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letra de space solstice - k.n.p.

[intro: t kapone, nip$y, & scoobydxx]

yea(f-ck you doin bud)
me and nips are in a sp-ceship with the snakehips
f-cking b-tches-
f-ck, f-ck (what)
god dammit (f-ck)
i shouldn’t have snorted all that glue (get your sh-t together)
hold on, just f-cking chill out
let the f-cking beat play back
alright? i’ll do it again
chill out (n-gga d-mn)

[verse 1: t kapone]

me and nips are in a sp-ceship with the snakehips
f-cking b-tches in the matrix, b-tch i say this
spittin on an everyday f-cking basis
face this with b-tches bathing spit time travel like daylight savings
cash i’m craving, yea
an abundance of falluptious cussin
slappin b-tts like percussion
the rhymes flooded with tongue bustin dicussions of roughing nut bussin, blood rushin, sl-t husstlin
drug induced bum rushin, treat the beat like sh-t, keep it, flushin
keep the b-tches blushing, p-ssys gushing
we the next squad up end of discussion
i ain’t sayin i’ll put this mothaf-ckin place on the map
as a matter of fact i spit facts packed in my raps
keep a pack of inhalable artifacts
i f-ck up the vision like cataracts
matter of fact, prefer my drink brown and my b-tches black
henny in my system as they listening to the christening
the rap game i put my fist up in
see these b-tches like they tripling
shine my d-ck, till its glistening b-tch

[verse 2: nip$y]

hail the commodity on this intergalactic oddessy
sh-t might get weird, don’t dennis rod me
nip and kip we’re gods you see, deities to a mortal man
finish em with that fatality hand
kicking it like lu kang
looking for my boo thang
mean while on this ufo sipping tangorang
with a little green man on the comedown from the gummy acid
go so hard, f-ck being flaccid
emotions stay placcid
hush your opinion it’s rancid
on the big dipper smoking payoti, just f-cking dancing
like a reincarnated marilyn manson
prancing like dasher, dancer, and vixen
the blunt had me blitzen
dashing through the snow on a sleigh with a mission
with your permission imma get to tongue kissin
old b-tch know i ain’t missing
green look like a snake, stay hissing
p-ssing out the drank like r kelly
need that push start ignition
liquors what we sippin
keep the b-tches swimmin to us, like we fishin
efficient while you listen
ballin’ like we swishin
hit the road if you dont f-ck with the vision

- k n p

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