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Stomp (feat. Guilty Simpson)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Stomp (feat. Guilty Simpson) was released on June 2, 2009 by Soulspazm as a part of the album Double Barrel
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Release DateJune 2, 2009
LabelSoulspazm
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marco Polo
Marco Polo
Performer
Torae
Torae
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marco Polo
Marco Polo
Songwriter
Torae
Torae
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marco Polo
Marco Polo
Producer

Lyrics

**** I hit the track, [dumb it ??] these rap dudes can't tell me nothing
Fit in the back clicking the clack is [done it??]
I got fam from [???????]
This shit is locked down where you runnin?
My shit more dope your hope they catch me in your scope
The ending of my rope fo help 'em to cope better
But now my **** get it together as long as I breathe
Believe this bitch sick forever trust shit, crush
Hard rocks in the dust all that rah-rah talk
Bring it down to a hush if he thinks big tits
Bring it down to the bus and let's thrusts no more to discuss
**** it's evident better and told better than you ever been
Your whole rap is irrelevant My shit heaven sent
I got the gift, little **** and yours got return to sender
When it come to the bars the outcome of my output is harsh
And make 'em say "oh my God", some **** came to fame and still be lost
They still ain't ill or got nothing for us it's the proof
I choke trace the mic when I'm in the booth
And often they write that I am the truth A competition [??]
If y'all in the building I'm on the roof on top of a mall
You watching, plotting our [??]
Even if I lose my step, I'm a head of you all
My shit dop like the arm Kurt Cobain put heroin on
Knowing 'fore he blew his brains over the wall
[??] with no holds barred when I pin it
Name a **** that's more authentic
I'm more vintage you raw image and I won't stop spitting until you all finish
I got an East Coast fam from the city of New York
Hungry sitting at the table with two forks
And Bo knows that it don't take two sports to ball
I run up in your favorite broad and won't call
[??] summer frontrunner producer
Known to remix his phone number I'm unlisted
Tote the gun biscuit aim bitch shoot you folks and run with it
Come get it arbitual track killer spaz on beats then smack up rap ****
Heartless y'all all just moving targets
And I'll prove that it's an improving market
We raise the bar and blaze cigars from the city where they run up and take your car
Running dogs Torea and Marco piss black dark flow
Get that dough and duck narco
Written by: Marco P. Bruno, Torae Liston Carr
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