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nyo2 - glockoma lyrics

[chorus: new mayhem]
he caught glockoma with the barrel in his eye
really knocked his socks off when i hit him with the semi

[verse 1: c the kid]
i’m a samurai savage, living lavish
causing damage while i penetrate a retina
blow back your cabbage, cut the baggage, wreak havoc with the godspeed stamina
it’s evident that the flow is elegant, a militant spittin eloquence, the beat fatter than an elephant
caustic and spastic, cosmic and drastic, don’t shoot ‘em with the semi ‘cause i got an automatic
hit with the force of a double barrel pump, eat you up like a box of chocolates, forrest gump
comin in hot, human torch on my tongue, i’m not done, scorching lungs roasting up these poor bums
the symptoms are obvious, right down to the stroma
looks like you got a bad case of glockoma

[chorus: new mayhem]
he caught glockoma with the barrel in his eye
really knocked his socks off when i hit him with the semi

[verse 2: new mayhem]
you don’t wanna walk down the block where i’m c-cking a chopper to squawk off a shot through your noggin
matter of brain getting battered and maimed when my patter is sprayed with superior mouthfuls
thinking of inking a verse to respond from the back of your he-rs-, then your w’s doubtful
by time you reply you’ll be buried alive and the concrete will make you a fine little fossil

[big nate]
wait, please, g-
please, wait

[verse 3: new mayhem]
bazooka’s getting straddled
ride the rocket on a saddle
and ignite your dad’s impala
aim below the belt in battle
without knees you’ll have to waddle
cut the prattle; hear that rattle?
beef stampedes at you like cattle
does my babble leave you addled?
find your mind can’t meet my grind?
hear that whining in your ear?
tympanic membranes getting seared
it’s sonic mutilation, fear
each word that emerges from low up out my throat
cause when the dice are rolling, what’s next even i don’t know
so duck and cover if you’re foe

[chorus: new mayhem]
he caught glockoma with the barrel in his eye
really knocked his socks off when i hit him with the semi

[verse 5: c the kid]
focus on closing the notion that spitting golden’s open to any sloven
-ssaulting minds with a flurry of rhymes, you better catch up, heinz, while i’m breaking these confines
deftly, can’t deal with the real that we speak and we feel every week that these squeals are just weak
sealing these freaks and we’re peeling these beats, steel bars delivered as they kneel in defeat
i’m the lyrical bomber with the comic genre, not a vomit saga
rappin sauna, oxford comma, and i -ssure not at the bottom
i see you’re starting to lose your vision, but i’m here to clear up superst-tion
i’m the rawest rapper that they ever saw, makin ’em gawk in awe
the nastiest and sauciest flow so sick, i’m droppin jaws

[verse 6: new mayhem]
stalk up behind you on my tip toes
you know you’re walking on a tight rope?
step on egg sh-lls and get your yoke broke
dying to put this frying pan to your dome
dial tone when you try the phone
tires slashed, where you gonna dash?
get those skechers laced, then let you try and make a break
bet your velcro don’t hold well though, so if you trip, fall over, you’ll catch this
glockoma

[outro: mrs. gump]
don’t you be afraid sweetheart
death is just a part of life

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