shigeo (@shigeohere) – nitty gritty cypher lyrics
nitty gritty cypher lyrics
[intro: shigeo]
uh, uh, uh, uh
[?] beat [?], i wouldn’t have made it
uh, anyways, uh, time to k!ll this sh+t
[verse 1: shigeo]
i’m feeling pretty witty
[?]
[?] get down to the nitty
and grip [?] when i rap
i’m slappin’ and never slackin’
[?] the f+ckin’ track
i’m grabbing his f+ckin’ back
[?] right in half
[?] on the [?] like my words like an [?]
[?]
i know+how [?] on this beat
on this track, i’m [?] going bananas
[?]
imma burn all the [?] worms
[?]
[?] don’t like, that’s a fact
[?]
i’m might just hop off this [?]
[?]
i’m bussin’ into this rap sh+t
[?] jackson
[verse 2: ilywraith]
don’t worry, motherf+ck, don’t tell me [?]
[?] f+ckin’ hard, i got b+tches tryna suck my d+ck off facetime
set yo phone, okay f+ckin’ [?]
[?]
she said that my d+ck is gigantic
two give a f+ck [?]
i’m a motherf+ckin’ ghost, i’m a motherf+ckin’ [?]
i’m on the f+ckin’ news
hit a monkey, [?]
so i threw him in the zoo
if he talkin’ sh+t, ask him who he’s new
i’m not f+ckin’ racist, but i’ll shoot a f+ckin’ jew
if i see another motherf+cker f+ckin’ talkin’
imma run+up wit’ no [?] make sure that i f+ckin’ stalk him
give him f+ckin’ [?] got an uzi in my pocket
p+ssy in my pockеt, p+ssy in my pock+
[verse 3: gasmxsk]
[?]
you a r+t+rd
[verse 4: 47visions]
i be slapping thesе rappers, don’t make me have to grab the hatchet
told y’all motherf+ckers that i’m batsh+t
use the blade up on me, i don’t need no f+cking bat, b+tch
action [?] wh0re [?]
spazzin’ out on the [?]
you weak motherf+ckers are trash with this rap sh+t
i make my [?] people who should [?]
y’all make me [?] really sick and quiet
[?] visions, b+tch
[verse 5: th3 po3try proj3ct]
i wanna see the [?] in your eyes
[?], demise
i don’t wanna start a riot
[?]
[?] fame, yeah
[?]
[?] same way, yeah
[?] chain
[verse 6: ripjuud]
[?]
feeling like [?]
[?]
[?] to the f+cking ground
[?]
[verse 7: big g]
[?]
[verse 8: cloroxcide]
w+w+who the f+ck said that you’re worry about myself?
i don’t give a f+ck, b+tch, i just wanna [?]
i don’t give a f+ck, b+tch, [?]
[?]
[?] lil b+tch, [?]
f+cking my demons, [?]
[?]
b+tch, are you crazy? [?]
[?]
[verse 9: rxseisnthere]
“rose, blow your f+ckin’ brains”
(unhinge us)
stomping on his head, lil b+tch, you ain’t no cop
putting 50 dollars on the counter then i let pop
shoot you down f+ckin’ b+tch, that’ll make your body drop
put all the corpses onto a f+ckin’ blacktop
pointed to her head while she suckin’ on that foreskin
bodies on the floor, walkin’ in as the door slams
bodybag b+tch, take you out inside a trashcan
imma hold y’all, hostage, right after when i step in
yeah, people messing with the little emo b+tch
keep talkin’ sh+t or else i’m gonna make you slit your wrists
feel your cut burning up, you ain’t gonna get a stitch
body in a casket trapped inside, lil b+tch
feeling like ghostface when i open the doors
psychos eating organs like a f+cking carnivore
stream my suicide, better post it on bestgore
drag it from the coffin, b+tch you stupid little wh0re
[verse 10: sn3k]
[?] for days
say whatchu gotta say, [?]
runnin’ up the [?]
[?]
[?], ayy
[verse 11: xes]
[?]
[verse 12: ninjakat]
[?]
[verse 13: shookie]
b+tch, grab your nose up with my pliers (wow!)
wake up in the morning and i feel like michael myers
[?] chucky f+ckin’ burnin’, just burnin’ off the fire
so i’m walkin’ on the streets, see me burnin’ down the fire
i wanna beef, i wanna beef, but i’m too f+ckin’ hard to breathe
[?] chucky steady walkin’ while he’s gripping on his t++th
i pull your b+tch and now that the stupid b+tch is grippin’ on my knees (wow!)
[?] gang, it’s like [?] with them freaks
[verse 14: nana]
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[verse 15: zevi]
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[verse 16: t.j.r]
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