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eviction notice - plasthic slash & roth b the maverick lyrics

[verse 1: b.i.g. raq]
i came to bring the pain to the brain like the spinothalamic tract
with plasthic slash, clap the mac and smack a rapper ass
grab him fast, and burn his dermis like an acid bath
i rap with facts, attack a track with drastic math
now take the math further
we the chosen few, the very brother that show and prove that every other man’s a scam verser
we known to shoot before we meditate and plan murder
we sn*tch their bread, they brought beef, we prefer hamburger
we breathing the texts, show them, choke ghosts, squeezing the tec
leave with exit wounds * 2001 steven and ‘x’
they peeping to test the most seasoned of vets
i stay blameless, like a misandrist leaving her ex
you know who the nicest rapper is, slice ya carotid
with every neck slit a cheque’s writ, i flex grit * the best sh*t
time is money, invest it, n*ggas with heart get cardiac arrested
started the next bit, this is hardly an exit

[hook: plasthic slash]
so youse a dope emcee with some nice raps
son, when we enter the place you must exit
cash so plenty and life sweet
but bros, when your chalice full you must exit

[verse 2: roth b the maverick]
expose an old head as a small boy wey dey miscap
test your reflex, see how quick it takes to react
brace for impact, double goal to break your kneecaps
i’ll take all you dish but you couldn’t take the feedback
quit that count down, bow cos your time is up
you are all bark, only brave enough to bite the dust
cain hated abel, couldn’t stand the sight of blood
my brother’s keeper cos i kinda love the sight of blood
drive a sword into your spinal cord
so sharp, it was bound to make the final cut
a bl**dy emcee cos i’m stabbing ya
i’ll make you dead meat for the scavengers
be safe and sound, you don’t wanna face the music
take yourself out, you don’t wanna make me do this
hope you got an exit strategy
or you’ll end up an epic tragedy
[hook: plasthic slash]
so youse a dope emcee with some nice raps
son, when we enter the place you must exit
cash so plenty and life sweet
but bros, when your chalice full you must exit

[verse 3: plasthic slash]
chilling with the top brass from nembe
on ﬁnal verse but i no ﬁt come last, comprende?
too many youths passing, life gone yo, my mood is angry
they live fast and die young, bro like jules bianchi
be bullish about life and death that’s how we live
mind’s on herd immunity from that mad cow disease
think you fela kuti cos you smoked a vessel full of ganja
if you carry death in your pouch, it’s testicular cancer
i’m due for better things, this is h*ll
in my thinking faculty, i’m forever dean like district twelve
“him no get money but him dey live like na him own sh*ll”
that’s what gets tossed around like chelsea youth, too many loan spells
went non*stop on this till i had those twelve lines
then hop*scotched with kids, yeah i had a swell time
check my verses and those you ﬂaunt, tell me which is well*rhymed
how can you have your nose in front when your sh*t no smell mine?

[hook: plasthic slash]
so youse a dope emcee with some nice raps
son, when we enter the place you must exit
cash so plenty and life sweet
but bros, when your chalice full you must exit

- plasthic slash roth b the maverick lyrics

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