vakill – out the speakers lyrics
[verse one: vak!ll]
i roast n-ggas till they beg me change the subject
i write, arrange and publish
brains in the street at point blank range in public
when i spit a round, like a semi-auto with a queasy clip
meeting earl, leaving your back open like a hospital gown
you better bite more than the lox to beat me
who you f-cking with been nice, since christ was on a box of wheaties
let b-tches -ss cheeks peeled apart
got p-ssy falling from the heavens, don’t know whether to f-ck or build an ark
dragging his d-cks, the antagonist [?] dragon fisted with a .44 mag and a biscuit
with no religious, ethnic or racial exception
squeezing off on n-ggas, with a nut busting facial expression
you’re a monopoly house in a volcano vicinity
i ain’t got sh-t to lose, except unlike you, my -n-l virginity
let juice catch bodies and i’m gonna catch the b-tch
my trigger finger got a bad case of crabs now who wanna scratch the itch?
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