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Brotha Lynch Hung - "Spydies Birth"
Lyrics to Spydies Birth : Yeah, Im in the dark on these niggas... Okay [Verse 1] Maybe they dont know Ima, O.E You just a king cobra straight No via satellite, itd take more than a car battery to juice me Killa appetite, never catch me actin right Smoke a two hundred sack a night, like an AK when I shoot these Please believe I pack it right, produce rapid stripes(') They call me Randy Johnson, hundred and twenty miles an hour ...(') Nigga you must be off that powder, Im Spiderman Give me a blunt, pen, pad, and an hour, Ill make it shower My taliban, Siccmade Muzicc we keep it heated like Nascar (guess what) Plain and simple patna, fill up the clip and then blast ours Aint no rippin shit, its all S-I-double C, you trouble me Im loco in the cabesa and Im siccer than the rest-a Ill blow your chest up, he need an ambulance Two minutes left, he dont have a chance, not even half a chance Leave him with feces all in his pants when we pick him up I rip em up right out the dump truck cause Im [Chorus] Spiderman, Spiderman, tryna see how much you know you can He sports the tecs, any size You playin him close he might blow your mind Hes deep in the cut, heat all around Tryin to find him hes no where to be found Okay, here comes the Spiderman (Here comes the Spiderman...) [Verse 2] Im like (') snipers, I aint tryna brag, but here You need these numbers to this place that be makin body bags Im the kamikaze magnum while Im draggin um To the spot, gotta get the ...(') Like roast beef, nigga I aint supposed to beef But I love meat and I got Sacramento enemies, So I love heat Got a sack of indo green leaves and Im bout to twist it So move with me nigga, quick shit patna, you bout to miss it Now I dont smoke with them busted browns('), I clutch the pounds And if you fuck wid it I rub ya down With seventeen rounds, crack the everclear now Forever real now, spittin at the whole crowd verbs and nouns And no felonies so I pack somethin heavy I took the Chevy to the levy, two hundred and fifty pounds of red meat n feddy You got it twisted up like crazy Eddie ...(') From two hundred and yards away I make ya head bleed steadily [Chorus] [Verse 3] Bet I could teach ya how to dissect your stomach muscles n eat em These days that aint shit, cut em and bleed em I seen worse shit, fuck em and feed em bloody spaghetti That Siccmade shit, cuddy get ready, bloody your Chevy interior quick Muddy your driveway, thats what I say Fuck it, you bout to die today Got a chopper in the hideaway, dont make me use it Off a half pipe(') with the Ol 8 English, dont make me lose it Im cry baby locc, thats it Im from the block where you learn at sixteen to load glocks, pack clips and smoke pot Slumpin Tupac, Me Against The World cuz it juice me I got episodes and episodes like Ricky and Lucy Drama shit, dead momma shit, dont give a fuck shit Rough shit, shut you up in the back of the truck shit Them gangsta bitches love this, they jack off to it Im Spiderman, bitch ass nigga I thought you knew this [Chorus x2] [ Spydies Birth Lyrics ]
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