Nine - Famaldahyde Lyrics
Merry *****ing christmas, dont diss this lyracist on pissedGet a fist to your esophogusHook you like fish, throw you in a dishBlow you up like a cyst, drop you in the abyssBlast you like kris (whats this? )Another wannabe and never gonna be, you aint n-i-n-eThats me, original lyrical spiritual omenThe one and only incredible mcWhen you drop a d on the two three I beSmoking life like ls, raising hellRinging bells like principals, planning invicible syllablesLyrical, yes I am, spit shit like a grit, foul like hamDamn, who the man, you the man, Im the manWith 50 grand in his mother*****ing handLive like onyx, butter like redman, the blue bonnetPuff chronic, with strictly platonic friendsIn a benz, chickenhead hens ready to bendCause I got a 100,000 tensWho packs the choice, who puffs the lye?Who *****s it up? who makes your girlfriend cry ahhhN-i-n-e, m-e to a crew, what you gonna do?I am truthful to the following: n-word, mdWhen I speak, I say only that which is true indeed.Silly-ass niggas dont hit me (beyatch)When I came out the *****, I brought the whole stomach with meN-i-n-e the live smokerWrap it around your neck like a diamond gold chokerLike yoda, with force of course the poison christNigga violent, see the brown paper bag, he silentIm wild like boba fett, Im semi-automaticCruise around with el diablo, crazy hispanicWu-tang, tang, ime the one that slept all night with your honeybunPull my gun when necessary, situation hairyIll flip the redrum, you bloody maryWhen I was born, came feet firstIt aint hard to tell, born to make the pussies hurt***** make the world go roundIn circles, Im walking on niggas like herschelHow many mcs must get shot?Nine will open you up like a new weed spotHip-hop runs through me like blood, your name is still mudIm still paid like elmer j fuddWith the mansion, yaught, new glock, the remote control boom boxThe pocket that blew up like rocketsAll sucker mcs Im daring emNine will hang your clothes up while youre still wearing themN-i-n-e I wreck shitThats e-n-i-n just in case youre dyslexic, did you check it?Stupid ass, you aint flyHalf-man, half-woman, whats your name, jasmine guy?I got mad chrome***** standing next to you, niggas wont talk to you on the phoneNo life so act trife, Im hype Im hypeIll beat your ass like lionel richies wife at nightI rip stages in many different citiesDont step up, I squeeze triggers like tittiesWhos naughty, whos nice? with the deviceIm so cheap with loot, I use my *****ing bullet twiceI fill you with infection, theres no protectionOf the injection into your c-sectionPlead nigga, plead nigga, plead niggaBefore you die, pass that weed nigga!
