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Street single from my next project "Excellent Quest:Long Lives The King" #EQ #LLK
lyrics
Verse 1
Food’s rotten in da fridge//
Mood darkens as it dims//
Diggin thru 22 boxes shoe closet at da crib//
Im in,here 4 da win through talkin to these wimps//
Ya clicc is a foam party, whos softer than u pricks//
We past da test,check approved often in da whip//
My rap success just grew arms,legs,and a dicc//
So I walk like its a shotty down my pants leg//
robbin u for ur album budget and advance checks//
oh u got a label deal, great then ur mans next//
don’t try to motion to runway less u land jets//
demand vets wipe cobwebs from da mic//
I squash flesh by surprise, lochness of da fli//
maybe even leviathan of da Midwest//
Be a pawn when I win chess//
on call as a princess//
Chorus
I keep em runnin back for more fasure deez fiends be cravinnng//
I see em comin back for more oh boi deez fiends be craaaavinng//
I keep em runnin back for more fasure deez fiends be cravinnng//
Look at da dream they chasiiing//
Look at da green we makiiing//
Hook
Twist dat dodi up, blazin dat green ish//
Nigga pour a cup,drankin dat lean ish//
Bitch u broke as fucc,go succ a mean dicc//
This dat opium, take a hit of my dream sticc//ugh
This dat opium, take a hit of my dream sticc//ugh
This dat opium, take a hit of my dream sticc//
Its MSP tricc, grind till da team rich//ugh
Heres some opium, take a hit of my dream sticc//repeat
Verse 2
Dreaded flow make da squeamish flinch//
Put pressure holds on da beat and then//
I Let it go like a meanless chicc//
Let it flow like a stream of piss//
How will u rappers ever blow when u need a hit//
I got a list of compliments long as my penis length//
touches my feet a bit reaches my sneaker tip//
tell Christina quicc to come thru bring a friend//
and feel free to marvel behind my behemoth dicc//
yeeeoooo its me again on ya pc again//
Ipods,tv screens, or cds again//
deep within I release my zen //
FBI want me to testify, get ya subpoena ripped//
I plead da 5th but this isn’t dave//
Chapelle, im hot as hell and bic is da flame//
Re-venge on da brain like mike vike in da cage//
Im fire,u disintegrate for dissin a great..Iya//
Chorus
I keep em runnin back for more fasure deez fiends be cravinnng//
I see em comin back for more oh boi deez fiends be craaaavinng//
I keep em runnin back for more fasure deez fiends be cravinnng//
Look at da dream they chasiiing//
Look at da green we makiiing//
Hook
Twist dat dodi up, blazin dat green ish//
Nigga pour a cup,drankin dat lean ish//
Bitch u broke as fucc,go succ a mean dicc//
This dat opium, take a hit of my dream sticc//ugh
This dat opium, take a hit of my dream sticc//ugh
This dat opium, take a hit of my dream sticc//
Its MSP tricc, grind till da team rich//ugh
Heres some opium, take a hit of my dream sticc//repeat
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