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crimeapple - shadaloo lyrics

this the sh-t that make the street cripple
make the dope fiends wiggle
your chick got self-esteem issues; i let her eat a meatsicle in the vehicle
i seem fickle, don’t let the monster from your dreams get you
my salad sauce hit the silk handkerchief i’m p-ssed
hit guillermo for the fish, he said “take your pick”
trash rappers sending verses, we ain’t making sh-t
not even if you had cancer and you made a wish
that’d be a a tragedy, it’s like i design sh-t when my lines fit
i’m a stylist, here’s a casual tee
i gradually made my name synonymous with filth
every track getting k!lled till the car is milk
smallpox on the quilt, anthrax on my quill
cigar filled; now i’m on stilts, keep it trill
still cop poppy’s best so i got that stuff
i’m rod tidwell when he got back up
show me the money pr-ck, or be sigourney when your stomach rip
hit the corpal rock a snorkel, whale blubber dish
used to ride on the handlebars of my brother sh-t
now i just handle bars with the oven mitts
cats repugnant but you’re gluttons for this punishment
like a vato voted republican
i got the ideal product tell em we selling drugs again
how you like them apples?
judges throwin’ gavels, vagrants cackle smokin’ my off-white gravel
i k!lled em all cause i bought it raw
in the dorm turned paul bunyans to paulie sh0r-
you succ-mbing to your habits, i ain’t takin’ shorts
so many cuts in the trinket the sh-t came with gauze
if you compete on this level i guess it’s gettin’ tougher
lames stealin’ my tape i feel sorry for your mother
you like chauncy off the 40 looking old and salty
eating poultry i got two types of poultry on me
one was free the other one crossed in cabbage
one sucking the other one wrapped in plastic
[ha ha ha ha ha]

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