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letra de spider jockey 2! - squadeca!

[intro: glexander]
darkness falls across the land
you all are going to get triple banned
bozos rap in search of blood
to terrorize sol’s one beloved
and though you’ll fight to stay alive
no one will find your body
for no mere mortal can defeat
the curse of spider jockey

[hook: ni$h!th]
ay
yeah, we been around, we working hard for days
gold ingots, homie, i don’t need your pay, no, no
made the beat, yeah we elite, you better pray
the spider jockey doesn’t come right out to play, uh
yeah, we been around, wе working hard for days
gold ingots, homie, i don’t need your pay, no, no
made the bеat, yeah we elite, you better pray
the spider jockey doesn’t come right out to play, uh, uh

[verse 1: jonathon]
you’re falling off, tell you welcome to the season (welcome!)
harvesting your lines, i guess you call it treason
i be dishing spice like starbucks, bringing demons
’cause for once you’ll be a winner, go back to christmas, leave you freezing
i’m stampeding in this sh-t, i’m a beast, you must have missed
your verses have so many holes, i should be calling you frozen
only 1% chance of sp-wning, but we’re back to kick your ass
boutta f-cking restructure your face with these bars, call it a monster mash
[verse 2: famkii]
ectoplasm dripping from my phone, yeah, uh
got these b-tches taking pictures, phasmophobia, uh
stylin’ in a top hat, b-tch i know you, huh
scp, b-tch, i’m acting paranormal, yuh
don’t see you making moves, i’m like a cl!cker
your bars put me to sleep, jeff the k!ller
keep talking your sh-t, get the stick, fortnite pumpkin gun
catch me at my place, blank face, you are not the one

[hook: ni$h!th]
uh, yeah, ay, yeah, we been around, we working hard for days
gold ingots, homie, i don’t need your pay, no, no
made the beat, yeah we elite, you better pray
the spider jockey doesn’t come right out to play, uh
yeah, we been around, we working hard for days
gold ingots, homie, i don’t need your pay, no, no
made the beat, yeah we elite, you better pray
the spider jockey doesn’t come right out to play, uh, uh

[verse 3: logpog]
yo, it’s the night of ghosts and demons, so we hopping on a remix
actually more of a sequel or a or reprieve
this halloween i got some tricks, i’ve got some treats, either keeps me pleased
blowing over my opponents like the breeze, never gonna cease
taking enemies apart like frankenstein
making ’em put a cork in it like it was a bottle of wine
i be spitting like a god and all my flows are divine
if your goal is some candy then here’s where you’ll find it
candy for your mind, making it rewind
spiders in your eyes, jocking all the signs
dead when we rise in the middle of the night
don’t contest our might, it’s a scary sight, yeah’
[hook: ni$h!th]
uh, yeah, ay, yeah, we been around, we working hard for days
gold ingots, homie, i don’t need your pay, no, no
made the beat, yeah we elite, you better pray
the spider jockey doesn’t come right out to play, uh
yeah, we been around, we working hard for days
gold ingots, homie, i don’t need your pay, no, no
made the beat, yeah we elite, you better pray
the spider jockey doesn’t come right out to play, uh, uh
yeah, we been around, we working hard for days
gold ingots, homie, i don’t need your pay, no, no
made the beat, yeah we elite, you better pray
the spider jockey doesn’t come right out to play, uh
yeah, we been around, we working hard for days
gold ingots, homie, i don’t need your pay, no, no
made the beat, yeah we elite, you better pray
the spider jockey doesn’t come right out to play, uh, uh

- squadeca

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