the spice twister

How to hold it down and keep afloat
That's an answer I'd like to know
Miss me wit cola unlike a float
I'm the man dior peacoat
Big Willie on his wave - no steamboat
Villafied vexed by vanities so who's hero?
Before me lick shot gotta breathe slow
Lines be routine as practicing ya free throw
Show me who got game when the aim to stay the greatest is at stake
Let my art speak for itself as I divide and invest cake
At ya meatloaf with a biscuit for some cheddar, lettuce bury the beef - I'm out the 6 my kinfolk been ready to feast

i just hope that you remember
that this not a new bender
i love weed, stone offender
i got a glock, its a man ender
make u disappear, in november

twat wetter, stack cheddar
gifted like december
shawty twat like leather
gilf p**** ima end her

i’ll shoot you in your f***ing head six shots to the dome..
leave you lookin like krillin in that funeral home..
rest in peace to toriyama and i put this on mama
man i wish a p**** would so i could shoot ‘em w the llama

shoot em w the llama
in the future, f***in commas
but for now, twat osama
butt blower, p**** pounder
p**** power
10 b****es stacked for an hour
p**** tower
u ask where the hoes at, but u a p**** coward
all that twat for me, cookie devour

got a shawty named penelope
she up it, get the bread for me
yea i bus it, but the head is free
she ratchet, she luv hennessey
the other night she was tellin me
she know a dude named eddie v
i get the heat, i let it speak
nina turn her to shredded cheese
im just here for fettuci'
twat fishier than anemone
got women slurpin my metal beam

got a b**** named annie
she addicted to them xannys
she swallow lots of family
i steam her like im stanley
stfu and eat this plan b

i can be her d*** guy

F***ing on a crown vic ducking pig
Snatched a royal we going big

Razmatazz rackets
Kenny Clarke sweating through his jacket
Studio lights cookin'
You in the presence of true jazzmen
A few legends
Few session players, few has-beens
A few husbands
Few ladykillers, few f*ggts

Green room fulla aspic
Bathroom fulla needles
Unforgivable blackness
"Boy"s and "you people"s
It's raw but the film don't lie
Klook steady lettin' it fly in '55
Bout to drop a bomb in this b****
Who will survive?

its the nuclear fallout
and im goin all out
f*** what yall talmbout
yall aint stand on what yall bout
cancer in the air, its scary
yall b****es faker than the tooth fairy
yall suck yo momma tit like dairy
whats the sitch? its getting hairy
you see, spice is the protagonist
and im a ktt a***yst
yall post for the camera lens
yall all ass and pretend
fake as f*** as aspartame
i got bars as it pertains
kodak spice, rabid spazzin mane

but all in all, in conclusion
suck all my balls, to the music

the plot thickens
my cock stiffens
i got chicken
im not widdit
the opp b****es
i want women
black lipstick
lip injections
big erections
thicc invested
b**** is extra

A few legends
Few session players, few has-beens
A few husbands
Few ladykillers, few

My dawg

came with the ones that was with me in the first place
talking about when i was in a hurt place
i was down bad headed to a worse place
now we locked in eating steak every thursday
walk in the louis store like that’s my birthplace
oh is that your girl she let me get to third base

i’ll take all the hate i don’t need anyone to love me
i can’t trust a b**** can’t let a b**** trust me
im gone speak my mind can’t let anyone hush me
i’m gone take my time can’t let anyone rush me

@So_Illegal @Bo_Ceephus jump in

I come in this game like seeds in Riley Reid,
Beat my d*** till it chafes and bleed, rippin like joint paper with too many stems and seeds.
Kendrick dissing drake with so many words I can barely understand it,
Transferring the energy like the first law of thermodynamics,
King fu Kenny, he was born with a vision
Tryna not to get f***ed in the ass in prison.
Nuclear warheads, push the button with the rang on da pinkie,
Swangin loose with the sticky like the head of Drake's slinky

Eat her p**** till she's speakin' simlish
Feel like Percy Jackson on Cunnilympus

i’m still here with the ones that i came with
skrillex in the clip you feel it when the bangarang hits

You'll never see this batarang miss
Badmon ting, lettin' fly out the abyss

Dressin' room montage; flyin' out a b****
I don't pay for p****; I'm rich