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spark master tape - sigelli lyrics

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[intro]
now i am become death
the destroyer of worlds

[chorus]
i’m still smoking blunts but i do sigelli
magic juice in ounces for the new sigelli
blowing at the cops and ain’t no sh-t they tell me
the watermelon flavour got the sh-t smell healthy

[verse 1]
how we livin’
half the gang up out of prison in a honda civic
that’s where they found the snitch’s body riddled, bullets in it
with shirt look like a net for tennis
we aced that mof-kka on his way to denny’s

hunned gazillion patrillion four hundred billion ten million
four b-tches willing to hit a 3p with villains, get it
get chilled and come out to k!ll and k!ll and we dump and we chillin’, really we jump out of ceilings we’ll pull that pump out and fill em’

[chorus]
i’m still smoking blunts but i do sigelli
magic juice in ounces for the new sigelli
blowing at the cops and ain’t no sh-t they tell me
the watermelon flavour got the sh-t smell healthy
how we livin’

[verse 2]
wake up in the blood like a menopause
we be holding heat now your men are paused
h-rns up on the head just like a minotaur
and charlie cooking cyanidic dental floss

cold hearted i’m a calmer kamikaze karma
cold-c-cked and leave no options i’m a c-nt to karma
king gun i got a gun that run up through your armour
clean cut up, with his sleeves up like a russian farmer

paper is the gang and platoon to move ’em
rolling in formation when we spot the movement
and blowing through the pavement when we drive that new sh-t
two crowns, two k!llers and a new piece

[chorus]
i’m still smoking blunts but i do sigelli
magic juice in ounces for the new sigelli
blowing at the cops and ain’t no sh-t they tell me
the watermelon flavour got the sh-t smell healthy
how we livin’

[verse 1]
half the gang up out of prison in a honda civic
that’s where they found the snitch’s body riddled, bullets in it
with shirt look like a net for tennis
we aced that mof-kka on his way to denny’s

hunned gazillion patrillion four hundred billion ten million
four b-tches willing to hit a 3p with villains, get it
get chilled and come out to k!ll and k!ll and we dump and we chillin’, really we jump out of ceilings we’ll pull that pump out and fill em’
wake up

[verse 2]
wake up in the blood like a menopause
we be holding heat now your men are paused
h-rns up on the head just like a minotaur
and charlie cooking cyanidic dental floss

cold hearted i’m a calmer kamikaze karma
cold-c-cked and leave no options i’m a c-nt to karma-

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