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Afourteen
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Yuh Spider Gang (Spider Gang) Uh (Uh, uh) Alright, let's get it Afourteen (Afourteen) Eddie (Eddie) Get over here, let's get this sh*t Uh, uh, uh-uh-uh (Go) Uh, uh, uh-uh-uh (Go, go, go) Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh (Go, go, go) Still got shawty wrong, the rap game boss 'bout slackin' (Yuh) I hit the bong and I fly like Aladdin Sh*t, my energy on dragon I am the overlord, I am the captain I-I-I pull up, I got all the spiders Old-a** n***a, you need to retire They say, "CXRPSE, (Yeah, n***a?) you fired" Shut the f**k up, lil' n***a, I'm tired Uh, uh-uh I haven't slept in a week Bounce in the ground, I slept in the sheets, uh Y'all be ingestin' my meat N***as talkin', talkin' than accepting defeat, uh That n***a can't be me, your opinion obsolete All these n***as talkin' sh*t, but yet, they b*t*hes f**k with me S-Spider Gang pulling up, but the rest of you n***as stupid All you n***as like [?] I'ma rip it off, f**k it, I'ma abuse it (Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom) I'm the only skeleton out in the tomb I'm the only n***a make the earth shake when I move All these baby b*t*hes, take yo' a** inside the womb Uh, f**k I'm tired as sh*t Yo, yo y'all do your verses Edd, what the f**k? (Uh, uh) Yuh, in yo' b*t*h's bed, it go "Ee-err, ee-err, ee-err" I-I walk up in this b*t*h, so wet, I feel just like I'm a skier I'm playing basketball with yo' b*t*h, n***a, I am such a player All my n***as shooters like the Lakers and they get the paper Yeah, ooh, yeah We eat Xanax for the m— (Uh-uh) Bend it my park, I hop up, b*t*h, I'm on the block (The blo—) B*t*h I'm like a [?] see the B. B. Simons, f**k a [?] Told that b*t*h, "I do not leave the crib, b*t*h, I don't wanna go" N***as shooters like they on a basketball team, they on go B*t*h, I know I am the G.O.A.T. but they make me so [?] Back it up, your girl make sh*t, I stack it up (Uh, yuh) I f**k that bih then pa** it, yuh (Uh, yuh) Shoot the f**kin' package up (Uh, yuh) B*t*h, I'm in my bag and sh*t (Uh, yuh) And I pull out this ratchet (Uh, yuh) That b*t*h, she cook it ratchet (Uh, yuh) Yuh, she could give her rashes (Uh, yuh) Ayy, I just f**ked on a bi'-bi' Ooh, Toosie's on my feet I f**k on that b*t*h, that b*t*h from the street I stick it in this, I'm still flippin' Ps I'm still on the block, b*t*h suck on my D B*t*h, suck on my c*ck, b*t*h suck on my feet We got molly rocks, we got the molly bands I f**k with that b*t*h 'cause she came out the work Go upside down, woah, b*t*h, oh my God Suck my d**k like she in charge I f**k that b*t*h like I'm in charge Stick boy, stick boy, I got bars You a b*t*h boy, you a retard I'm in this b*t*h with my gang, we go hard (Uh, yuh, yuh, yuh) Ayy, who is in this b*t*h? Spider Gang and we ain't slowin' down Cut through my fist, got my brothers, they gon' hold me down That b*t*h immaculate, got her sh*t, b*t*h we gon' blow it down F**k do you run with? Diamonds all on my boys and it does stick Hit a body and dead like some sh*t Got the cash in the back in abundance Are you tryna die? You want this? A-Anybody can come & get fisted! You better run From the gang, gang All of the spiders From the gang, gang All the spiders From the gang, gang You better run From the gang, gang All the spiders! You know the media, yeah, they don't f**kin' like us I got some meteors and I got something that could break us Hah (Ayuh) (Yuh, yuh) (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) (Ha) (Yuh, yuh, yuh) (Yuuuh, yeah, yuuuh, yeah, yuuuh) Okay run it back, tell em' that I'm back Tell that have a heart attack Don't run with that See him jumpin', I don't give a f**k, I got my face attacked And if I see her door-dashing that d**k, you boutta get your [?] attacked, (chill!) And boy you better watch out 'fore my gun go- And now I miss, pu**y boy, I got the cheat code on me And now I'm p*ssed I-I'm the boy eating sh*t like I'm Bobby Why don't you sit, lil' w****, you ain't getting d**k from me Oh, you think this sh*t's funny? It's not, ha, ha I feel like I am Dillinger wit my new Prada All these pussies getting close, I'll pull out the Denada Always b*t*hin' on the Internet about your problems But you never gon' solve 'em that way Yuh, yuh, (Hey) yuh (Yeah) Yah, yah, yah, yah Yuh, you ain't ever solve 'em that way "Uh, you are now listening to a Spider Gang exclusive, released in part with Spider Gang entertainment, and Spider Gang enterprises, enjoy." Y'all had to wake me up for this? Yo, Dillinger, can you write my new verse? You already know, I'm not gonna write that sh*t Oh, f**k! MK, what about you? (Nooo, f**k this crazy) No? F**k! Spider Gang! God damn it We're right here, dancin' for you Dancing for your amusement (Sucka) I don't got time, if I did I'm makin' music Yeah they wanna make the music They don't wanna face the music I don't get by, you need a f**kin' flavor, what you doing? (it's time now..!) This for all the kids that can't afford food! Know you hate the feeling when the people don't support you I can show you how but you don't feel like using your tool Poor fools, spittin' in your horseshoes Suckin' the fate of the aggressor (G-G-) Guess they don't know better for ever But I could never ever, ever Every boy is jealous of hell, got no avenge to set up You didn't know me, since only I'd only got to drop' you if your friends will let 'em (I-I-) I got the struggle with drugs..! Ain't even 20 + 1..! I need some money for guns..! Come give your buddy a hug..! (L-L-L-) Life is a blast..! You didn't know whatcho' doin'..! Before your life get ruin! Before your life get ruin! IF YOU DON'T GOT A SKILL! (SHUT THE F**K UP!) IF YOU DON'T GOTTA TRADE (SHUT THE HELL UP!) IF YOU DON'T GOTTA SKILL (SHUT THE F**K UP!) IF YOU DON'T GOTTA TRADE (SHUT THE HELL UP!) (Ooh..! I guess it's my turn!) (Let's do this! Spider Gang!!!) Be the freak you were born to be, (just don't follow me!) That sweet little files, you flees! (that b*t*h is tryna swallow me!) Feel heat from this light-eyed scream! (not physiology!) Sing past the blade of me! (poppin' out the pu**y like a chrysalis!) It's so intimate, I gotcho listening I got you listen, you can do the sh*t you witnessing' (What) From what I got my name is semination More important than the fake sh*t that you chasin' All the clout was fake The real ones stay the same So live in the present, don't let this moment go to waste F**k the hate from those who stuck inside the game, who don't even realize this is a simulation (Ayy!!!) Stomp a n***a like a maggot he can't stop me up This b*t*h wanna top me up because he is a faggot, huh? (I-I-) If you drinkin' baby blood then n***a, put your gla**es up N***as get accused of sh*t and then n***as just past the buck And if you try to call him out, mental illness club Is you blind or dumb, I do this rap for fun See I don't gotta rhyme cause if a n***a ever try me, I might leave him paralyzed Pick a n***a up and drop him on his neck for disrespect And throw the body in the basement when cops do a wellness check Ain't no safety on this Glock like the, Chargers with ten players Smokin' so much kush, it's f**kin' up the ozone layer The mic in my hand a dangerous weapon, this an ugly truth Like fentanyl pressed percies and white xans Rest in piece, Juice It's no wonder motherf**kers be sayin' that Christ got screws loose Before I hang with you n***as, I'll free myself from my own noose I-I-I put too much pressure on these puny MCs So much pressure in my blunt these little n***as can't breathe Money spread threw my crew, like a f**kin' disease I'm 'bout to put down my Glock and teach a n***a to read (n***a to read, n***a to read, n***a to read...) Ay, CXPRSE What I had a run-in with this group of ruffians around the way, what the hell is going on around here, CXRPSE? I'on even know There's some group called Spider Gang or somethin' Now, what in the hell is a Spider Gang? A god damn group of delinquents the rabble-rouser bandits That sounds like a load of horse sh*t to me CXRPSE C-come on Bruhmane This-This product was brought to you by the society for the humane treatment of spider genitalia. remember kids, always drink Coca Cola, and always eat McDonald's (THROAT CLEARING) (BURPP) (SOMEBODY-) (I COULD'VE SWORN-) (SOMEBODY NEED TO BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE-) (I COULD'VE SWORN-) (SOMEBODY SAY SOMETH-) (ONE OF Y'ALL NEED TO BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE) (NOBODY BUT ME BUT SOMEBODY NEED TO BE HELD ACCOUNTABLE...) YEAH, YEAH, YEAH!!!! (YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH) (SPIDERGANGGGG!) (YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAHHH!!!) DRAG A MOTHERF**KER LIT A MOTHERF**KER UP YEAH, SHOOT A F**KIN' BOTTLE TAKE A P*SS INTO THE NIGHT (YEAHHHH!) I DON'T WAGE THAT CALL THE UBER AND HE'S SHOT DEAD!!! (..the uber driver is gonna be fine.. he's ok I-I promise...) (YEAHHHH, YEAH-YEAH-YEAH) THIS BOY DON'T CARE ABOUT HIS LIFE HE WANNA F**K WIT' US (YEAH!) HE TRYNA SLEEP INSIDE THE DIRT, THIS PU**Y F**K WIT' US (YEAH!) I'M TAKIN' SHOT I F**KING HATE YOU AND IT'S MY FAULT YOU HATE YOURSELF BECAUSE YOU F**KING HATE- (YEAHHHH!) AND I PUT A BLICK AROUND HIS NECK, HE BETTER LEARN TO SPEAK YOU F**KING WISH I PAID ATTENTION, HOE YOU F**KING CANNNNNN (YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAHHHHHH, YEAH, YEAHH, YEAH, YEAH-) (SPIDERGANGGGGG!!!!) (spidergang.. eternal..) F**K N***A! I'MA BATTLE IN THE ALLEY, LIKE WHAT'S UP N***A? IS HE READY TO BATTLE, LET'S ALL BE GONE N***A I BE TELLING YOU N***AS YOU GOT THE WRONG N***A I AIN'T FALLIN' FOR THE LAWS OF PRISON HE'S THE ONE THAT'S TALKING AND MAKING DECISIONS NEVER LOOKIN' BACK I'M WAKING UP FROM THE BACK MIGHT SHOOT (SHOOT!) (F**K WAS I SUPPOSED TO GO THROUGH?) GOSPEL (-SPEL!) WHAT IS IT IN FOR YOU? MIGHT SHOOT (SHOOT!) (F**K WAS I SUPPOSED TO GO THROUGH?) GOSPEL (-SPEL!) WHAT IS IT IN FOR YOU? LIE ON THE FLOOR, DRESSED LIKE A F**KING W**** YUH, YUH, CMON! I DON'T KNOW, I DON'T KNOW MAKE ANY RAP MUSIC ANYMORE I DON'T, ANYMORE! F**K IT, F**K IT, F**K IT, F**K IT, F**K IT, F**K IT! YOU GOTTA MAKE, RAP MUSIC (New Album When??)OWN DR OUT FUCMKIT DROWN N***A, DROWN DROWN MOTHERF**KER, THIS IS SPIDERGANG! (YUH, YO, YUH, YUH, YUH, YUH, YUH, YUH, YUH!!) MOTHERF**K- YUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! PUT HIS A** TO KILL HIM THROUGH THE THROAT KILL HIS A** IN THE GRAVE TO THE- IS THERE ANYTHING THAT I COULD HAVE THIS ALL BY MY OWN? YES, YES, YES, YES! YEAHHHHHH (Shot the motherf**ka') YEAHHHHHHHHH (?) YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! (YOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!) (YOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!) (YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!) (*Reversed*) (ok so, I was gonna hit that beat that you just heard, but JOHNNASCUS destroyed it, f**k I'ma do after that?) (hhhhuuuuuuuhhh..) (yuh!) (uh, uh, uh!) TRY TO FIGHT I BEEN MOVING WITH MY SPIDERS BY THE LIGHT OF NIGHT WE CAN RAP AROUND YOU N***AS LIKE WE RIDE A BIKE OR ROLL 'EM WHILE YOU ROLLIN' WIT' SOME N***AS THAT ALL CAUGHT A MIC GET'CHO BACK! WHEN YOU IN TROUBLE EVERYBODY ON THE PLANET, STACKED INSIDE A BUBBLE!! THEY DON'T CARE ABOUT YOU DO EXACTLY WHAT THEY WANTED WE GON' MAKE ANOTHER BIG BAD TRACK! IN ON THE DOUBLE DOUBLE B*T*H- CAN I GET A SPIDERGANGGGGGG? (SPIDERGANGGGGG!!) THAT'S RIGHT! AND WE DON'T GIVE A F**K ABOUT WHAT'CHO THINK COOL DON'T LET ANYONE TELL YOU WHAT TO DO!!! (UH!!!) THIS CAR SMELL LIKE ARINO CASINO! TELL THEM N***AS GET LOST LIKE NEMO!! (huh!) I BEEN OFF A QUAALUDE NEVER OFF A RENO! (huh!) I WANNA BE HAPPY THAT DON'T MEAN GETTIN' ON CINOS (C-CINOS C-CINOS C-CINOS-) (YUH!) GOTTA SLIP SOME FUN IN (yuh!) I BE WIT' MY N***AS WE UP IN THE GROUND RUNNIN' ON A B*T*H (BI-BI-B-BI-) NO TIME TO WALLOW! (yuh!) GET THE F**K UP!! HIT LICKS AND NEVER FOLLOW AND IF SHE SUCKIN' ON MY D**K 'TILL I NUT THEN SHE BETTER SWALLOW-WALLOW (YUH!) (uh, uh, uh,) (YUH!) (uh, uh, uh,) (SPIDERGANG!!) (yuh-yuh!!) (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,)
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