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all american - spiegel (rapper) lyrics

never ever will you ride in the whip
you n*ggas 445 wit the kids
n*ggas can’t wait to see me fall in the pits
but i’m up so you see me at the mall wit ya b*tch
talk sh*t get popped like a zit
out this word like a martian is
i’m too cold to be an arsonist
all american i’m a narcissist
aryan heart dark as the skin
bite hard imma shark wit the pen
hamilton i’ll write u again
stare a n*gga dead in his eyes n he ran
slim thick n she blow like iran (stop)
ion really give a d*mn cuz her man chopped
he ain’t got no hands n*gga can’t box
one shot to the mouth have ya sh*t knocked
got u seeing red rings like a xbox
ps got a switch mean it don’t stop
bs all i hear n*ggas don’t pop
now i’m coming out thе blue like a old cop
roots in hip hop but i love rock
makе tracks in pop don’t get shocked
break backs give top b*tch get knocked
get shot hit box missed me ha!
pit stop wristw*tch see me flock
big talk cross crossed watch me block
yo shots don’t talk what you walk
big talk you n*ggas all bark
mordecai straight out the park
choke you like homer did bart
b*tches is buggin don’t start
love rap like uggie love tarts
f*ck y’all i’m up upping the mart
afroboyz runnin the charts

i’m all american trash
sh*tty american dad
bl!cky i’m airing the map
can’t fit my hair in this hat
can’t fit my d*ck in these pants
yzy the clique wit these rants
of the clips in these vans
wu tang wit the method man
*sp c.n? wit the flow
r o x anne wit the soul
borrowin beats from the bros
carlos jr do the most
models and cars is the goal
bottles and bars on a roll
children and we indigo
building it up off the dome
cooking tracks up off the stove
give us two months and we’ll blow
a&r’s at all our doors
asking us to sell our souls
slam it and then tell them no
cuz we got places to go
they breaking down our windows
you better duck n get low
you better shoot like you mean it you lose yo life if you don’t
i’m sending n*ggas to venus i’m sorry you got to go
they asking me about fashion n*gga do you see this coat (kanye!!!)
he tried to ask me bout rappin i said n*gga imma goat
i coulda switched up my flow
so n*ggas would like me mo’
got a rebellious soul
so i won’t cater to hoes
i made all my sh*t at home
y’all n*ggas in studios
and can’t compete with my soul
last bar went over yo head
boomerang soon hit yo dome

- spiegel rapper lyrics

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