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sunrey & chase walker - ghostface killers (remix) lyrics

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[verse 1: chase]
this that late december, they dismembered, in the trunk
pay attention, pay the man, or bathe in blood
chase and sun, yeah we gettin’ paid but it ain’t enough
all you other rappers, it’s okay if we don’t stay in touch

ghostface k!llers, bumpin’ wu-tang, couldn’t give a f-ck whose gang
wanna have problems, y’all 2 faced, b-tch i feel like i’m bruce wayne
think i might pull up and and f-ck on your boo thang, send her back no boomerangs
you get a knee to the back like poussey, just a regular tuesday

i’ll hit a free, you spit a written, i’ll still do it better than you, oo
f-ckin wit me, i go godzilla, i’m rippin the buildin in two
all, of you had better admit it, you lackin, i’m mackin
i’m back in my bag
y’all, about fall off, i get the ball i’m not handin it back

i tell her sorry then i send her home, she can’t even get up in the show
maybe if she brought a friend along, but this is b-tches thinner than skin & bone
still finna get in the denim tho, h-ll, in the hotel
bringin the d to london like i’m f-ckin brenda songs

hear that pistol pop? think you hot, you can kiss the docs
finna make a mess, here’s the mop, oh you missed a spot
it’s cold than b-tch, ‘fore i throw ya in a ditch
run your jacket and your scope, you gon’ really miss your shot

it’s the thought that counts, and the clock that ticks
the only thing you run is outta time when tryna spit
unless you count your mouth, either way apocalypse is now
this a vow, when they find ya body i ain’t disavowin sh-t

this a bowel movement, i got n-ggas dump’n out the roof
e & sunny come on thru and just dudududdu
hit the booth, lay another verse, on my ps & qs
p-ssies quiver when i pull it quick, the pen & quill of doom

i’m pennin’ til i pin the tail on penn & teller
all this drama got me feelin’ like a d-mn novella
sh-t so raw, bite my bars you get salmonella
k!ll the beat until a n-gga has to spit it a capella

[verse 2: sunrey]
this that january, in these drums i take sanctuary
producing flames like a chandlery no matthew perry
sunrey and chase, to the game we a saving grace
rappers we gon use your face to make the pavement break

wait let me get one up and go double time, aye
outta this earth, these hubble rhymes make
that sh-t clap for me, if she get attached to me
i ex out, like a number nine, chase and sun
the payments ain’t enough, yeah we need moor like oth-llo
get in the way, i might just beat up a fellow, all of his t–th on my elbow

better believe i got several, chart toppers in my notes, grammys on my cell phone
i’m just tryna get rich f-ck a white popstar like camila cabello
you see how i’m rhyming my flow from the ice age
that girl must think i’m simon way she do what i say, ay

rappers barely even ground level, im on the roof like a clay tile
i don’t do facebook or instagram, you can hit me on the paypal
venmo works too i guess
ten toes to the humus
at the moment just a little ill, i crescendo to the flu i bet

benzos, i don’t do that sh-t, but ain’t no shortage of bars still
all these recordings is our pills, ain’t no support its just ourselves
its like me and walker a cartel, ain’t no compet-tion out here
we jordan but you are the tar heels, stuck in the same position out here

i’ll be finished b-tching bout peers, once i get through em all it’s a lot of em
all the rappers i’m insulting, you would think i ran the ottoman
i think you oughta get audited, bullsh-t, i’m spotting a lot of it ay ay
you get angry every punchline, wondering how you ain’t thought of it, ay ay

this sh-t not that hard really, i wrote it all in a lecture
i mean this wholeheartedly, y’all sound like you need a professor
man i really put my heart in this, sun out no matter the weather
i ain’t nothing but a startup yet, ima need some investors

get mark cuban on the phone, fore i start shooting at these hoes
ima start puking, man the flow sick, only part human, i’ma goat
get mark cuban on the phone, fore i start shooting at these hoes
ima start puking, man the flow sick, only part human, i’ma goat

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