
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| Like you stole from Jill I pull cards
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| You know the deal so fresh so clean
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| Like Kosher meals or spokes on villes
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| And I’m known to kill grim reap on them beats
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| Cereal spitter in stereo killer been iller
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| Record at your local hospital
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| 1st MC that’s sponsored by Scott Tissue
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| The shit I am thoughts travel faster than Shinkansen
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| Freestyle’s decent but I’m great with pens
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| We can go tit for tat or go spit for spat
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| Once I get the track you know it’s a wrap
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| I won’t give it back my flows mix and match
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| I’m so sick with that don’t you agree!!!
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| Stantastic credits read Substantial
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| Those who oppose are clearly insufficient
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| My foes flows aren’t nearly as consistent
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| Repel frail shit I’m clearly wack resistant
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| Should’ve left that there in the old rap vault
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| I palm scalps now hold that thought
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| Now you’re in store for assault
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| Told you I rhyme better so who’s at fault
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| Sign at the door reads if you value your life
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| Don’t be a jackass and try to battle tonight
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| Bite my rhymes bite the curb
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| Anything other than «Substantial's nice» is fighting words
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| I’m quite disturbed by your presence alone
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| Must be on the same drugs that the presidents on
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| Plus I’ve seen you walking ‘round with the jaws of life
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| She be swallowing the future and you call her wife!
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| We can go tit for tat or go spit for spat
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| Once I get the track you know it’s a wrap
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| I won’t give it back my flows mix and match
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| I’m so sick with that don’t you agree!!! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Spaticus (Spit 4 Spat) , by - Substantial. Song from the album Sacrifice, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп