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squeegie o - vanish lyrics

the whole world’s gone f-ckin mad
(oh nooooo)
(shut the f-ck up you old f-ck)
yo!!
hook:
im high kids
do you like violence
wanna see me break a mumblers chin and have thread sewn to his eyelids
or matter fact watch him get his -ss kicked
for every adlib
i’ll show em savage and make them vanish

im high kids
do you like violence
wanna see me break a mumblers chin and have thread sewn to his eyelids
or matter fact watch him get his -ss kicked
for every adlib
i’ll show em savage and make them vanish

verse:
a note to those who lack wisdom and knowledge
watch the toes that you steppin on when you dancing in them foamposites
cause i got corns so if n-ggas come and step on my feet i’ll take my fist and knuckle buck on his t–th
slam dancing
the privileged would never see near my bandwidth
the repeated the plan i’m grindin out for the family
don’t wanna use reflection and recollection reminders
these goofy’s was silly minors
real n-ggas was in trenches surviving
suck a ball to your morals and the kernels you ride with
give off a f-ggotish vibe
like your homie the side chick
some think they got it but can’t smell greatness
they dripping salt
i keeps it store to provide me with flavor for later
a bunch a clowns dumbing down to be part of a major
ya sh-t ain’t art it’s trace cr-p that you copied
on paper
hit like case on the face of mary j
pion n-ggas coming for greats b-tch play ya lane

hook:
im high kids
do you like violence
wanna see me break a mumblers chin and have thread sewn to his eyelids
or matter fact watch him get his -ss kicked
for every adlib
i’ll show em savage and make them vanish

verse:
f-ck ya blogging and ya social topics
we could chris brown and soulja boy box live on thotti gotti
love the isle but i want asian hoes buying albums
russian degenerates bumpin me in chaos and violence
so all this local bozo
hottest in 5 boros
ain’t even in my convo
when the uk is singing my vocals
tired of broke n-ggas talking bout broke n-ggas
some f-ckin bums who can’t hold a crumb but want smoke from you
that ain’t your girl heard the homies had her
call that b-tch a loud blunt fire that -ss drag puff and p-ss her
a bunch of mase -ss n-ggas
fakes turning to pastors
all that material and can’t get a hold of they masters
crafted amateur
stringing up for the dummy poses
screaming they boss
but can’t afford what it cost to own it
the next grown -ss man actin live but they phony
i take my bat out my car and put one to the dome piece

verse:
solo dolo since my birth no need for a homie
the major labels stole the demo they tryna clone me
but what they lack from the original is train of thought
p-ss poor them n-ggas been soft stay the f-ck off the court
take a drink cause it’s 5 o’clock some where
while 5 o’clock playin with the drum snares like stank p-ssy
i’m doom oblong
i love hoes that love my smooth ora
take shots of the d-ck like goldschlager
i’m the finest
all living legends age highly
cause im blessed god body and soul
death to those who deny me
squeegie capital o
no trick spelling
16s is 40 cal sh-lls that pierce thru you thick melon
pootie tang with the belt b-tch
i’m whipping n-ggas -ss for sh-tty raps
save the children and help them develop
they dont appreciate the growth from a n-gga so i figure i give you the awakward flow from a n-gga dig it

- squeegie o lyrics

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