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Amuse - Blocka Lyrics

[Intro]
Redda
Ayy, nightmare Freddie, you see Bando in the cut
Boy, that sight right there scary
Watch yo' soul come out yo guts
Boy, that sight there funeral

Ooo
Nigga how the fuck you mean
You ain’t blowing steam how the fuck you hotter than me
You been speaking my name boy he way outta yo league
He was leaking like syrup we had cut him down like a tree
Drop the body Christmas Eve
It was still blood on the leaves
Nigga it’s Still blood on the gloves and it still Fistin up when it sqeeze
Boy I’m walking how I rock that snoop Alice on my feet
If you a square we hop scotch and knock blelight and leave 'em right there funeral, ooh

[Verse 1]
Nigga, how the fuck you mean?
You ain’t blowing steam, how the fuck you hotter than me?
You been speaking my name boy, he way outta yo' league
He was leaking like syrup, we had cut him down like a tree
Drop the body, Christmas Eve
It was still blood on the leaves
Nigga, it’s still blood on the gloves and it still fistin' up when it squeeze
Boy, I’m walking how I rock, that's new-balance on my feet
If you a square, we hopscotch, and knock blocks out yo' physique
[Verse 2]
Ayy, blocka nigga
Get it poppin' nigga
I ain’t even rob a nigga
Wiggin' like I’m robbin' nigga
Heating up like lava nigga
Making noise like lockers nigga
We just got the drop, we got you figured like a problem nigga
Wiggin' like I’m Martin Lawrence
Nigga, you get tall for torment
Smoke is in the air, clouds overheads, but only hollows stormin'
If you ever was informing, you be far more than dormant
Boy I’m talkin' chloroform and torture nigga more exploring
Warlord nigga, more tour, I strike yo' coordinates
I’m a whore for horror, iris glow, and see the cyclone formin'
Wasn’t born a psycho, get destructive that’s when I get bored
I grab the devil by the horns as you can see the gores disorient
Art of War
I define a carnivore, be a side walker or-
I’ll take you to the chalking board
I can’t even offer more I’m clutching like I'm rob a whore
If you not a connoisseur of guap the fuck you talking for?
I’m more like a dinosaur the god feel like an omnivore
Opps know I’m omnipotent
Probably smoke illuminate no wonder my eyes be open
What the fuck you mean?
Nigga that mean I can’t be seen
Niggas can’t see me like John Doe or John Cena
That Celine Dion won ton
He wet shit, ain't a scene
He on ice. like the rink
Fin to catch you, like the ring
Put a nigga by the beam
Bodda boom Bodda bing
He get shot by sink
He gon' die on the sink
Let the flies gonna eat
Rigamortis he gon' bleed
Cut the torso to the feet
End of story, his defeat