"FLAMETHROWA"

 

Chorus:

I spit my shit like a flamethrower (a flamethrower)

I grab the mic then diss yo ass just to spite (what)

You aint a killer you a pussy (pussy)

You can fuck with the flows I bring 

Never stopping the flow lets pop on  the floor

Birth place of this hip-hop creating the new music

From the streets cuzin  cu cu cu cuzzin

Here's the deal let's give em something real

 

Verse 1 Two6red:

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Kick you in the teeth muthafuckin 26

Ima be the king of this underground shit

Got a half a pound smoked and a glass of crown vic

Outta Oklahoma city where the thunder pound click click boom

Yeah we back in the room

I just hit your little city this afternoon

Ive been feeling pretty gritty bout to make a move 

Because its kick you in the (what huh) volume two

When I get to the show I just go nuts with my click

Yo chick is up in the VIP she tryin to suck on my dick

Ima pro tho bro so I keep my shit zipped

I call her mary pass her left and sign my name on her tits

You see me shinin in the light I fuckin murder the mic bra

Admit it im the best you ever heard in yo life huh

Im dissin to spite ya yeah were so sick

And them other silly suckers aint shit

 

Chorus: 

I spit my shit like a flamethrower (a flamethrower)

I grab the mic then diss yo ass just to spite (what)

You aint a killer you a pussy (pussy)

You can fuck with the flows I bring 

Never stopping the flow lets pop on  the floor

Birth place of this hip-hop creating the new music

From the streets cuzin  cu cu cu cuzzin

Here's the deal let's give em something real

 

Verse 2  H-Y Loco:

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Everybody wanna walk that walk wanna talk that talk Wanna bark that bark

All bark no bite man its fonk on sight Get him up any day any night

I done took a swig I done took a chug ima rump these fucc  niggas up 

So don't git too bucc git the club shot up

Ima rude boy bedda move boy boom

Got the tool boy wit the zoom boy doom

3 bodys in the trunk 2 comen soon 

Haters wonna fill the rath of a macc insaine when a macc attack kinda like boom

From N.O. ta Sac Eastcoast an back we be dressed in black wit the blue C-CaC in the hood

Skee mask fa the mode ta stack godda flip that back now we blow good

If a nigga really wont it I hit'm wit yellow pages you can take'm to the hood they tell you I'm good 

I was just a lil seed spitt'n out them beed's tronna git it ta the feen's I was know good

Even sippen syrup pushen perp even pushen farmasuticals up in the hood

You can git it if you wont mufuka don't run all my niggas got guns an we knoc loose

But Duck Bust blast while I be on tho 

Yellen it's H.R.$. an clean cut's up on the beat tho bitch 

Git ready cus you about ta feal pain 

Cuz im knoc'n you sukkas over an im burnen'em wit the thang Bitch

   

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Bridge:

You are now listening to kickuindateef volume2

Chorus 

I spit my shit like a flamethrower (a flamethrower)

I grab the mic then diss yo ass just to spite (what)

You aint a killer you a pussy (pussy)

You can fuck with the flows I bring 

Never stopping the flow lets pop on  the floor

Birth place of this hip-hop creating the new music

From the streets cuzin  cu cu cu cuzzin

Here's the deal let's give em something real

 

Verse 3 Plainutz:

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Man what the fuck is you going through,

Im regrettin just knowin you

You be killin yourself, your time is gonna be over soon

Better push yourself harder and get yourself out the rut

Man your fuckin it up, but no one's givin a fuck

Its time to get motivated and quit your clownin around

This shit is draggin you down just put your feet on the ground

You fuckin pussy your drownin yourself lets get it done,

Going straight to the top of the shelf your number one,

Best believe you got everything, that you could need

Now lets see your awakening, they all believe,

In the making of glory I see im writin your story

So get the fuck up and show em  we can start in the morning 

The quarry 's built up of rocks and gated up with a lock

Gotta make a break for the top, break out and show what you got,

Your time is dwindlin fast, better make a move while you can

Before you're gone with the wind, and you're a thing of the past,

 

Chorus: 

I spit my shit like a flamethrower (a flamethrower)

I grab the mic then diss yo ass just to spite (what)

You aint a killer you a pussy (pussy)

You can fuck with the flows I bring 

Never stopping the flow lets pop on  the floor

Birth place of this hip-hop creating the new music

From the streets cuzin  cu cu cu cuzzin

Here's the deal let's give em something real

 

Verse 4 Saint:

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Im a four star general in general you privately

Vying for my position with your lying and your bitchin

I'm mobilizin mercenaries work with the best

And passin out a dozen m16's for all of the rest

Cash talks ,bullshit walks, that the way of the game

I got some presidents that say the same shit I say

My visions the mission aint no competition

And all you thieves get your hand chopped off and left missin

Your pissin up into the wind against a highpower

Got you smellin golden showers  leavin you sour

Your crew is a zoo like stupid monkeys throwin their doo

And we laughin at you let you go and come of a fool

Ooh who? I aint gotta throw out a name 

Cuz im workin famous all you standard pussies sound the same

No strain on me and mine ya got us fucked up

More like we'll drop another banger just to show em whats up