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Samurai Banana - Candy Cigarettes (feat. Spaceman) lyrics

[VERSE 1: SPACEMAN]

Troopers lose it, bodies moving
The superhuman dudes pursue it
You niggas lame, left back in the food chain
A bad aim will fuck you up, better get a new name
Are you insane? the God hold the mic like a loose cannon
The voodoo work its magic any pot he stick his hand in
Imagine no hell or heaven niggas in purgatory
You heard the story now you heard the words of glory
You bore me, my story sticks, you don't exist
I hope you've identified that you ain't fuckin wit this
I get it popping everywhere I go, the real niggas know
You come to my show its so much dope that you overdose
Don't play me close, I'll flip on a nigga in a predicament
I'm sick of weak niggas talking all of that shit
So follow the rules and model yourself after myself
The kamikaze that reside in me allowed me to see

[HOOK: Duncecap & Spaceman]

Over there (over there) over there (over there)
Mother fuckers posted up in the rear
But over here (over here) over (here)
We front and center talking shit in your ear
Over there (over there) over there (over there)
Pop bottles, blow an L in the air
But over here (over here) over (here)
But we the truth, we just makin it clear
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[VERSE 2: DUNCECAP]

Non filtered, candy cigarettes
A sugar high to die by while i lie in my regrets
Use my best to chest puff my way into the lime light
Half a blunt and an alibi, i'm trying to impress
Better rest up, bless up, "get some, marine"
Type to come out the locker half man half machine
Steam burn. Learn the stone cold method
The totem pole falls when the base gets disrespected
I'm going to let it all roll off my hands into a pile
While you fuckers suffocate in your own sweat and bile
Childish, I thought i was the frail one
Your girl don't approve of how you use your hands and tongue
Damn young and leeched the ego out you people
Breathing feels deceitful, like your oxygen's evil
Duncecap in the corner with a cracked can o petrol
Watching flies drop knowin life's not special

[HOOK: Duncecap & Spaceman]

Over there (over there) over there (over there)
Mother fuckers posted up in the rear
But over here (over here) over (here)
We front and center talking shit in your ear
Over there (over there) over there (over there)
Pop bottles, blow an L in the air
But over here (over here) over (here)
But we the truth, we just makin it clear

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