Spudnik Webb

Yeah, yeah, murder her wrote flow to this

Killer shit, torture verse, cannibal, handle

Here comes the sorcerer

Bout a dollar reverse ,

The rebirth of the bottom thieves

In my square, caught them and I shot them

Need to stat through the match I post

30 miles scouts, stone hands catholic robes

Not as this grown man, going in

Scar face fisherman, ,enter dimensional stargates sentences

I ,artist, from the power harness

Energy great kids, we meditate around our attics

Blast rifles, the last disciples

Splash like typhoons, it's back to the chippers

The jack the ripper knife you

Mentality murder mike moves

Light up the galaxy, his majesty slang

360 in a cycle, that's language

, uniform, heretic relic, , belongs to mobsters

Whenever you see them nigga, that's a museum

I do the trinity, cruising new bem, new bem

Black , true gem effect, for all I send



Hey yo, Chris cut ,vocals

Land lord of the super ogo

It's something thick like cocoa

I'm ice tea pimping these bars

My verse licks priceless

Mathematics equivalent to a cold icing

Crime villain, willing with a grain pilling spilling

Crush grapes out the sun, roof ceiling killing

Aim sniper like choppers, kick karate type

No helmet while I'm stunt on Ducatti bike

Evil con evil set up they ease of pain dripping

You can see the weapon is lethal Mel Gibson

Hope you get raped by a pack of niggas

Be lingering shit you say off of dark liquor

Brass monkey banana kush demand a push

, from hell's kitchen, the hammer cook

Fist flambé, 5 star lunching, I'm fundamentally sound

Tim Duncan



Plus city bus, to fuck bitches and blunts

Deluxe, , thinking that I'm god

Pretty much they not seeing me, I cannot be touched

They not feeling me like banks

But bitch be filling us like dranks

Like the ..bars,

Stacks stacks, back to back

Standards and smart chicks, dark spliffs

Niggas and , talk, fuck sparking another spliff

Till the sun's , making a photo with the,

This is smoke dope, packets of rap shit is a rap

I'm a Christmas tree, wrapping like gifts,

I don't pitch bricks, but I might pitch a brick at your ass

I keep them clips on a bag next to the sex and the cop

I switch my bitches more often,

Go get your cream, we're the flavor ,

With the greens and the leafs, ,smoking in front,



Fall long, bullets just long, this conversation all

The skyline New York ,

We're sick of cough, more pick her off,

Got the armor of steam, , zombie,

To fight for , you might wear a bag, this is diaper clean

Word falling death is, passes poisonous gases,

Sticking everything, I finish



May sound like mercenary,

Be crucified like the son of Mary

Truth told, through the stones,

And sing like canaries, ,

Extravagant peace princess,

Move with the,ring, ,

Slash on the fender when I tickle the scream

Salamander Beijing, leave , as the brown in my drink

Chef game season, , we ,scales form on the plate

Wars we initiate, ,

Most murder for the common mistake

Black mass masquerade,

Burn a mag in your face for the stash in the safe.