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dabsquadslank - lyrical friction lyrics

[verse 1: slank]
yo, yo, yo
yo, yo, yo, yo… e.o.p
hotter than christmas in the summer-time
some’ll mutter rhymes too softly, slank rhyme divine
get up off me
hide that n-gga body like a tall tee, all we
came to do is dab, f-ck, smoke, bump marley
me, give a f-ck? n-gga hardly
roast the beef, like employees at an arby’s
cigar weed, still get twisted in an instant
mostly for aroma cause the shatter keep me lifted, consistent
which is, one variable
that keep slank and dopeness juxtaposed, uh
brush the foes off my clothes like snow
change states on the interstate, f-ck a toll
i suppose, you know me as that young hash burner
teaming up with squads to murk like nat turner
from 1831, onto the millennium, n-ggas unaware of the bullets in my tongue
which sprung from my mind-state, time takes minutes
my lifespan decrease at the cease of each sentence
these rap n-ggas, ain’t tryna’ battle in my current form
my third eye, my third arm, prepare for the beat down
defeat clowns, steadily
slank left skeet in your b-tch mouth allegedly?
no doubt, we circ-mvent the whole south
i’m knocking n-ggas down like an ali bout
what’s a mouse to a rat trap? clap that n-gga
rhymes too large, i copped the backpack bigger
liquor and bookwork, herb and college
you don’t know enough math to count the mics i’ve demolished

[verse 2: slank]
i hear this word on the wire, sound blasphemous
’bout n-ggas tryna’ come and out rap the prince?
man hold up f-ck that sh-t
i be grinding my n-gga
how many f-cking tapes… the goon n-ggas got
all my homeboys, the dab addicts
everybody out here f-cking with me right now
and then these random n-ggas wanna jump in the game
and come and try and talk sh-t, and bring up their sh-t
you know f-ck that bullsh-t
y’all know who the f-ck it is, alright
it’s f-cking slank, i be dabbin’
you can contact cholmes if you tryna’ come with some lyrical friction, my n-gga
cause we can quarrel, alright, we can quarrel
it’s like some, some straight up quarreling sh-t, you don’t even know
you better believe that sh-t, you know, e.o.p. sh-t
i told ya, i warned you on the other song, we stabbing n-ggas in 2014
so just be glad you got a couple months left, my n-gga

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