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vi seconds - stinkmeaner (epic the boondocks rap song) lyrics

[intro]
oh, man
this is what y’all wanted, right?
i’ll play nice
nah

[verse 1]
i said, a pimp named sl!ckback
now that pimp named sixx back
givin’ b-tches whiplash
turnin’ heads to see my six-pack
all it takes is a six pack
for me to trip and spit crack
bodyin’ leagues of n-ggas
the moment my bars dispatch
dig that, get back boy
if i rumble with you suckers
i’ll pop ya eye out its socket
you’lll resemble uncle ruckus
motherf-ckers trust it
i don’t trust none of these new n-ggas
cause they’ll get a n-gga a cut for a
matter of two figures, who
illuvisionary, you can see those sounds
murderin’ n-ggas off top like bushido brown
you riley at the free throw now
it’s all air, n-ggas will all stare
when i pull up in a montclair
aw yeah, i’m ’bout business
i’ll make ya clique fall
you ball out?
well, i’m huey when it comes to kickball
b-tch, all y’all flowin’ this fortune that man made
ya’ll lucky i don’t get you hittin’ with cristal the champagne
boya b-tch named cristal like the champagne
so dip faster than cristal like the champagne
don’t get ya man’s ache
i’m a monster when i cut your sword
i’ll catch em slippin’ and stomp them in the nuts fo’ sure

[verse 2]
don’t n0body spit meaner
let a rapper say he k!lled me, i’ll come back like stinkmeaner
bring ether
and i’ll leave holdin’ his pelt
display his dome on my shelf, i’m granddad holdin’ a belt
you throwing in anybody claimin’ royalty and the glory
yes, i’ll deflower this game like the f-ckin’ booty warrior
b-tch -ss n-gga, snitch -ss n-gga
talk sh-t ’till ya chest get kicked -ss n-gga
that’s word
there ain’t a tank close to stoppin’ me
throw hands, my cliques scr-p like the hateocracy
makin’ a mockery of your team the moment you look, see
i’ll shut your business down sellin’ girl scout cookies
i’ma flonominal spitter in the hilton
a santa stalkin’ little bad n-gga like lamilton
steppin’ in the building
when i push savage
flex on me, i’ll sn-tch ya chain
i’m butch magnus, cuz

[verse 3]
i’ll launch a brick at you like uncle ruckus to obama
talkin’ get a lethal interjection, you want no drama
real sh-t, any n-gga think he hurtin’ me?
i’m breakin’ in his crib, get wuncler security
the sickest deliverance
you sleep on me, i go krueger
get outlined, a box of toons from aaron mcgruder
back at aruba, this is real, this ain’t doug funny
comin’ for your money with ed and gin rummy
i’ma fully grown, usin’ compet-tors as my steppin’ stones
a heavy armed neighborhood watcher that’ll let em blow
let em know everytime i ball up, i score, ya see
a n-gga with a really nice drive, dorothy
i’m born to be ill, i run my business
my style’s so flawless, xzibit couldn’t pimp it
a problem arises for all when i get to goin’
steppin’ on my toes, end up in a n-gga moment

[verse 4]
in a n-gga moment
end up in a n-gga moment
up in a n-gga moment
end up in a
i said, i’ll shock you when i write
cause i’m shockin’ when i write
shockin’ with the right like huey’s glove
shockin’ with my right
see i’m in prime form, i’m comin’ with mad power
steady kickin’ hard sh-t, you would swear i’m jack flowers
let’s be honest, gorilla’s what i go i
black on track like ruckus’ revitiligo
see, my goal’s establishin’ that i’m beyond the best with this
and to this country, i’m bound to be a social terrorist
remember this
i’m far from hesitant when takin’ action
tom dubois when possessed, boy, i’m known for spazzin’
your wife’s crusher, bring damage to ya marriage
step into me wrong, watch your daughter cry like jazmine
i let it off
you really thinkin’ you see me, son?
i’m a bomb, you a motherf-ckin’ bb-gun
riot gang armada, ya squadda can see us
hit you with that mo guns and leave you deez nuts
leave you deez nuts (3x)
hit you with that mo guns and leave you deez nuts

[verse 5]
yeah, yeah
i see through the hate
my fist pop off like a ruger sprays
with maneuvers that’ll body luna in her k-mite
this ain’t new to me
boy, we all know you ain’t k!llin’ sh-t
i end rap careers, just look at thugnificent
mindstate: militant, rhyme state: diligent
a primate, raisin’ the crime rate frivolous
who is this? suicide sixx ’bout to bloom up
going from nothin’ to somethin’
just like the boondocks
recognize that i’m the one that you’ll fear, son
with a broad badder than cindy mcphearson
bodyin’ instrumentals, you know i’m ’bout that
the only thing wrong with this show?
i ain’t on the soundtrack
it’s all good though, i’m still on steasin’
and maybe at a point, i’ll be on for a season
but that time shows, i’ll show i ain’t to mess with
this is adult swim, you kids can watch the credits
i’m gone

[outro]
yeah
i said, homies ova hoes
homies ova hoes
homies ova hoes
homies ova hoes
do tha homie
do tha ho-
wait, nah, that was the gangstalicious episode
that sh-t was g-y

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