GnarlyCharly - SPIT lyrics

[Verse 1] Watch me k** this beat, with these sixteens Six feet under this track i lay Some f** with me others salty like a pack of lays Other n***as sleeping like they taking naps all day But that's ok Imma wake em from they rest That n***a Nathan on my left, i got Chris on my right We DeLaDot still getting n***as nervous We the illest persons when it comes to spitting verses See you thought I sold my soul till you caught me at your Sunday service I'm worthless to a serpent till i surface No need to sweat em, the love i got for music in my genes no denim See I'm really trying to eat so i'm grinding for the green no letuce When it comes to these rappers yo this homie? yea he fears none, gnasty gnarly give euphoria to your ear drum [Verse 2] Yo these bars jaw dropping Just started spitting so you know i'm not stopping Trying to see a billi f** a non believer sh** they know i spazz on the beat like i caught a seizure Gnasty gnarly heating up like i caught a fever I'm here to win, i refuse to take an L Being broke ain't an option either cause that sh** be lame as hell [Verse 3] Gnasty slaughter these actors posing as rappers I sh** on these n***as then i empty my bladder Ain't a volcano but you know i'm spitting magma Rather keep it real... then fake it for the glitz n glamour Kiss my pampers if you disbelieve, dissing me or simply just an obstacle I destroy my competition leave em sleeping in a hospital Spit game stupid, illogical I'm trying to be phenomenal I stay motivated so your hatred yo its harmless Imma make it yo regardless why n***as even bother? Watch you stay at the bottom while your n***a gnasty prosper Ion trust a soul, i watch my back and keep it straight like i watch my posture Brush my shoulder pop my collar cause i'm the f**ing faeces and i think its evident I know i'm elegant You can never f** me over like i'm celibate Got these n***as hella bent So they plotting on my demise and disguise themselves with a friendly face I ain't gotta worry cause i know it wouldn't work any way You need to earn the title of a friend like its heavy weight [Verse 4] Spitting verbal bullets watch me co*k this shotty back Pull the trigger leave the f**ing mic in a body bag Got these non believers in denial Cause gnasty gnarly flow like the Nile My f**ing rhymes dirty like a farmer's finger nails And i slaughter instrumentals everytime i spit a tale n***as just starting to peep these bars b**h you late like you missed the bell See i'm dope got your nose rosy n your cheeks n***as been sleeping like they cosy in em sheets, let em sleep Imma keep grinding till i sail the seven seas, and the gates of heaven creek, when they open 97's illest… b**h