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Kid Vishis - The Future feat. HorseShoe Gang Lyrics

Oho, they shoot
Fake emcees bore me, it’s cool cause unfortunately
In georgie porgie sorority has no authority
This ain’t writing, you ain’t a killer
So what you gonn do against some niggas who ain’t fighting with you
Here’s a hint, 11 pop, medics, doc, heaven, god
You know where I’m going with this
You’ll be fired from your job cause you rap niggas tryina have a knife fight
Well I brought a fire in squad

My nigga Vishis told me spazz, my spit is sharp and splits a broken glass
Pick the biggest chrome and split your dome in half
My click is so advanced, dope as ethiopian opium,
giving dope to cats,
Without sittin on the ave.
Ya'll fuckin talk tough
What you all fronting n' soft huh?
When yall could be as big as ?? with paul bunyan
yall running when that saw doth dumping
like I told this blind broad sucking my dick
I’m the hardest thing you never saw coming
It’s all funny, games to me, fly till I die
If my plane crash in the ocean, it’s plane to see
shoe G.A.N.G. this psycho click invite your chick to give me suction lipo shit
I’m so sick, psychosis, my only family is them hammers my nena is my psycho-sis
Yeah I lay you niggas flat, my nine is stretch
My 9 keep bodies on him, that’s why I call my 9 a stretch

Fuck a freestyle I flow for cheddar
Dudes that’s locked up in the pen would tell you why free
And bars don’t go together
It’s like I’m obese, I ain’t fit to loose
A big winner in my whip, look out the giant victor cruise
I’m just a glock tucker, spot taker, pump suckers, drop fuckers
You chop lumber, shot ducker, my gun will pop under the top gun
My raybans on, I need my eyes covered I’m scot summers
I wish a nigga wood that mean I’m hoping your album flop fucker cob nukka
Hell of a rapid gunner wit rachets I split your melon in half with hatchet
Now the fellows are half with
I got an adamantium skeleton, I got several enhancements
With 2 bad chicks, I get double the ass, like stealthin assassin
Every man gonn hear me spittin, I make em lend me an ear
I’m the reason Van Gogh's ear is missin
I’m on the track with raps Joe Jurevicius
And my team of heat packers in a lambo filled with bitches

To say you want a feature is like tryina phone to reaper
I start to blow on keisha to verbally paint the monalisa
Fucking the game holding her, making her moan and won’t release her
Watch haters like over seas, if I see ya it’s oversee ya, see ya
Y’all can’t see is, it’s all for the ass and tits
It’s time to go, I help you leave us
Make you part of my magic trick
I’am saw you in half and then, tell you sorry you had to split
I’m get busy in your hood with my tools
Automechanic shit, in my dickies in the hood
Wit my shoes I’m talking about my clique
If we bust, it’s a time piece bust,
Your cardiac last tic tic, and kenny's really good
But my crew against them, you got no chance
But I pull your brain out your skull take the matter in my own hands
I’ma elevate your mind, let’s see how high in the sky your brain go
One, blat, blat, it takes 2 like the tango
Who like to tango and get placed in the bag
You ain’t no threat, I’m anal sex A pain in the ass

While you’re popping bottles with models,
I’m holocaustle, and hostile, n' i'll hot you with a hollow tip
See my apostols collosal nigga, I demolish you pricks
With a diabolical medley, that will leave a mark
Like you biological dead beat
When it's time to rock and roll,
I remind you of presley
Cause I am robbing you niggas, then I nirvana your headpiece
I sayonara you, your arms are too
Short to try and box with zeus
I ain’t right cause I am boxing you lefty's

It’s murder season, I'll leave any person bleeding
I don’t even need a third of a reason if he worse than heathens
When I’m reaping my murder theises
Reverse is the birth of jesus
I’m swinging on Hercules i’m beefing with any motherfucker breathing
Yeah, I’ve been a dick like arnold, y’all motherfuckers been a fraud
It’s like you traveled the world nigga you been a broad
Like denis rod, rhyming like you hard
You should change your name like snoop cause you lyin (Lion) like a dog

Fake emcees bore me, it’s cool cause unfortunately your Georgie Porgie sorority has no authority
This ain’t writing, you ain’t a killer
So what you gonn do against some niggas who ain’t fighting with you
Here’s a hint, 11 pop, medics, doc, heavens, god
You know where I’m going with this
You’ll be fired from your job cause you rap niggas tryina have a knife fight
Well I brought a fire in squad

You could describe me as Big L with a lit L,
You spit, you just another bitch to the prince like fit veil
Fucking dick heads, my niggas been in the trap
Push birds out of that window like big way
How could you possibly stop me, I'm rocky, your not a G,
mockery
Modern days philosophies against Socrates
Box with me, must be out of your vegetable
Wanna be looked as a g, not even looked as a heterosexual
Just picture michael meyers with a sniper rifle
Freddie Kruger with a Ruger, I’m fin Medula the intruder
Not coming to accuse you, I show up, put your hoe up
Get your dough up, or shit getting tow up
Nigga getting shot from the toe up
When Vishis and the Horseshoe pop up at your home, the teks (Text) we shoot
Will not pop on your phone
You a snitch I look at you and hear sirens
But remind me of a detective cause you like dick and private
(outro)
Sick em! Hahahaha yeah, you now tuned into the motherfucking future
Yeah, horseshoe gang, cob, motherfucker kid vishis
You know what it is, warrup crook, come on
Sick em.


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