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• Artiste: Joris Voorn
• Titre: Untitled
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Untitled Shizzy Sixx Bitches give me play Cause I'm the hardest in my section And I black on wax Like Charlamagne's complexion Devil-like when I'm vexing You niggas playing position Placing bets on peoples lives When I'm swerving through inner sections You're sparing with a veteran What I'm causing is tension The rawest sort of spitting The one that you all gotta mention Fuck is with all the tension I'm coming up from the trenches Corner stores, drug spies Business right off the benches Yeah, no need to question my acts iller Your bar's small mine big As the jaw on Mac Miller Big boss gorilla My shit's the size of giraffes Dodging haters in my path I'm Sam Jackson playing Shaft I for one feel right Fuck out my presence I'm nicer with the words Than Oprah when she's giving presents Guarding your precious My personal I'm majestic Want Miley Cyrus' naked In the back of my six seven Sixx wreckening In six sections I'll split you Born to make it bang, bitch My zodiac's a pistol Bulldogs, you shih tzu You bitch don't miss you She sucked my whole team off And spit the kids on tissue Nah niggah ain't an issue You're guaranteed to feel me Cause I tear shit up Like Kobe's achilles Life spared Milli Vanilli Vanilla ice and MC Hammer I'll put them bears on your face No country grammar Stopping And it's like a baboon's dying My fans do right Cause I'm crack through sinus It get dude's minus You're fucking with the finest Nigga in the game Bitch, bow to your highness I'm over here gettin you niggas with pliers Steroids under my bars McGwire Corned beef sire Poisonous givin' you work We supply the buyers (WORK!) Car crash, guitar smash Nigga getting your broad smashed Getting the internet pissed Coming for a nigga in all caps Nigga when they told about me Like a bitch on E Multiplied by 3 [?], nigga GO! WWE, nigga RAW! Fuck the internet Get ye bitch wet Nigga fucking with The Rebel Is a regret In the studio When it sound like spit tech We stepped in All these little niggas get stressed Uhm bye bye when the nigga Wanna talk shit Blood clot and I decide to toss it My go, my flow, I go Psycho Killing all these niggas ever since I was a zygote Spit flame, fire fighter, human torch, pyro You're a bit low key, but you still hit a high note Run to your town like Jumanji, on a rhino Getting more green than The snot outta my nose Yeah, I got that funked up powers in my head, nigga Goku, told you I don't fuck around That's what hoes do I'm a bully To a nerd Snatching lunch Doing dirt, uh Ferg did this flow But, T.I did it first Yeah, I'm ridin' ‘round up in it So wake up in a bugatti They see us in that tint and We turn up poppin' that lobby I throw up in your bugatti Switch lanes in that 'rrari Only guess you're poppin' Trinidad with Molly Po-po-po pop the tires on your rari Put bird shit on your window Put pressures up on your pasture While the bitch going through her menstrual Menstrual I mental Find niggas then face this I put the rims in your grill Hope you enjoy braces Uh, playing dominoes With the woolly mammoth Painting pictures with the scriptures With a holy canvas Cohiba smoking Bitch poking While my mind dances Hell's [?] smacking Hitler Whitney Houston dancing I'm sub-zero, Rob De Niro Punchlines takes away your soul And leaves ya chest cold Recognize that I'm bringing hell, I'm Coming for your bitches head Like Miguel's thighs A nigga dismiss sixx when he spit, not I I'm Popeye, on spinach Don't get big if we lock eyes The real definition of vicious Where my verse goes It's trouble trying to touch this kid Like Joe Paterno Suicide sixx if you ain't Heard of me yet Bet I got your favorite son, without paternity test NIGGAH!