Nine Spray

[Intro: Roc Marciano]

Dust these niggas the fuck off real quick, man

(Yeah, word... c'mon.... c'mon...)

Marc, nigga... huh...

[Chorus: Roc Marciano]

My mind spray, my nine spray – yeah

My mind spray – what, my nine spray

Niggas sly, baby – my nine spray

My mind spray, my nine spray

[Verse 1: Roc Marciano]

Outlaw lifestyle, I'm raw, no Lifestyles

Fly whores get piped down

My sores get iced down, I'm like "owww"

The K put you out the game like five fouls

You outta bounds, I'm outta town runnin' with hounds

Dumpin' the cal, kick up a dust cloud

The gun is rust brown, it's a oldie, but goodie

I'm looking like Goldie in the hoodie

Rose gold Rollie, Tec 9's is loaded up fully

Shells fly, open you like pussy

I slide in ya, skin and injure

Blacked down like a ninja, for legal tender

Chrome Desert Eagle bend ya

Ten send you like a street vendor

Cook your meat, beef get tender

No apron, .38'll shave you like bacon

You'll get shanked in them staircases

Tryna pitch, gotta run the base

Bottom-bitch keep floodin' papers

My aces got cut faces

Raw flesh, got it cut and pasted

Butterloaf, in the oven, baking

Nothing sacred

You touch cake, niggas wanna come and taste it

You get stripped bucked naked

Fuck a bank statement

I got over a 100K in my basement, your formula's basic

You payin' layaway on a bracelet, you repair, I replace shit

You a chair, I'm a spaceship

You shed a tear out of sheer hatred

But to get here more than skill, takes patience

Ill natured, golden age reels, feels ancient

Motion picture rap, we like filmmakers

[Chorus: Roc Marciano]

My mind spray, my nine spray

My mind spray, my nine spray

My mind spray, my nine spray

[Verse 2: Ka]

Jums by division sums, how I'm livin'

They slump with discomfort, it's the numb that I give 'em

To get my weight like a ape, hung with the gibbons

Slung narc in the park, gettin' crumbs with the pigeons

Wanna squab, bullets get lobbed, I'm good at my job

On the strip, runnin' shit, where you couldn't have jogged

Cops, sheriffs, marshals despise

They watch for errors and net us when parcel arrives

We get cake, big slate, no portion or sides

Strangle a human, angle with monstrous lines

We'd be straight if we ate, but we harsh with the nines

My body heal faster than the scars in my mind

Sour grapes for papes, now I'm regarded as wine

Lip is scroll, witch nipple cold, sip it slow

Even when tight, righteous recite with the wicked flow

This is cream talk, climbing the beanstalk

Team tryna find Green Giant, not a clean thought

Pull mitt, full clip, loaded head

We keep it cooking, looking for the golden egg

Then shots sound, somebody's pops dropped down

Man folded, another ran, holding a hot pound

Split him back, dying slow, living rapid

Triggers blasted, need compassion, but niggas lacked it

When beef boil, you either feel a bullet or recoil

I dress it like a peasant, but the speech royal

(But the speech royal...)