Catch Wreck - Spliff Lifta lyrics
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<i>(Feat. Retrospek)</i>
Catch: uh huh, right, it goes, no haircut, face unshaven Catch wreck emergin from the base, guns blazin' (blazin') [Half man half amazing] Half these rappers I can't fuck with what they sayin' but talent we displayin' gon have to get us a way in or we gon turn to Mike Tyson at the weigh-in 'cuz we been waitin while niggaz is imitatin illuminati or not, who deliverin us from satan? the dumber the song, the bigger the bucks your makin' they get rid of the women for bitches that fuck for payment its modern day enslavement in the age of information subliminal manipulation on the beats we lacin' this aint no music this is utter devastation countdown to the end like we got time to be waistin' 2012 I think I'ma just be patient and watch a little youtube while we blazin' From the lips with the shit that I tell to the click from the clip and the shell angels gettin' lifted from hell from the Spliff that I lift and inhale From the lips with the shit that I tell to the click from the clip and the shell angels gettin' lifted from hell from the Spliff that I lift and inhale, it aint hard to tell Spenda: yo, Nothin but slap shots, Wayne Gretsky I get more annoyed by the bar, Joe Pecci impatient colossal-sized philoso-raps brought to you by the spliff-burner hypochondriac real statements like they rejected my illuminati application, i tried to send it on gmail but i will prevail, without selling out for the sake of retail gimmick or rather re-sale they look at my life like I'm some kind of mobster but the only shots i pop tangle the top chakrah extract the metaphor, expose the spooks who sit by the door ensurin you dont make it too far I aint a tough guy in the mirror practicin I gift rap, minus the bow and cheap packaging every breath is taken in rebel fashion arrive on the bus and depart in a patti-wagon From the lips with the shit that I tell to the click from the clip and the shell angels gettin' lifted from hell from the Spliff that I lift and inhale From the lips with the shit that I tell to the click from the clip and the shell angels gettin' lifted from hell from the Spliff that I lift and inhale, it aint hard to tell June: Abominate ya mind demolition malarky spittin cabbage packin kids in a box that you got and forced to listen I trap and load my mind with ammunition passenger driven by demon steering minds to forge percision 'cuz in between lines and bars that I jot I can tell-a-vision your flat-plasma cant endure the way I mention WEAKNESS! flatline to anyone that reaches lyrical ethers distinguishin' ya facial features let's get it in partner, rally your troops, lace up ya boots get it crackin'! and stand by what you gloat to commute nigga my vocab throw jabs when I'm forced to induce typical nomads that blow past and floss all their juice I'm in cahoots with some scavengin' troops, scandalous truth surface the earth, and balance glorifyin' your worth so if it hurts, take a shot of L, soak it up well your washed up partner so ponder more on takin that L From the lips with the shit that I tell to the click from the clip and the shell angels gettin' lifted from hell from the Spliff that I lift and inhale From the lips with the shit that I tell to the click from the clip and the shell angels gettin' lifted from hell from the Spliff that I lift and inhale, it aint hard to tell'
