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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #531
Peak in subgenre #269
Author
Lyrics- Impulse.... Beat: Platinum Bound Playaz
Rights
Lyrics: "Spot Blown".... Beat "no copyrights"
Uploaded
December 24, 2002
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MP3 3.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Sequel... hollla
Lyrics
Intro:
Ayo, im kinda fuccin sick of this shit.....
ahah, realllll sick of this shit.....
i told yall once, but it looks like ya didnt listen...
well shit, ima make you listen this time...
motha fucka!
Chorus:
im not playin around
Im not playin around no more
I cant stand these people
i cant stand these people no more
they must be insane
cuz they got me crazy
cuz i told yall moree
then once to not fuck with me
Verse 1:
Just fuccin stop it! and put a sock in it /
im tired of hearin your bullshit, ya too talkative /
ahh! im natious, sick spittin, hockin out vomit /
betta wish ya were dead, like spottin a comet /
ya sourunded in flowers, i roll with pittbulls /
with a fistfull of knuckles, to show my impulse /
out the window, you go, start screamin /
cant fuck with this deadly kid, i tare apart demons /
im hardly speakin, but im stuck in your head for dayz /
yall betta make way, ill show yall how to really blaze /
fuck a pipe and weed, ive been blazin since my birthday /
im soo sickkk, that i take shits on my first aids /
yall herre meeeee, turn up ya speakers /
i burn up these speakers, my turn to be the reaper /
death comes knockin, betta be lockin that shit /
cuz im comin cockin, with ya girl polishin my dick /
Verse 2:
slerp slerp, go for her purse first /
stealin her money, while im makin her squirm and hurt /
quench her thirst, haha, ya know what i meannnn /
she a fiend, on her knees, please oh please /
do what you please, im not stoppin ya, oh geeez /
ya man a phonyyyyy, i know u feelin lonellllyy /
ya aint gonna do shit, ill sit back, laugh, and smack your girls ass /
and got her screamin, then shell kiss you, taste the seamon? / haha!
thought u were dreamin, cuz im a dream come true /
ahh come on, im sorry, your right, hoes need love too /
nah fuck you, thats right, i turned your ass down /
ya get hit more the pipes, when its bein passed around /
i laugh at these clowns, like HAHA /
u layin on the ground, cuz ya bitchass got fucked up /
pucker up, motha fucka, ass kissin time /
cuz put me in a battle, and see whos last to rhyme /
Verse 3:
oh oh, here i gooo againnnnn
oh shit, here i goooo againnnn
motha fuckas be tripin, im switch hittin /
knockin em out the park, thats how im livin /
ya breath be kickin, dont stop forgettin /
that you NOT ill, thats more bull then pippen /
whats that ya flippin? sounds wack kid /
ya need pratice, out runnin around like mavericks /
i done had it, ive reached my goals like a hat trick /
im masterin this, plus im flippin shit like a babys matress /
Gangstaz swing crack, not you, you swing hammics /
you amatuers, im the first off the top, like tornados do to attics /
u cant match this, ima rap addict, damn it /
leave yall wit a sore mouth, like suckin water out the cactus /
yall cant stand it, physcho with the tittle, im hardly sane /
yall suck, ill take shitz on yall like i wasnt ever potty trained /
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