i love all the styles itt so hip hop

wise man once said believe nothing that you hear and only half of what you see

my gang look like dave matthews band we gonna crash into u

your gang like a finish line i can’t wait to run into you

Slime crawl, nick at nite
Hucking nicks just trying to get a bite
Bad s***above sound like a two left fight
Pockets too short so it might be mice too
Ice done soon, prizes not prices coo..

Let me try...
You gonna sit up here talkin bout
how i wasnt right, but all i knew that night
was...that ass was sittin right

My gang on that Dave Matthew’s s*** to keep it a bean, put the gun to ur dome and clear The Space Between

Like a Youtuber filming you I hope you're content

come on son

I have a bbc stretchin like a mf call it monkey d luffy

Ur b**** hungry? I give her the Dagwood
When she’s done? She licks her lips and says “That’s good!”
I tell her keep going like the Little Engine That Could
She says “Can I swallow?” And I’m like “Yeah, you would.”

My chinese d*** dealer askin me you want to buy some heloine
I say yes i take on kilograms and to you happy Halloween

keep going, keep flowin
b****, keep blowin
crips say it's c-nowing
goin down, like boeing
footjob, keep toeing,
ur not handicapped, keep towing
got the gucci, keep sewing
p**** water, keep rowing
marijuana, keep floating

When Spice drops 9 bars on u out the blue
You panic and just don’t know what to do
Better hope ur b**** ain’t around when spice comes to town
And if Jit’s there too awww man it’s goin down

it's going down, statement
stocks are in the red, mfs got no patience
i got yo b**** and im tearin up her basement
big ol sweet booty I call her Ms. Cakin'

Sports in the 80s were like snow fights,
so much blow it would make your nose tight,
Now Athletes abort babies left and right,
Ironic that they are living the pro life,

Don't believe the hype
It wasn't built in a day; It didn't burn in a night
Origin stories are trite
The past is prologue; the story just writes itself
"Don't believe" is right
All's well that ends well out of sight
It's down the pipe
It's a dead man's curve comin' round that pike
The future is nigh
But you won't find two that's that alike
Flight of the butterfly
Chaos take my name out your phone
Prying with wandering eyes
The prophets oughta let us alone
Timing is everything
Or nothing if you know the unknown

its the spice twister
im gifted. im lifted.
yo sis a thot she a night sister
b****es talk, like twitter
semen vial i deliver
p**** squirtin p**** river
i gargle it down, no sliver
p**** keep me warm, no shiver
she sat on my d*** she a baby sitter
dried nut on my crotch, she a d*** licker
she wants round 3, d*** bigger
im ready to blow! d*** rigger
in that p**** ima ditch digger
go figure

Line them bricks up like Tetris
Beat the bowl with a left wrist
Making beats out of Nexus
They sound like they’re from Texas
Run thru a b**** defense like Jerome Bettis
She’s the wettest
Like runny grits for breakfast

ill shoot you in your f***ing head and leave ya three eyes closed
fee fye foes run from the beat of my drum or heat from the gun
they fall at my feet all at once and need not a crumb
im high off of hell angel dust but hell aint enough
i still go through hell every month i walk with a slump
until im revealing the pump it rip ya to chunks
dont ask whats concealed in the trunk i fill it with chum
for all of the fishes to munch for dinner and lunch
thats how you end up missing at once

unlike a youtuber filming you this is not a prank
this gun will make you harlem shake
this s*** can get filthy frank

leave that guy pink and red
in my crib like an infant bed
got a shotgun and that s*** will spread
f*** w me ima infiltrate

yea im munchin on ice spice
she f***in on my side
im lovin them thicc thighs
i can be her d*** guy
choppa make him walk crip-like
he splatter blood not drip-like

it’s going down.. syndrome
your b**** is a bimbo
we blowin on some endo
now she blowin me.. nintendo