Lil SPICky Speaks (First draft)

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Lyrics: demand to know my mission Here's admission They don't listen So I gotta keep a weapon always pressin They're all stepping I just wanna cure the people from the people Never giving out Building killa armies cuz murder is their lesson What about life What about Grace What about God? Get the fuck out my face Men will all be weak If we keep at this pace No one left to save you No they won't leave Till you're faced With trauma Causing problems I'm a problem for the State This state that we're living in This hate that we're living with I hate that we're killing us No time to clean the spot Pop a k cuz I be Russian Babe I'm never acting murderous Burn The State Spending pounds of our currency Give me some courtesy Speak with all certainty purposefully posing as rappers I'm the hottest one currently dopamine personally Gets me out of a rage That leaves people walking round nervously I'm next up currently Hiiii My Name is lil spicky Hit a quickie Throw Your kitty with your tiddies In the air I'm not with you But I stay in between hair that's on your head Bitch I came stomp these pricks Pop and tag these dicks Call me Billy Pilly Cuz my gang keeps a stick my stick trigger quick Kill a figure if he sick Skip a trick bitch been Packing like a 6 Sick when I'm on the track Blicky strapped all to my back Bitch i came to hold em back Give yourself a heartattack Cash flow They ain't got no banz hoe I been in my Benz hoe I don't need to show out or show off run them hands bro He can't stand yo Kane Hit em with that 2 4 combo Kill you in a bando Sleep on me You won't get a fucking band bro Deep to me Heresy ain't moving that slow I'm Rambo Bandaler of bullets backpedal You ain't that low Degrade me All you want I can tell you Have no backbone We're the horsemen Stab your gullet Tornado of souls Like a fucking cyclone Psychosocial When I get hit Throw a fit You're a tit Go commit All your sins Fuck a Pop you need to link You put molly in her drink Only way you get a bitch Posted on the internet I fuck women in fish nets Hit my bong to represent Go repent all your sins Take your time, learn to win try again and again Till you come back Packing Packing what? Packing enough to neutralize a nuke Glowing Eyed Succubus Spirits Speaking Thunderous Never stop growing imma glow up I am phosphorus Wake up She don't need no makeup Hands all on her hips imma Kill her if we breakup You're kidding If I was a villian im pretty positive she'd do my bidding Ain't no fitting in imma need a minute I been Rollin dope Rolling dough Till I learn to cope Till we interlope flames in the booth Spitting fire cuz I'm very woke Ain't no need to choke on the lyrics on your paper If Im Poppin this bar you ain't gonna see me later You a hater We don't cater Making craters In your soul Drinking on that purple shit will never make you feel dope this comes from a good place, I'm a fun guy eating fungi You get none, guys Spun a gun, dice Spick ain't done, cry You get spent by All this waste Gas That I been smoking to the face will we get out of this place? Kill all my opps Fuck feds fuck all the cops Fuck all these bars that I pop They don't mean shit I go so hard in the pit Because one day I'll go and I'll split And return to the earth As we all do fall too said that shit like yandu brodie really owe me fuck his bitch she look like fondue Listen to my songs on the radio I'm gone too what yall do Faded medicated Sorbet smoke, no women degraded Im the Faded Spirits coming for all you Fakes, leading the nation Sure, rob the complacent Broke, Imma smoke I been talking medication We don't need some Pussy maggots leading our nation! Shit I forgot where the detonator is for the nukes! Racist figures Causing havoc everywhere While we sit in despair Take your life and your hair We don't have the room to speak For this nation, I would bleed But yall been acting like I tweak I haven't even reached my peak rap for my child who hasn't even hit 3 Cuz I fear for his future everybody sippin lean On some dope for their depression because everybody feels weak Feel me? They just want you high so you can't hear me! Fear me, or yourself Why you resting on the bench? Dreaming bout your wealth Cant spend a little health Now is the time, if ever, that change needs to begin Im lil spickie I pull a trick So suck my dick Don't give a fuck You fuck for clicks They drain my cock We drip for kicks Spick Broke the lock Stare down my stock It ain't no shock They can not stop The government fucking hates you, it's why I have been sent by God! The whole thing is a shame and as long as you contribute, we will remain sick

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