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tubesock - meatgrinder lyrics

[intro]

yo, been waiting a long time for this, you know who it is

[verse 1: tubesock]

yo, your rhymes are limper than your d-ck on that sh-t, that you sent round expecting us to think your that your real sick
and i know at least six, of the rappers in the ix clique, who could body your ali baba -ss and p-ss you, back to morgue real quick
you dig, another hole that you cannot get out of
i remember the day you werent quite tough, the day you were begging for us to join up and told us we were tighter than an -ssf-ck?
now you remember that sh-t you d-ck sucking motherf-cked up genie in a lamp f-cking mut
shut is the prefix of up when it comes to this carpet riding afghani looking crooked terrorist and ya games up
lady luck would be on your side, if you ain’t claimed that you l!cked her out but that night we know her p-ssy dry
so crawl back to your lamp and consider your reputation as a rapper has been stamped out whilst ix’s multiplies
orange peashooters was weaker than an aid infested dirty water drinking african pre-schooler
pre-shooters i remember you said that my track was rip whack and that i werent cool uh
well tubesock is under your feet ripping up beats and flowing on a track pyroclastically
where the word on the street emire ix be raps hd your more black and white than the cast upon happy feet

you mad because we stealing your thunder
sh-t i could even take it from zeus in under, a second cus im lightning quicken
you better stop quckenin your pace, cus on peashooters you starting to blunder
i drown you out on your own track it called h20
and honestly thats no disrespect to cisco
i lit yo room up like a lighter ain’t no fighter but i hit this taliban kid like klitschko
when im spitting you see my mic it starts to burn
when you start spitting you mic began to turn
off the power every hour p-sses and your father start thinking d-mn son whats wrong wit my sperm?
you might laugh it off but this ain’t no laughing matter
i take this mad meat serve his -ss up and put him on a platter
see there is good then theres trash, i can define the last word and i gurantee cannabis is the latter
so tube about to turn the ac off
its common knowledge ask asher roth
jet and solid dont give a sh-t
this sh-t is t-rdless, your worthless tubesock aka k!ller who firing shots

- tubesock lyrics

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