SLURP (Prod. LUNAR VISION)

Slurp Slurp Slurp
Slurp it up
Slurp Slurp Slurp
Slurp it up
Aye
[Verse 1: Gizmo]
I slurp the ***** juice like my last sip of soup
Get the **** up out my way ***** Im coming through
All these rappers act like b*****s at a barbecue
I serve it raw give these p***ies all the stomach flu
I need that ***** on my face ***** where you at girl
Ima **** you all night break yo back girl
**** a rapper Im surpassing thats a fact boy
Go put the gun up to my face I know you strapped boy
God damn
Take a hit of spice what I get like
Aint no comparing to Gizmo eating after midnight
You dont want no trouble ***** Im leaning on my fist strike
I just want my blade inside your face conduct a [?] strike
Sith like
Im always pissed off *****
Everywhere I go you getting flicked off *****
Spray the rap game with my piss offs *****
I aint ***** * with these lames they getting picked off *****
[Verse 2: Fukkit]
Woke up this morning and I have no feel
Never when Im on anytime I kill
Detach me from this world, unreal
Nightlife, far cry never reach his
My right, your life, never big deal
Bide my time I really, exhale
Do or die, when I lie, spirit dies, chill
Watch me crucify anytime but my own will, no feel
Car can, any, whereas, not a villain, but a Akria
When its friction, dipping, fast
Smoking, Ahhh
I wanna die stoned
Bar-be-lo
**** I got a redshirt
All on your clothes, guess you have cancer
Some as it goes
Wishing for an answer
Will we ever know
What is answered