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Blockbuster Night, Pt. 1

Bunches and bunches, punches is thrown until you're frontless

Oodles and oodles, bang bullets at suckas' noodles

Last album voodoo, proved that we was fuckin' brutal

I'm talking crazy, half past the clock is cuckoo

You rappers doodoo, baby shit, just basic boo boo

I'm Shaka Zulu, Mansa Musa, my money buku

My beats is bangin', fuck what you rappin', who produced you?

I slapped the snot, take what ya got and Run The Jewels youYou itsy bitsy furry fright and frickin' sickly

A little prickly, dick on display for Winter swimming

Look at these kitties, Mike, I'mma rat-a-tat 'em for living

I deal in dirty work, do the deed and then dash, ditch 'em

I'd lend a hand but they stuck in a fist and gun position

We run our brand where destruction's the number one commitment

It's all a joke between mom contractions and coffin fittings

So we disappear in the smoke like we're fuckin' magiciansNo hocus pocus, you simple suckers been served a notice

Top of the morning, my fist to your face is fucking Folgers

We might be giants, standing on little dandy shoulders

You punks is pussy proverbial pansy panty holders

I Jake the Snake 'em, DDT 'em in mausoleums

Macabre massacres killing cunts in my colosseum

They all actors, giving top in back of a BM

I'd fall back if the casting calls are ending in semenI'm the foulest, no need for any evaluations

I'm a phallus for Johnson and Jimmy spraying faces

Any cow that is sacred will get deface'd

Like any tyrant murderer gets replaced, face it

The fellows at the top are likely rapists

But you like "Mellow out man, just relax, it's really not that complicated"

Well pardon me, I guess I'm just as sane as you explain'ed

Or maybe sanctifying the sadistic is derange'd

Songwriters

JAIME MELINE, MICHAEL SANTIGO RENDERPublished by

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