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The second single from The Cult Leaders!
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lyrics
Matlock:
A million wack rappers deeper than the ocean
All prayin' for my downfall and hopin'
Don't step in my world, I'll leave ya' broken
It's a cold world, I'm showin' no emotion
Words spoken are filled with jealousy
Right here in my spot, that's where they wanna be
Actin' like they're bout it but I smell pussy
Chunk light tuna fish, chicken of the sea
See now my language off color like clashin' fashion
Hit you so hard, do a nasty backspin
Cult Leaders baby, keep the baskets passin'
Fill 'em up with Grants's and Andrew Jacksons
Sick slow rap flow, rip those has-bros
Chicks don't have clothes, ipso-facto
Schitzo, Van Gogh, piff so astro
Six-toed Rambo, kick yo' asshole
(4 Bar Break)
DreamTek:
Man I smack rappers leave they shit swollen
Swear it’s all strikes like I’m good at bowlin’
Catch ‘em frontin’ like they really wasn’t knowin’
Cult leaders blow spots like explosions
Oh shit, who wanna see me?
Dead before they know it son is all they ever be
Tek'll pull your number like one two three
Fuck you up live on stage at Sub T
Every time they see us they like that’s them bastards
Quick to give all your bitches backstage passes
Drinking free Pabst Blue Ribbons fast its bat shit
With my pinky up speakin' in a fancy accent (Hello!)
Y’all tip toe mad slow, scared that we'll smash flows
I flipped those, samples and beats got trampled
I’m too hot, aint another man that can handle
Moonwalkin’ on the sun rockin’ plastic sandals
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