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i.o.d. - glorious lyrics

[verse 1]

this sh-t is glorious on the board with notorious
story is that the 40 is 40/40 luxurious
gory p-ss out my glory spit
surely miss all the shorties with h-rny t-ts
who applaud me and call me when i say corny sh-t
purely i’m premature and securely i’m being poor
but i’m pouring porridge of poem this poet is just the cure
that we ordered but just for sure he’s on tour with a cup of water
alluring the thirsty wh0r-s and ensuring them that the cause is the
borders that we’re not hopping
these copper copping your pockets
i’m chopping tropics of topics and bringing them to your door
not affording shopping whose stopping i’m popping
pick up my droppings i’m plotting and stripping stockings
you flocking to waka floc’ and
you rotting your mental core you custodian
wipe the floor and the podium
cause i’m gonna be strolling in with a gun with plutonium
mother f-cking i’m going like mongolians
p-ssy rappers, decoding them
salty, i leave them sodium
spitting some nickolodean slime
and i’m fine with rhyming in time
finding a dime at my prime
and climbing the grime for the shine
and signing the line getting signed if you don’t mind
if the deal ain’t 9 milli they really getting the nine to the face
outta my mind outer sp-ce, lacing the b-ss with the grace
aceing the case, never chasing or racing
your hating will get you maced the pagan without a place
i’m slaying if you relaying my sayings
you probably ape out of africa
i be speaking kymatica
i got bodies per capita of the bars i be rapping
so there’s no asking
i’ll body your favorite rapper from california to canada
amateur to the banister
janitor to tarantula
stamina is a beast; my n-gga i’m from the east
i’m eating that dollar pizza with sneakers that never crease
you f-ggots want me to feature then buy me a different fleece
the illest rapper alive you would of thought i deceased
in a coffin coughing and tossing my calling from n-ggas talking
got me walking dead
scorhing heads with molten lead
so often it’s arson you playing possum so caution
you probably sitting like “what the f-ck is he saying, its awesome.”
and yea i know
it’s even better at shows
it’s crazy i keep the beat up even when i’m switching flows like a missile
pistol so official crystal
that’s a sample my n-gga of what you can’t do my n-gga
i be the animal borderline to a cannibal
every rapper is flammable; all the money is tangible
sh-t is so understandable
can i do all the planning; the powers that come with branding
commanding a different fleet swedish sweaters sitting in suites
sh-t is sweet when i’m meet ‘n’ greeting and people peeping my piece
i be tweeting a puerto rican she creeping under my sheets
in the weekend we play the weeknd
she feel the heat in her stomach
my n-gga i be d. wading
i’m waiting to see her cousin
you hate it, you gotta love it
you ate it, you gotta cuff it
i made it, there’s no discussing
equation?, i’m so disgusting
my faded caucasians love it
the asain persuasion traded persuasion for blazing buckets of cajun i’m making
luggage is always so f-cking heavy
just tryna carry the flow and the swag and the ville is deadly
i’m grinding i’m moving steady
you ready? i’m taking over i’m feeling so four-leaf clover
whenever you p-ssies talking my middle fingers get b-n-rs
i ride with a couple stoners the media wanna stone us
these rappers don’t see me coming i told them to check the sonar
diploma and nothing else i’m sorry but the aroma of
beaches with b-tches and two coronas is something felt
we started with arizona’s and hero’s and superhero’s
and playing that yu-gi-oh! with that dark magician, deniro
has got me losing my youth; remember losing my tooth
and now i’m loosing my mind whenever i hit the booth
you haters can get the boot that timberland up your chute
the sh-t i say in a minute can make you feel so minute
the brute when it comes to words i be talking that t-rd
curving birds i’m determined to leave them out on the curb
i’m morpheus in proportion to fortresses
got em going contortionist when i’m offing this torsion into ya’ orphan
it’s fortunate in my boredom i’m tossing some real important sh-t
gold with a gorgeous b-tch my n-gga this sh-t is glorious

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