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slaughter meat. - issuehigh lyrics

[chorus: issuehigh] x2
n*ggas wanna play with the gb
but he just want that skrilla
hating on that boy
i know for sure they ain’t seen nothing realer
aye! need a genie from a bottle
i just wanna go and f*ck on a model
breaking limitations like a debacle
playing with me n*gga, we got a squabble

[verse 1: issuehigh]
chop you up if you playing with bread
just like you slaughter meat
torture all you b*tch ass n*ggas and clog your arteries, uhh, haters watching to see how just you really living though
i had to take a sh*t ton of l’s to get this winners flow
spray can finally hitting the pavement
put in work overtime i’m the greatest
they should call me the lyrical banksy
flowing on every beat call it ag
so conceited i just wanna thank me
time is money i see all the drippy clocks
got a key in your head and it’s getting locked if you act up then you getting knocked
they put holes in your body like swiss cheese she keep running her mouth tell her b*tch please
fell down many times with skinned knees
that’s why i won’t stop how i’m living hoe
father stuck in a can eating murder burgers
in the streets while i eat suicide fries
old heads overdosing on paink!llers
gotta get out the hood shooting for the skies
i realized that the pain realer wanna play me but i’m the wrong n*gga
love you for the money a gold digger
loving you for the money a gold digger
graffiti boy leaving your body in illinois
algonquin or the iroquois you a broke boy and you feeling joy
american graffiti i’m feeling to conceited
my art’s like vandalism when i rhyme it’s like i cheated
i just waited my turn now i let that sh*t burn
demarcus flowing as gb all these n*ggas concerned
uhh shout out my n*gga earn its time to teach you n*ggas so you need to sit and learn
this is the learning curve i need to straighten you out
just let me straighten you out
i need to straighten you out
just let me straighten you out
i need to straighten you out
just let me straighten you out and see what it is about

[verse 2: jayspizzyy]
you get sprayed up like graffiti
butching n*ggas like slaughter meat
selling rappers to the industry
cutting n*ggas on a k!lling spree
b*tch i been a boss and i been a beast
talking hot n*ggas get deceased
n*ggas want beef cause i’m getting cheese
so i pop n*ggas like bacon grease
see a lot of girls wanna take mine
see you b*tches at the finish line
nowadays b*tches passed up and they gassed up n*gga number nine
flows sour like lemon lime
slaughter rappers for my dinner time
and i’m on the grind for them dollar signs
if you touch mine that’s a land mime
i’m american with a different flow took some before i got that flow got my bed in the studio
sob for the new borough when they mention spizzyy name they can’t find nothing realer way he k!lling all these features they can’t find no one iller
see these rappers all around me and they wearing casilla
spray graffiti with my boys like we f*cking art dealers man

- issuehigh lyrics

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