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angry blackmen - vomit lyrics

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vomit lyrics
[verse 1]
competing with my competitors
i’m better than, most of these f+ck n+ggas and redditors

a predator, preying on n+ggas with heat vision
but really i’m talking sh+t, i’m better at sneak dissing, i promise

i’m just trying to be honest, that angry black is on the rise man that sh+t is iconic
sip the flow like it’s tonic, i’m dr dre with chronic

i got them super sonic bars like f+cking with sega
b+tch, i’m the alpha omega. it’s the return of the god flow

chi town n+gga witta bit of a nas flow
these rappers is not cold

these rappers don’t got flow
modern ass life like you f+cking with rocko

nacho: libre, i’m going jack black on you rap f+cks
hoes love a n+gga that can rap tough, homie where ya rap bucks?

stacking h+lla cheese on you rat f+cks
this the kinda flow that make you act up n+gga!

back up n+gga! i don’t know you like that bruh
all i really do is spit facts bruh
watch a n+gga rack up: all this residual payment though
beautiful black and you hate me though
watch how i ratio: like this is twitter
i know you seeing the moves, you bitter
i ain’t got nothing to prove to n+ggas
i’m rapping so i can get through to you n+ggas (aye)

[verse 2]
gotta bring the fire, lighter
i’m hotter than ya grandma
favorite potpaya, spider
crawling on the beat

bring the mask out
cover up my face
b+tch i’m bout to act out
got my ass out bout to pass out

gotta trash mouth
laugh now cry later
that’s a lash out
buzzin’ like cicadas

who the best out
we don’t stress out
drink liquor till the vomit
’bout to splash out
i’m jpeg spitting
in a fans mouth
do no hand outs
what you put in, what you get out

dip out fist to ya
mouth, one chance
knock ya sh+t out
i don’t care bout nothing

but i’m something to
you heathens that
be breathin’
for a reason

every season
i be schemin’ i’m out of
pocket i got my rocket
if i don’t profit

i told q stay smooth
we about to rob em
deathbomb squash em
tarantino montage em

oblige em
strange love
visit p+rnhub
eyes wide shut
‘cuz some sh+t bout to pop up
stiff in the morning
brick as i’m yawning
i’m missing belongings
p+ss on my opponents

sipping on patron
out of sp+ce zone
gotta lot of truth
make yo mind blown

half you rappers
in my time zone
imitate like a rhinestone
writers block got me

feeling like my prime gone
let it shine on
motherf+cker

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