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vomit - angry blackmen lyrics

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vomit lyrics
[verse 1]
competing with my competitors
i’m better than, most of these f*ck n*ggas and redditors

a predator, preying on n*ggas with heat vision
but really i’m talking sh*t, i’m better at sneak dissing, i promise

i’m just trying to be honest, that angry black is on the rise man that sh*t is iconic
sip the flow like it’s tonic, i’m dr dre with chronic

i got them super sonic bars like f*cking with sega
b*tch, i’m the alpha omega. it’s the return of the god flow

chi town n*gga witta bit of a nas flow
these rappers is not cold

these rappers don’t got flow
modern ass life like you f*cking with rocko

nacho: libre, i’m going jack black on you rap f*cks
hoes love a n*gga that can rap tough, homie where ya rap bucks?

stacking h*lla cheese on you rat f*cks
this the kinda flow that make you act up n*gga!

back up n*gga! i don’t know you like that bruh
all i really do is spit facts bruh
watch a n*gga rack up: all this residual payment though
beautiful black and you hate me though
watch how i ratio: like this is twitter
i know you seeing the moves, you bitter
i ain’t got nothing to prove to n*ggas
i’m rapping so i can get through to you n*ggas (aye)

[verse 2]
gotta bring the fire, lighter
i’m hotter than ya grandma
favorite potpaya, spider
crawling on the beat

bring the mask out
cover up my face
b*tch i’m bout to act out
got my ass out bout to pass out

gotta trash mouth
laugh now cry later
that’s a lash out
buzzin’ like cicadas

who the best out
we don’t stress out
drink liquor till the vomit
’bout to splash out
i’m jpeg spitting
in a fans mouth
do no hand outs
what you put in, what you get out

dip out fist to ya
mouth, one chance
knock ya sh*t out
i don’t care bout nothing

but i’m something to
you heathens that
be breathin’
for a reason

every season
i be schemin’ i’m out of
pocket i got my rocket
if i don’t profit

i told q stay smooth
we about to rob em
deathbomb squash em
tarantino montage em

oblige em
strange love
visit p*rnhub
eyes wide shut
‘cuz some sh*t bout to pop up
stiff in the morning
brick as i’m yawning
i’m missing belongings
p*ss on my opponents

sipping on patron
out of sp*ce zone
gotta lot of truth
make yo mind blown

half you rappers
in my time zone
imitate like a rhinestone
writers block got me

feeling like my prime gone
let it shine on
motherf*cker

- angry blackmen lyrics

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