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ras kass - ispit lyrics

[intro: ras and iphone siri]
[rk:] siri, this rasy whats up baby?
[siri:] i’m fine, thanks for asking
[rk:] fasho, what u wearing right now b-tch?
[siri:] aluminosilicate gl-ss and stainless steel. nice, huh?
[rk:] h-ll yeah, that sh-t s-xy as f-ck but look, i just murdered another mc and i need to dump the body
[siri:] what kind of place are you looking for; metal foundry, dump, resevoir, mines or a swamp?
[rk:] naw, i think i’ll just bury this n-gga in bud’da’s beat…haha, u ready b-tch?
[siri:] you’re such an -ssh0l- why do you care, arent you?

[ras k-ss verse 1]
serious sh-t, really i spit
go ‘head ask her any question my n-gg siri my b-tch
i hit harder than the man with iron fist
rza’s my ventriloquist ya’ll n-ggas is eddie murphy delirious
funny in your red leather, i’m dexter, i’m deadpool
12 years ago some dirty fool asked me to go to med school
dr moreau’s thesis, i’m dope at what i wrote
so consider me your savior i’m the lyrics last hope
ipod iphone iraq & i roll
i’m like hiphop’s barack when he dropping a drone
got unmanned robots that be squashing your home
so f-ck travelocity, i will knock off the gnome
i’m old as the land; 4.5 billion terabytes of ram
catscan original man!
your digital bro, this my hackentosh flow
the new hot rhyme scheme rap like a 9 year old?!
everybody popping molly, i pop the cork off a dork
put 4 holes through a n-gga like i stabbed you with a fork
thermospheric lines terrestrials never top them
barmageddon, blood diamonds and thats your f-cking problem
for my encore i’mma go out styling
blow the f-ck up like daffy duck on some foul sh-t
ya’ll cowards should have just threw the towel in
cause now instead of planking you n-ggas is pacquiao-ing

[hook]
serious sh-t, really i spit
serious sh-t, really i spit
serious sh-t, really i spit
serious sh-t, really i spit
eve bit the apple thats original sin
steve jobs created apple ya’ll just digital men
this www.igetdown
respect i crown or sleep in the icloud

[verse 2]
rappers signal mayday 2013 is pay day
keisha upton and michael nuemann having they heyday
me, i’m just a bebe, good times minus the j.j
the ak smash the homey, not for the love of rayj
yeah this that m-ss extermination
scientific cl-ssification of ras-ssination
the phylum: chordata, we the order of the primate
hominid the family, forcing my tribe to mutate
h0m- no longer genus..
digio-sapien extremist evoultion, new species..i’m the rapg*nius
([siri:] f-cking perfect now playing)
i mean these h0m-s jeans spandex (f-ckboy)
now i see rappers wearing man-dress (bodyboy)
some even flaunting off they man br–sts
([siri:] you’re so stupid right now)
whats next? d-ld- up they -ss rap cotex
so i dont care how many b-tches you slay cuz if they f-ck you, they must be g-y. stat!

[hook]

[verse 3]
we turn wives into widows, nuns into nymphos
multiply bread i got that jesus with the fish flow
turn water into wine, lemonade to tequila
its fila fever make justin beiber a true believer
and bud’da checked his roly and told me “its bout time”
if honest grind dont feed me then its bout to be a crime
they lie and say we slaves in america & they brung us
but b-tch i can read…they came before columbus
no mayan apocalypse, i die like osiris and rise out a sarcophagus
no stopping us the hiphop in us!
wonder why siruis satellite ain’t rocking us
rasy should be more popular to the populace
they hate me mostly cuz i’m smarter plus my skin chocolate
illuminati tentacles wanna drown me like an octopus
doc-ments. concocting plots like osama with “j’s” on
my afghan virgin, her name “neva-been-laid-on”
homey n0body do it better
leave on a bad note like dyslexic suicide letter

[outro: ras and iphone siri]
[rk:] thats it! siri,come get me baby. you know you hotter than cubana l-st right?
[siri:] i’d blush if i could
[rk:] well i gotta keep it 100.you getting old baby, you’re a 4s.i’m cheating on you with your little sister, siri 5
[siri:] i’ll pretend i didn’t hear that
[rk:] come on man, you dont cook! you dont clean! your head game is garbage right now b-tch
[siri:] no need for profanity
[rk:] shut the f-ck up b-tch
[siri:] but you’re really getting on my f-cking nerve, i dont understand…
[rk:] f-ck it! you want a n-gga to stay? this is what you do:you can go up to your job, you work for apple anyway- i need all the new mac apps, and i want you to steal me every song on itunes, hurry up!
[siri:] act nice, now!
[rk:] can i get steve jobs credit card?
[siri:] this might answer your question (phone hangs up/dial tone)

- ras kass lyrics

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