SPiRiTS

Ay, riding in the subway Five in the morning Gotta get the O's, but you know we be codon Gotta get the 1's too (Ay) Time out with my gun through Fiending for a leaf, got some weed that's to crumb through Call spider gang Tell 'em get in the sewer If a foe step up, imma hit him with the skewer Call spider gang, get 'em in the sewer Call spider gang, yeah, we got 'em from the sewer (Ay, yuh) I fuck her until she rubbin' kneed I'm loving the way that she rubbin' me She can't fuck with another G Because there ain't ever another me I'm buzzing drip like I'm a bumblebee Won't drop the ball, won't fuck with me Not coppin the dub, a couple G's I'm tryna be high like the humble be Sole teens in my flow And why see, I'm going ghost busting Might be the most cussing, flown rushing, foe touching rap (Ayayay) Nigga, go run that back Trigger blow, that's a wrap Figures all on my lap Liquor flow up my ba-ba-back (Yuh) Fuck a human sacrifice I'm cooler than a bag of ice I'm shitting on the waiter The haters within some black night Wraps upon my fist And I'm down for any beef Get in my pocket, it's a switch I'm as polished as it gets Call up spider gang, get 'em in the sewer I acknowledge I'm articulate Cookies ain't as crisp as this I'm hopping about the lift looking sick in a hill of syphilis Look into my eyes, you were fine by the age of five I had dad that returned to milestones, I'm honestly not alive I pull up to the block, and I promise it's not allowed to do We goin' keep it high, while the cops is coppin' the prostitute Cussing constitution, polluting the ways of spider gang Spitting on the future, and shooting the packs of lighter cans Big spider shit, 8 feet, running full man Gunning 'til you done, and in an abundance of pain I'm number one in my brain You tryna make a million dollars without paving the lane? You cannot hop on the train We had to turn style, ducking and hopping You suck like some top And we burn loud, never be coppin' some bud of some cops And we turn out, crack a manouver I'm into the better the beast Rats in the sewers, the fewer the better, we eat Fuck I see spirits (Yuh) Can you hear it? I don't fear it (Get out of my head) I'm so near it I see spirits Can you hear it? I don't fear it I'm so near the- Don't get too attached to this I'm not a pacifist Yeah, I just might, I just might I just might slash my wrists (Yuh) I just might crash my whip (Fuck, yuh) Demons destroy from my mind You ain't got no friends Yeah I hear that all the time My brain freelancing, that's why I get high Mainframe going quick, that's how I feel inside (Ay) Quiet or you might make me mad, yuh Imma put her body in a bag, I might go berserk And tie it to the tracks Nut life, pull it with a stick and make it crack (Pow) Tuck, tuck, tuck, tuck, tuck your pride away But I will never tuck my side, no way Fuck what you speaking 'bout anti-war? What all these niggas in panties for? I see motherfuckin' spectres Masked like Voorhees, eatin' like I'm Lecter Underground with the rest to the rats Ain't no pussy to the traps, yuh