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Return of the Spitters
Umsoh, Mandella Eskia
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Spitters back
If you really listen to him he ain't got no bars
He be posturing
Poking out his chest trynna be hard
Talkin on sight if he catch me he gon click and clack
Ha ha
Let him know
Spitters's back
Think I've seen ya face before it's hard to forget it
Oh you so and so, yo you be spittin
Wha ptuh
The mic is now covered in saliva
Yo bixop won't you go and take us higher
I'm a spitter
Was never trynna be in the guinness book of real niggas
Just a regular guy
Still got a story to tell and I'm telling you I
Been a couple places
Seen a lot and it done changed me
Made me kinda crazy
So when he talk about he gang bang
I chuckle and say please
I done been around gangs that's much more organized
Plus me and Zeus on the record so we immortalized
Seen him in the front of the corner store on the block
Ayo there's more life
Plus it's easy to get got cuz it's not properly fortified
He said listen to my track
I ain't trynna hear that
First you got the headphones
Covered in your earwax
Then he tried to wipe it on his shirt gave a smirk
I just took mines out
Tried to give it a listen
That shit was the worst
Kept on bangin my head
Cuz I try to stay positive to young black men (huh)
I'd rather you deliver the message to your little rapper friends
Tell them the era of the spitter is back again
And BiXop, his flow is immaculate
This ain't a diss cuz we aint attackin him
Know it's the powers that be that is backin him
That's who need to fall from grace
About how they be playin
Got us starvin while they stay with they shmorgeshborg
Would love to see them trading places
The Randolph to His Mortimer
The fall would be magical
Like Gandolf vs Voldemor
This beat is windin down
Dont touch the dial cuz we got more in store
Crim or Mandella not sure of the nomenclature
But they let us sneak in the back door
Since we in it, let's have a rap off
With the heavy hitters
Up the game
Now take you hats off to the real spitters
If you really listen to him he ain't got no bars
He be posturing
Poking out his chest trynna be hard
Talkin on sight if he catch me he gone click and clack
Ha ha
Let him know
Spitters's back
I think I've seen ya face before hard to forget it
Oh you so and so yo you be spittin
Wha ptuh
The mic is now covered in saliva
I was nice but Mandela bout to get liver
Blood on our white tees and dirt on our Nikes
Rolling up my sleeves
The scourge of the high seas
The courage to fight you
The courage to fight me
Encouragement I need
I learned it from mommy
It's burning inside me
The verses that high
Needs attention that's paid close
Oh this what you ain't know
They turn into zombies
From sitting in grey smoke
And emptying pill bottles
Directly in their throat
Say they want enlightenment
But happy when the light is dim
Focused on the light in you
And not the one inside of them
You don't even like yourself
But worry about some likes from men
And women on the internet
Where the hell should I begin?
Really ain't no competition
Facts, nada
How you out posturing with bad posture?
Straighten your back proper
The punch is harder than Math Hoffa's
We're grown with it
Ya'll rap toddlers
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