SPAZZZ

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We startin' off, my man

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For you blundering fools that's wondering (Who's that?)

Bust Rhymes, we incarnating the boom bap

Powerful blow, y'all should probably move back

Take notes, study my shit, school a new jack

Look, this what you do while I give you the new crack, peep

How I bang 'em and throw another loose stack

Bomb hard, you know it's the God when I spit though

CZ, Sebastian, how a nigga bitch blow

Pop like I'm holding a cannon, let the bitch go

Can't box God, what you holding up your fist for? (Fist for)

Sharper than ever, I be on my tiptoe

Probably thinking shit's a superpower how my wrist glow

Mutilating, completely devouring niggas, get low

While I'm out receiving that bread, ocho cinco (Go)

Biting the beat like I was schizo

Come through, pay your receipt, enjoy the best show

Y'all don't want me spazzing on this (Ayy)

How you want it? (Want it)

Y'all don't want me spazzing on this (Ayy)

How you want it? (Want it)

Y'all don't want me spazzing on this (Ayy)

How you want it? (Want it)

Y'all don't want me spazzing on this (Ayy)

How you want it? (Want it)

Y'all don't want me spazzing on this (Ayy)

How you want it? (Want it)

Y'all don't want me spazzing

A bad big ass bitch in the room with my niggas

Call me Cal Russell or any nigga fronting and want it

I'ma satisfy the customer (Who want it?)

I got a half-rice hair-whipping from Russia

Beat 'em and disassemble a nigga with a muffler

Do this shit for the hustler

While I'm sipping, I'm whipping a gas guzzler

V12 racing down the Bruckner

I laugh the most when you niggas to the point they call me chuckler

I'm bringing for the border, you know I block for the sufferer

I got a damn rice spazzing and now getting so obscene

Type of cash when I'm black like Bo Keem

Woodbine, you wishing you could find the shit that I stash

Nigga be making a bitch phone crash

Bust your shit with a smash and do the dash

And have 'em look for the chalk, I party

Then I'm leaving the street to talk

And I'm planting my bitch frog

And then I'm repping Connecticut and them girls

Nigga, that study my max test moves (Test moves)

You took the wrong turn on this avenue (Uh-huh)

Y'all know the gentleman got a case for this animal (Uh-huh)

When I'm in the building, nigga, know how to act

Get it up, get it up, get it up (Bang on 'em)

Back sit (Come on), back flip (Come on)

You know the God be back in the cockpit (Come on)

Money flipping like we on a crack strip (Come on)

See, we ain't playing, no delaying

We keep 'em praying, watch me fuck it up again

Yo, yo, I hit 'em slow like a bag of the dro

I'm mack with the glow, black in my clothes (Yeah)

All of a sudden they buzzing, I'm what you never heard of

I'm everything that they wasn't, let me expose it further

Future high-tech, I die tech and dissect niggas that ride jets

And switch 'em out and then I think about how my mind gets (Righteous)

Then I use the cloud to wipe my ass while I'm flying (Diapers)

'Cause I split multiple cells in the brain when I spit in cyphers

And I got the game locked more than categorized lifers

Better clarify your vision and clear the screen with your wipers

I'm nicer when I switch a lane like I'm whipping a Viper

The type to wrestle a bear like I'm Rowdy Roddy Piper

You the type to kiss a bitch and give me head and want a wiper

Roll up, all of a sudden (Hold up)

There's no competing but it amaze me the type

Of shit niggas dreaming they be sleeping

Reluctantly I claim and charter the plane for the weekend

While I watch 'em wake up to unfathomable earth meetings

Look, look, turn the lights off

I might wipe off the perspiration my mic's off

Well, fuck it, I'ma keep it going 'til my track gone

Kev Brown, do me a favor, turn my mic back on

Jimmy Crack Corn, just when you thought you laid the bomb down, homie

You was dreaming, better calm down, homie

Down, homie

Down, homie

Down, homie

Down, homie

Down, homie

Down, homie

Down, homie

Down, homie