Stomptheash

Tonight it seems were both natural born enemies/ …

An episode of the BLUUDOLO podcast, hosted by Marcus Franklin, titled "Stomptheash" was published on October 26, 2016 and runs 4 minutes.

October 26, 2016 ·4m · BLUUDOLO

Summary

Tonight it seems were both natural born enemies/ And Ive seem to let this hennesse get the best of me/ If my palms become heavy I apologize/ though never would I decide to strike you/ But the 5th is gone where did this razor tongue come from you’ve brung/ with it you just, Cut me, cut me, cut me till im empty/ and you still Judge me, judge me, judge me Im so guilty/ And when the gavel bangs it brings you pain/ and the clouds erase it remains to rain Call me insane/ no umbrella for this weather fallin from venus drug of corrupt pleasure/ Once the moon is done this journey is far from young/ Forgotten are the sharpest words from the softest tongue/ Mother herb for the nerves while a milf touch on my lungs/ Pubescent mastorbator rotton tomato fuck it labled a born fornicator since cut from the cable/ Impatient no longer waiting tip the waitress with something till she salivate without salvation till her nose is running/ Too horny to give a warning she never saw it coming look straight at me said I guess that’s what you wanted never fronted/ Hit the backdoor gape was great what more could I ask for/ maybe for 4 more long as they bad as you no attitude couple tattoos a shot of gin I mastered the poor? But tonight its kinda sloppy match how I be/ swimming up a creek with shots for paddles im so cocky harder than rocky round 12 rang bells no get the fuck up off me/ You drove the pole position even let ya girls keep switchin/ dolo be nonchalant evasive to conversation babies get wasted/ No room for junior after chasing Rachel petunia/ since you agree then that makes two of us/ smoothly guide you through the rough/ Rhymes uncut doggin these pups they cant keep up/ even if my life was ending abrupt on my back relaxing grasping for luck/ Before my last breath passing burn ashes in the zag some deluxe/ thinkin they got the upperhand I instruct a mans family to pay me/ before I ghost drive his whip off a cliff doing 80/ but don’t think im lazy or crazy call me brainy/ T’s crossed eyes dotted before the dip remove safety yea baby/ this evening I found reason no need to be killing season/ rabbits and duck for lunch no elmur fud to fuck me up/ numb brain so verses more like max payne on campaign/ and I just keep poppin cottin not linen/ slave for the syptom when your nerves are overly attentive/ flipped a few pills was still claimin hustle/ I learned my lesson from before memory muscle/ so don’t call me if your claim is to only get a couple/ multiply that shit by ten and make it a double/ assassin of youth killin our lungs but passing the truth/ burn indian boy not chief wahoo you chief cause I do high/ but I stay solo im so used to these dolo moves/ one deep to the bar is not an issue/ drunk back the fuck up I wont diss you/ maybe feel the liquor kick in then hit you no tab to split just your wig my dude/ went from relaxin and chillin/ to taxin niggas establishing rhythm/ makin sure sucka shit erased from existence/ chasin a dream cream holla if you with me kid/

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