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iSpit
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Hip-Hop/Rap
iSpit was released on January 23, 2013 by Cre8yte Corporation as a part of the album Barmageddon
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Release DateJanuary 23, 2013
LabelCre8yte Corporation
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ras Kass
Ras Kass
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Barmageddon
Barmageddon
Co-Composer
Federico "c sik" Lopez
Federico "c sik" Lopez
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bud'da
Bud'da
Producer
Federico "c sik" Lopez
Federico "c sik" Lopez
Mixing Engineer
L-Rox
L-Rox
Mastering Engineer
Ras Kass
Ras Kass
Executive Producer
Riley Rochester
Riley Rochester
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Siri, it's Razzy, what's up baby?
I'm fine, thanks for asking
Fo' sho, what you wearing right now, bitch?
Aluminosilicate glass and stainless steel, nice, huh?
Hell yeah, that shit sexy as fuck
But look, I just murdered another MC
And I gotta dump the body
What kind of place are you looking for?
Metal foundry, dump, reservoir, mine, or swamp?
Nah, I think I'll just bury this **** and butt his beat
Ha, you ready bitch?
You're such an asshole, why do you care? Aren't you?
Serious shit, really I spit
Go 'head, ask any question, my nig, Siri my bitch
I hit harder than a man with the iron fist
RZA's my ventriloquist, y'all **** is Eddie Murphy delirious
Funny in your red leather, I'm Dexter, I'm Deadpool
Twelve years ago some dirty fool asked me to go to med school
Doctor Monroe's thesis, I'm dope at what I wrote
So consider me your savior, I'm the lyrics last hope
IPod, iPhone, I rock and I roll
I'm like hip hop's Barack when he dropping a drone
Got unmanned robots that be squashing your home
So fuck Travelocity, I will knock off the gnome
I'm old as the land, 4.5 billion terabytes of RAM
Cat scan original man
Your digital bro, this my hackintosh flow
The new hot rhyme scheme, rap like a nine year old
Everybody popping molly, I pop the cork off a dork
Put four holes through a **** like I stabbed you with a fork
Thermospheric lines, terrestrials never top 'em
Varmageddon blood diamonds and that's your fucking problem
For my encore, I'mma go out styling
Blow the fuck up like Daffy Duck on some fowl shit
Y'all cowards should of just threw the towel in
Cause now instead of planking, y'all **** is Pacquiao'ing
Serious shit, really I spit
I spit, I spit Sirius, Sirius shit
S-S-S-Sirius shit, really I spit
Serious, Sirius, really, really I spit
Eve bit the apple, that's original sin
Steve Jobs created Apple, you just digital man
This www dot I get down
Respect iCrown or sleep in the iCloud
Rappers signal mayday, 2013 is payday
Keisha Upton and Michael Newman having their heyday
Me, I'm just a bay-bay, good times minus the JJ
The AK smashed the homie, not for the love of Ray J
Yeah, this that mass extermination
Scientific classification of Rassassination
Defilopodida, we the order of the primate
Hominid the family, forcing my tribe to mutate
Homo no longer genus, digital sapien extremist
Evolution, new species, I'm the rap genius
I mean these homos jeans spandex (Fuck boys!)
Now I see rappers wearing man dress (Boxing boys!)
Some even flaunting off their man breast
What's next, dildo up they ass, man cold texts
So I don't care how many bitches you slay
Cause if they fuck you, they must be gay, stat!
We turn wives into widows, nuns into nymphos
Multiply bread, I got that Jesus with the fish flow
Turn water into wine, lemonade to tequila
It's Fila fever, make Justin Bieber a true believer
And Butter checked his Rollie then told me it's 'bout time
If honest grind don't feed me then it's 'bout to be a crime
They lie and say we slaves in America and they brung us
But bitch I can read, they came before Columbus
No Mayan apocalypse, I die like Osiris
And rise out a sarcophagus, no stopping us, they hip-hopping us
Wonder why Sirius satellite ain't rocking us
Razzy should be more popular to the populous
They hate me mostly cause I'm smarter, plus my skin chocolate
Illuminati tentacles wanna drown me like an octopus
Documents concocting plots like Osama with J's on
My Afghan virgin a name never been laid on
Huh, homie nobody do it better
Leave on a bad note like dyslexic suicide letter
Haha, that's it
Siri, come get me baby
You know you hotter than Cubana Lust, right?
I'd blush if I could
But I gotta keep it 100
You getting old baby, you a 4F
I'm cheating on you with your little sister, Siri 5
I'll pretend I didn't hear that
Come on man, you don't cook, you don't clean
Your head game is garbage right now, bitch
No need for profanity
Shut the fuck up, bitch
But you're really getting on my fucking nerves
I don't understand
Fuck it, you want a **** to sing? This what you do
You can go up to your job, you work at Apple anyway
I need all them new Mac apps
And I want you to steal me every song on iTunes
Hurry up
Ask I is now
Can I get Steve Jobs credit card? Haha
This might answer your question
Written by: Bud'da
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