U.G.R slaughter by Sam Meet Lyrics
[intro]
Hey yo, underground rappers
No sweat without a crash, yeah
Be ready to be slaughtered
[verse]
The shit that pops and made your down caspers
Salted earth with fuckin' clown niggas
Rap now sound bitter with no one pepper
I meant it tastes bitter, kill the beat producer
Uh, eager to fight, the field israelites
Closed open doors for sudan , neither one of 'em legal
These shits reach to completion, imma make some deletions
Complications niggas tryna make in this kingdom
That fucking freedom you have better dance with your bitch
Or else this shit on behaving badly
I'll shift most of yuh totally
Morally, in case you act illegally
Like legal drugs, you access easily
You found dead none gotta matter
You waif children, you find this shit interesting
But this whole damn assault combatted your ass
Cannibalistic traumatic fantastic gunning
Optimistic tryna mimic those gimmicks dying
Nothing you can do if you supposed to
Now I see my shots closed you
Imma make some military curfew
Then madafuckers have to accept it a clue
You fool, you dummy you're just a wannabe
Infected mic don't bother again going to studio
Rip apart rappers like New York Clippers
Rebutt all of my verse on me, you're just flippers?
You never made it, you can't get it
Who among you is a dope Mc?
Before i drop off my cigar and blow hennesey
Killed yuh with a bunch of shots like Malcolm X
And see who wanna come at me next
You had yesterday with generator Rex
The evo genes intruded you kinda complex
Niggas after swag, i used to buy guns
Playing with words like the real Bun
Pun all of it when i'm done son
We milked all babies, its our turn
Cheese with ease, these rappers weak at me
If the truth is this the king is me
Imma be Asap rocky 'cause you're a fucking problem
Rock you like Jamie Hendrix rockin' them
And my bars crazy like M&M[eminem] chocolates
Imma fuck all ya' 2Pac commemorate
A silly ass nigga riding on donkey's dick
You got D's special day your ass on a creak
Break hearts wreck souls
You spending days in Drake shows
You're one of 'em, you're murdering hip hop
Troll and lop your ass to gays pop
Fry, hit and salted your verses like popcorns
What the fuck you gain from watching gays' porn
You a homo, otherwise hermaphrodite
Them say the higher you go the cooler it becomes
But its the higher you go the fooler you become
Money i made is less than quarter of your tax man
You worth this money in a wrong way, its gay's sex income!
With this you want to claimed being a hustler
Buh i used to snatch with my hand
The day i'll be caught no asylum
I'm a real G
Hit that small ball and beat OG's
You a fake genius
You slay your ass in premieres
With seniors, your flows ain't linear
Imma make my flows coming at photo-velocity
Sometimes i ignore doing this, Gad taught some generosity
Inventing punches is my daily activity
Where's your girl? At house getting fucked with me!
[outro]
These niggas mad at me
Throwing some shits, now know
Where im hanging
Babylon destroyer
Hey yo, underground rappers
No sweat without a crash, yeah
Be ready to be slaughtered
[verse]
The shit that pops and made your down caspers
Salted earth with fuckin' clown niggas
Rap now sound bitter with no one pepper
I meant it tastes bitter, kill the beat producer
Uh, eager to fight, the field israelites
Closed open doors for sudan , neither one of 'em legal
These shits reach to completion, imma make some deletions
Complications niggas tryna make in this kingdom
That fucking freedom you have better dance with your bitch
Or else this shit on behaving badly
I'll shift most of yuh totally
Morally, in case you act illegally
Like legal drugs, you access easily
You found dead none gotta matter
You waif children, you find this shit interesting
But this whole damn assault combatted your ass
Cannibalistic traumatic fantastic gunning
Optimistic tryna mimic those gimmicks dying
Nothing you can do if you supposed to
Now I see my shots closed you
Imma make some military curfew
Then madafuckers have to accept it a clue
You fool, you dummy you're just a wannabe
Infected mic don't bother again going to studio
Rip apart rappers like New York Clippers
Rebutt all of my verse on me, you're just flippers?
You never made it, you can't get it
Who among you is a dope Mc?
Before i drop off my cigar and blow hennesey
Killed yuh with a bunch of shots like Malcolm X
And see who wanna come at me next
You had yesterday with generator Rex
The evo genes intruded you kinda complex
Niggas after swag, i used to buy guns
Playing with words like the real Bun
Pun all of it when i'm done son
We milked all babies, its our turn
Cheese with ease, these rappers weak at me
If the truth is this the king is me
Imma be Asap rocky 'cause you're a fucking problem
Rock you like Jamie Hendrix rockin' them
And my bars crazy like M&M[eminem] chocolates
Imma fuck all ya' 2Pac commemorate
A silly ass nigga riding on donkey's dick
You got D's special day your ass on a creak
Break hearts wreck souls
You spending days in Drake shows
You're one of 'em, you're murdering hip hop
Troll and lop your ass to gays pop
Fry, hit and salted your verses like popcorns
What the fuck you gain from watching gays' porn
You a homo, otherwise hermaphrodite
Them say the higher you go the cooler it becomes
But its the higher you go the fooler you become
Money i made is less than quarter of your tax man
You worth this money in a wrong way, its gay's sex income!
With this you want to claimed being a hustler
Buh i used to snatch with my hand
The day i'll be caught no asylum
I'm a real G
Hit that small ball and beat OG's
You a fake genius
You slay your ass in premieres
With seniors, your flows ain't linear
Imma make my flows coming at photo-velocity
Sometimes i ignore doing this, Gad taught some generosity
Inventing punches is my daily activity
Where's your girl? At house getting fucked with me!
[outro]
These niggas mad at me
Throwing some shits, now know
Where im hanging
Babylon destroyer