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cystabbo06 - wishful thinking remix lyrics

the opps ain’t getting me g big knife you b+tches can’t stop me when hip hops got me i’m never sloppy i’m a better g you ain’t on my pedigree b+tches get lyrically popped g i mocked he somebody try stop me my god how many pills did i pop g step outside feeling c+cky like i just had 8 shots at a party anyone wanna start get knocked sparked out g why would u ever doubt me i got the odds god knows u better bet on me g see i leave enemies deceased i’m not friendly i’m about cheese many gs envy me got the greed get got for the greez u been speaking he’s awakend a demon i’m patiently waiting with this ak i’m not faking i’m getting more than a misdemeanour for frying foolish men like bacon leave man dying fam gs get got when the glock go bang so man not surviving fam put the poll deep in man i’m a ride or die man leave man fried or sliced man when i’m ripping it flows go militant my rhymes so strong it could lift pyramids my sk!lls limitless someday imma make big bills when you hear cy won’t be able to sit still because the sk!ll is mind blowing im zoning im in no category im on my own ting in my own lane mcs so lame sn+tch ur gold chain put the mac to ur brain im not so sane im insane spit game spit big game split wigs of any mc who came to challenge cy yo cole come cold smoke rappers like summit rolled come at me i’ll leave your stomach poked believe me or run it hoe leave a mc punished g you know i spit heat split wigs of neeks dip b+tches when trigger itches gets dead b+tches it brings more violence but i’m a f+ckin wh0re for blood flinging love k!lling i’m good chilling but i love f+ckin spine splitting i’m on a mission to get the opposition index finger on the trigger aims positioned to leave brains p+ssing blood feel the pain it don’t even feel a little good you look brittle as f+ck i’ll leave ur corpse in that truck of cause i don’t get caught won’t get poked i’m the bad man in the black hood aim with the macs good i commit crimes that might make you vomit mike get smoked like haze brains on the bonnet hangun pop it i beg a rapper to have a tantrum u can’t f+ck wit dis f+ck with me cause blood with the shiv bury your body in cat litter your just some fat rhyme spitter and i’m just that spine splitter nine spit at ya get rid of ya surely there’s not a rapper who comes more poorly i don’t care about ur sob story you should of knew i leave mcs gory consider this your warning mcs these bars hit you with the force of ten trees im the guys with the rhymes every one envy’s son leave mcs who try me gone it’s cy i know you envy me send for me turn men to dust i don’t need to do dippings garunteed to bleed anyway when i hit ‘em every day any day try me i got the nine see it get popped the blood pouring out in amounts that’s not tiny i ignore the warning spines ain’t no boring times i’m the guy that leave people mourning i’m not maturing i’m swording spines hourding nines scoring rhymes i’m appalling to your mind life down the bog motherf+cker your a hoe i i put motherf+ckin motherf+ckers in their electric chair see i’m a winner swords i wield course ya hat can get peeled get sent to the morgue with these sk!lls i can write you a little mix it takes hold of you like black magic cys the man who has it bad man blast the blood above to the attic i’m brutal i’d rip into ur flesh if i was built like a f+cking poodle

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