letra de vomit - angry blackmen
vomit lyrics
[verse 1]
competing with my competitors
i’m better than, most of these f-ck n-ggas and redditors
a predator, preying on n-ggas with heat vision
but really i’m talking sh-t, i’m better at sneak dissing, i promise
i’m just trying to be honest, that angry black is on the rise man that sh-t is iconic
sip the flow like it’s tonic, i’m dr dre with chronic
i got them super sonic bars like f-cking with sega
b-tch, i’m the alpha omega. it’s the return of the god flow
chi town n-gga witta bit of a nas flow
these rappers is not cold
these rappers don’t got flow
modern ass life like you f-cking with rocko
nacho: libre, i’m going jack black on you rap f-cks
hoes love a n-gga that can rap tough, homie where ya rap bucks?
stacking h-lla cheese on you rat f-cks
this the kinda flow that make you act up n-gga!
back up n-gga! i don’t know you like that bruh
all i really do is spit facts bruh
watch a n-gga rack up: all this residual payment though
beautiful black and you hate me though
watch how i ratio: like this is twitter
i know you seeing the moves, you bitter
i ain’t got nothing to prove to n-ggas
i’m rapping so i can get through to you n-ggas (aye)
[verse 2]
gotta bring the fire, lighter
i’m hotter than ya grandma
favorite potpaya, spider
crawling on the beat
bring the mask out
cover up my face
b-tch i’m bout to act out
got my ass out bout to pass out
gotta trash mouth
laugh now cry later
that’s a lash out
buzzin’ like cicadas
who the best out
we don’t stress out
drink liquor till the vomit
’bout to splash out
i’m jpeg spitting
in a fans mouth
do no hand outs
what you put in, what you get out
dip out fist to ya
mouth, one chance
knock ya sh-t out
i don’t care bout nothing
but i’m something to
you heathens that
be breathin’
for a reason
every season
i be schemin’ i’m out of
pocket i got my rocket
if i don’t profit
i told q stay smooth
we about to rob em
deathbomb squash em
tarantino montage em
oblige em
strange love
visit p-rnhub
eyes wide shut
‘cuz some sh-t bout to pop up
stiff in the morning
brick as i’m yawning
i’m missing belongings
p-ss on my opponents
sipping on patron
out of sp-ce zone
gotta lot of truth
make yo mind blown
half you rappers
in my time zone
imitate like a rhinestone
writers block got me
feeling like my prime gone
let it shine on
motherf-cker
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