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7eventhirty – space gangsta lyrics

[verse 1 – c0ke bumaye] reportin’ live from the south side of another planet/ where money is no advantage/ schoolin’ every rapper, i welcome ‘em to my campus/ p-ssy n-ggas, they panic/ they saggin’, showin’ they panties/ that’s vulgar, believe me, i showed ya’/ i just want that head, baby you can keep the shoulders/ mountain to a boulder, sergeant to a soldier/ n-ggas mean-muggin’ until i get the “folgers”/ hot sh-t to ya’ mug, lay you -ss down/ mean-muggin’, don’t let that be yo last frown/ it’s the last down, do i look scary?/ fourth and inches, n-ggas still throwin’ hail marries/ i carry this sh-t like a digit/ when you great, don’t have hate, you have critics/ so civic/ new jack city, nino browns gettin’ found face down the the river/ my n-ggas need a lung and a liver/ the way they smoke the loud and they chase it wit the liquor/ keep lookin’ til ya get the big picture/ and i keep snappin’ like i see the big picture/ hang with a gang of stars, the big dipper/ and it’s f-ck you and whoever come witcha/ other sh-t, like i’m from outer sp-ce/ sitll gettin’ tats, til i run outta sp-ce/ on the highway to mars, better get out my way/ sp-ce gangstas in this b-tch, wanna come out and play

[verse 2 – ivisuai] grey cap and my grey boots/ ja ru damage a track/ make hits, just like babe ruth/ empty closets for my sp-ce suit/ i’m in my sp-ceship gettin’ high, engine run off grey goose/ you can’t spoof if you say boo/ you in the coupe, n-gga make room/ and stay tuned/ we make moves/ through the galaxy, rapidly/ watchin’ my back ‘cause boba fett tryna capture me/ traded in the 4- 5th for the brand new laser gun with the prototype chip/ been flowin’ like this since i was just a youngster/ how i can remember, a young n-gga was a stunner/ son of a gunner, mu’f-cka, i’m a b-st-rd/ no flow father figure, why it’s so savage/ we on the hyper speed chase for the cabbage/ steady makin’ bread, check my facebook status/ and hit ‘em up, might still don’t give a f-ck/ yo, i smoke trees daily, plus drink up in my cup/ hypersp-ce travel on a whole ‘nother sound brink/ yo, hold up, that’s 7eventhirty on the com link

[verse 3 – 7eventhirty] horror h-ll-bringer dead wrong/ max redrum/ starship trooper-style murder murk ya, head gone/ closed casket k!ller, kil ‘em with lyricism/ i’m a souther-style sinner with sinister cynicism/ manmelter 3600zx sub-atomic disintegrator pistol, poppin brains like pimples/ i enter through the left and exit out the right temple/ now get this for the record, 7eventhiry’s quite mental/ i pierce through ya dental wit the pen and pencil/ cause i don’t need the pencil or the pen to pull a pistol/ i’m laying antifreeze for these new-school “cool cats”, black/ i should be in the booth in black zoot suit and jetpack/ i’m so sp-ce gangsta/ switchblade, i nickname the mini lightsaber, walk up and shank ya, thank ya/ leave you on the roof and let the sun “stanky stank” ya/ this the west jack, where we don’t take to strangers/ the most unpredictable n-ggas wavin’ a weapon and waitin’ to rob a will robinson/ danger danger/ sights, guiding light through the night with the laser/ that touch ya/ now watch scottie bea ya whole face up/ and you just had to keep it so gangsta/ but lookie where that gotcha with ya body so laced up/ i’ll do a favor/ i’ll throw some choppers on ya stretcher, now you laid up/ dripped out, draped up

- 7eventhirty lyrics

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