Ammo - Evil Spells Lyrics

Sit back and f*ckin' listen, The Twisted Linguist came to shit on y'all
Whole disposition, And he's on a mission, but not like jehovah
Witness, Cause he came here to spit the motherf*ckin
Illest shit, Y'all ever listened to
And he's about to bring the whole crew, And act a damn fool, by blowin' up your whole
School, And not pickin' up a damn tool, cause he's
Insistin, He'd rather pick up his fist and get straight
At the shit, The path that we on is nothin' but straight
Wrath, Go ahead and laugh, while you do that, there
Goes another f*ckin' lap, I'm just movin' so fast, nickname, might be
The flash, bitch, Cause I'm on a streak, that you can never
Beat, Unless you wanna grab my meat, and make
Sure it's empty, For the eighth time this week, but it's
Still the first day, So grab some f*ckin' first aid, cause carpal
Tunnel with me is a sure thing, And now it's time to take off your motherf*ckin
Shirt, Cause on the street, I'ma put your ass to
F*ckin' work, Cause I found out my worth, since my first
Breath was worthless, But now like a chef, I'm out here servin
Cold dishes to all the bitches, that could never listen to the midget
But now they wishin' I gave em' a chance, Rather just shit in my hands and give em
A hand, Yes, a round of applause, cause I'm so appalled
They talk to me like I ain't a boss, Talkin' that shit, man, y'all should go floss
Takin' a loss, what the f*ck is that
Haven't had to do that since I had a f*ckin' pack
Strapped to my f*ckin' back, Now y'all bout to make the maniac go up and
F*ckin' act
Jumped out the f*ckin' back, matte black Cadillac
Strapped up, kill it, black flag, Sippin' cognac
Gas up in my blunt, lace, bitch, we upperclass, Count my cash, stone face, lines up on the
Glass, Bloodthirst, when I fight, can't forget
The brass, Knuckle up with a knife, storm's about to
Pass, Boogie man with black mask, man's about to
Spaz, Sneakin' to your pad, strapped, happened
In a flash, Evil spell sent from hell, grab the body
Bags, What's on my mind, toe tags, chloroform rags, Drive by at midnight, hand grenades blast
Who turned your whole clique to Ash Young aftermath