(Kyle Spear)
Fucking back to doing this cool ass rap shit man..
(TJ Recluse)
2016 bitch!..
(Kyle Spear)
Fucking straight Nostalgia shit..
(TJ Recluse)
Nostalgia bitch!..
(Kyle Spear)
Alright Tim, go ahead & eat these motherfuckers!..
[VERSE 1] (TJ Recluse)
Your girl want it, I’ll take her, break her, videotape her, fuck the foreplay, we be fucking all day, she likes the dick on large & the way I spit these bars, I knock the bottom out then bust nuts inside her mouth, straight vandal so you know you can’t handle me, dismantle my enemies then touch dick to her kidneys, leave your wig split like Kennedy, sipping Keystone, fuck the Hennessy, remember me.. (Slunt!..)
Black cap, black Chucks, the boy that never gave a fuck, lip-smacker, hijacker, pussy-cracker, dick sucked, it’s Friday night, her pussy’s tight, do it right, flow complex, let’s do sex, rip it like a T-Rex til the break of dawn, it’s on!, got that pussy wet, so I’m not done yet, she’s down on all fours on the floor, beat that kitty up, giddy up, macking sluts, then I roll out to the cut.. (Gonzo!..)
(Kyle Spear)
Oh, so I see we’re spitting some fucking fire & flames on this bitch, huh?, alright, lemme get in on it cuh!..
[VERSE 2] (Kyle Spear)
Striking enemies with ‘bows & knees to please desires, leaving jaws wired & crews expired when I’m returning fire, higher learning, teach you leeches & hip-hop preachers how to flow, these average Joe’s don’t even know, the tables turning, fucking with the C-double O-K, ok, no way!.. (no way!..)
Messing with a king in the game, my bed is where your hoes lay.. (hoes lay!..)
Running up, cutting fools up & asking questions later, lyrical homicide inside the lines on this paper.. (playa..)
Off a hoe with the dick, the deadly weapon, best believe the monster of cookies is who I’m repping, told me “One of these kids is not like the other, he’ll rally round the family of 5 & gut the pregnant single mother!”..
Patient waiting til my prey reaches the final destination, emcee killing spree, send the word across the nation bitch!..
(TJ Recluse)
Damn!, that was straight up fire man, lemme get at it!, uh!..
[VERSE 3] (TJ Recluse)
Creeping, steady lurking, slashing while I’m smirking, leaving your identity uncertain, close the curtain, no need for a surgeon, I’m the game insurgent, post this dick to your Facebook bitch!, did it just to watch them bleed, still catching Z’s easily, we be these ballers, see?, try to hang with me, you played the role from the start, slipped up & got torn apart, fuck shit talk, I’ll eat your heart a la carte, repping Cali, when’s the party start?.. (when’s the party?, when’s the party?, when’s the party?..)
(Kyle Spear)
Shit Tim, what’d you forget fool?, every day’s a party when we’re Balling Outrageous, lemme get in on this shit, haha..
[VERSE 4] (Kyle Spear)
The beat is bleeding, wounds we’re leaving, punks in need of treatment, nursing verses, spurting curses, hearse fillers sipping Millers, High Life is my life, (High Life is my life..), from this mic to that mic, your first strike’s your last strike, you strikeout, I gain might, I might fake to the right & strike with the left hand, the hand of god upon you, lift the soul, burn the midnight coals to bestow this hex upon you, sex your bitch slide up in them guts with intensity, bitch when I’m up in you, you know you gon’ be feeling me, don’t expect the blast master to bow out quietly, silently but violently deceive you, cleave you G, it’s your expiration date, invade your space & call it mine, I’m slaying on these beats, Balling Outrageous all the time!..
[OUTRO] (Both)
Suck these..
Baller dicks..
Pleasing..
Dime clits..
(Kyle Spear)
Fucking straight flames dude, that whole track, fire..
(TJ Recluse)
Get the fucking water out!, put that shit out!..
(Kyle Spear)
You can’t, dude you can’t put out these fucking flames bro, they’re too sick..
(TJ Recluse)
Coming-Coming for you!..
(Kyle Spear)
Coming for you motherfuckers!, don’t fuck around dude, we don’t fuck around, Nostalgia!..
(TJ Recluse)
Nostalgia!..
(Kyle Spear)
Word, now we ran out of shit to say so fuck it-
(TJ Recluse)
Haha..
(Kyle Spear)
-haha, fucking track’s over motherfuckers, haha, but you got murdered though on that shit..
(TJ Recluse)
Killed em!..
(Kyle Spear)
Gottee!..
(Both)
Haha..
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