Lyrics
Termite got the shit that you can hit wit a sledgehammer
Slick when I spit it and stick it wit country grammar
Dirty dirty flirty birdie like Tennessee or Alabama
Y’all just don’t know how to flow like a master
Yo what I got, it’s hot, a plot against the system
Raised on the authority of militarized wisdom
Either you win or lose, don’t choose to be a victim
2nd place is still last if ya can't get past the rhythm
Funky fresh to def ninjas never say die
Whatevers clever on the level, interrogate the spies
Extract the information then give em ear to ear smiles
Razor sharp friends drippin rubies on the rise
Cut you n gut you maybe disembowel a cracka
Does anything I say even really fukn matter
More American horror for ya silver platter
Skull shatterin shit, an anarchist, - the mad hatter
Now let’s get a little jiggy wit it, niggy twiggy fidget spin it
Digi digi all up in it flippin scrypts n spittin pimpin
Dippin and slippin into a fingertippy kitten
Ripped this shit into a wikkid witty submission
-X40L1N
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