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Floppy Disko

from Grape Culture by TEAM SODA

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lyrics

Trillest, illist, I kill it
Eat rappers I threw on skillets
I skin em and rip it, I’m Hannibal
Cannibalistic
Lyrics hold em’ like rivets
Banana clips, I split it
I peel it, spit it, regurgitate shit it up on yo dinner plate
And I for you critics
I ain't a nigglet, I’m a a nigga tryna get it, you get it?
You don’t, I leave u beheaded
That means you deaded, I said it, I meant it
I’m a menace, pendulum swinging over ya terrace

The future of rap
Running laps, as I run rappers
That I put in the past, live in the present
I don't give gifts cuz my incentive is to murder all u motherfuckers u get it?
Since adolescence I added up all my bullets
Trying to get you to pull it
They thriving to hear my sentence
Arriving up to the pulpit I feel like I'm Malcolm X
Theres a hunnit niggas looking and aiming right at my chest

Im just an anti body 
I’m ready set go
Cuz I’ll fuck anybody
Btich take this floppy disko

Yeah, yeah

1st is the curse 
2nd is death
So I nutted on her breast and gave her that treasure chest 
Its nothing too complex 
Magazines on the shelf
I reload the shells 
Buss down bitch, bussing this head
Bussin lead
He buggin’ his cousin is dead 
Cussin' instead
Tryna fuckin run from the Feds 
He off the meds
Somebody better offer some sense
We ain't friends, told the boy fall out like Pete Wentz 

Son-ing niggas like I adopted you
Fuck who fathered you
Nigga ya mother should of swallowed you
Tell em that I'm sliding through the cut
Split the gut then ya mullet
And I’m coming in the game, my signature  on a bullet
Fuck a 9-5, fire burning in my eyes
All these damn spies, and I’m tired of all the lies
These guys in disguise I despise on the rise
If you fed up put your hands to the skies

credits

from Grape Culture, released April 7, 2017
Art by Jill Blutt

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TEAM SODA Boston, Massachusetts

Team Soda creates music without being restricted to a genre. Blending everything from Afrobeat to Rap to Metal, Team Soda just cares about getting the audience moving. The easy-to-enjoy-but-hard-to-label style spawns fans of all ages, regardless if they grew up listening to Kanye West, Fela Kuti, or Tool. ... more

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