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the real samson - capsaicin lyrics

[intro: flawdtv]
hi, my name’s flawdzilla and i’m hacking samson’s channel
if he wants it back, i need fifty, million+
nah but for real, the real reason you’re seeing me right now is because
i wanted to tell you a story about a conversation that i had with samson yesterday
i don’t remember what we were talking about, but, i randomly said to him
put the word “capsaicin” in the next rap that you do, and he said
“no, i’m not gonna do that.” and i said “well, you must not be, a deadly lyrical assassin then”
and i was joking, but he clearly took that personally, because this morning he texted me this

[verse 1: samson]
tcch, capsaicin
a’ight

capsaicin? how bout i rhyme with pepper too?
i rap amazin’, don’t you ever try to question who
is the motherf+ckin’ hottest when i step up in this booth
i’ll melt you like walkin’ on hot coals in tennis shoes
uh
i leave spectators terrified and eager
i eat rappers and beats, i never spare the lives of either
my style’s so dirty it can’t be sterilized with cleaners
every time i rap it’s like i had a carolina reaper
my eyes water, i need milk and some ice water
have my girl bring to me and then, shoo, i swat her
time to get back to the music
now get out of the room b+tch
i gotta write sh+t so kickass they get whiplash when they view this
like, phew, who’s this? it’s hot in here yo
smoke comin’ out my mouth like a shotgun barrel
i’m rockin’ all black, never aéropostale apparel
tryna stock dinero so i’m spittin sh+t hotter than habaneros
everytime i flow the fatalities grow
there ain’t a paper long enough for you to tally the souls
there ain’t a graveyard big enough to house all the bones
on point with every syllable and vowel that’s spoke
now that i’m known, it’s like everybody’s down to be bros
if you wasn’t around before you can’t be pals with me, no
and i’mma shout it from the mountain tops to valleys below
i said all that bullsh+t to rhyme with jalapeño
every track’s blazin, every time i rap, the sun raises
and it casts a light so bright that you could catch rays with
so exact and precise i could grab a knife
and slice a chili pepper right in half just to extract the capsaicin
straight heat
when you hear my sh+t you think your face is melting
all the flowers in your vases in your place are welting
the ac ain’t helping cause i’m blazing and i’m sweltering
you’re just spicy like drake when he’s taking a selfie
i’m 2,500 degrees, i could melt steel
i got a set of incredibel sk!lls no one helped build
people come from miles away just to hear me get ill
y’all couldn’t draw a f+ckin’ crowd if they held still
can’t believe you thought i couldn’t rhyme with “capsaicin”
i’m like a retired doctor… i don’t have patience
it’s absolute foolishness, why’d you ask me to do this sh+t?
man i can’t even believe that i just actually went through with this
get the f+ck outta here
[outro: flawdtv]
this dude’s disgusting

- the real samson lyrics

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