Prim0s - Shpooky (feat. MyGuy FlyRy & Eugene Miranda)

Ry's here, Ry's here
Shpooky
Tell mommy to grab the Tommy, a zombie done caught a homie
Then it daunted that these rhymes is haunted
Verbal vomit, don't be astonished
No need to comment
Just clean it with the Comet
You blessed to hear these verses
Cash in
I'm a prophet
I'm off it
On another topic, drop it like the roof
I'm a wolf
Talk recluse
Cause I'm off of the loose
They wanna see me lose in a noose
But I refuse
I'm a winner
Now where's papa's dinner
Heard he was a sinner
In the beginna
Aren't we all
Better judge your inner
I stand tall amongst em all
Garnet in the center
Can't remember too much Timber
Seamoss got em in a blender
Spit like Cam in a mink sweater
Ghost with the Pelle leather
Go against the Prim0s
Lil mans you should know better
We versatile
Got different styles
This just the beginning though
Hope you got your popcorn ready
This movie getting shpooky yo
Shpooky
Yo
Lethal opponent
Bad attitude
Own it
My style's versatile
Imitate but never clone it
We building independent with the fam
And that's a bonus
You can try to postpone it
But know that this is our moment
Schedule one the dopest
Funk Master flex I'm focussed
I'm tired of all these wack rappers
This is your final notice
Power come from the melanin
Ruler oh so benevolent
I am master of cypher and self
Ain't no one better than
Working on them late nights
It's showtime David Letterman
Terminate imposters
The cha-cha choppers
They severance
Prim0s is the squad
The illest crew that there's ever been
No weapon formed against God
Cypher divine
Could ever win
One shot one kill
Consistent
No one hit wonder
I'm creeping up on a come up
With knowledge of self no mumble
My mission's to loot and plunder
You under the wrong impression
Thinking your style's impressive
And honestly that's a bummer
Shpooky
Aight
When I pull up
Gat pop
Case solved
Matlock
I got the super power
Black power
Call me Hancock
This is smooth handoff
My brother went to Randolph
Shot him in his back
On the plug
Cause he ran off
It was more like cross country
Shorty said she bleed monthly
I don't mean to bogart
But you could call the boy Humphrey
That's as random as it gets though
This rocket on my hip blow
I'm starving like I'm a
Hungry hungry hippo
Go crazy like schizo
Ry got the skits yo
Out of this world
Like I made another zip code
This zip for the flip though
Whip him wit a pistol
Kim Jong to Don Juan
Ry got the missiles
Swear I don't miss though
These diamonds on my wrist glow
This your last supper
On that drink you better sip slow
Nice with the word play
I do this dog ery day
Speak a different lingo
Do you copy
Comprende
Shpooky
Aight
Yo
Fly Rye and Eugene Miranda on the scene
We got the dutch masters
And it's time to trim the trees
Roll it
Spark it
Smoke it
Iron lung
You know my steez
You think you f**king with this
Got three words
My n***a please
I'm on that bulls**t
Hollow tip bars loaded
Ready to dump a full clip
I'm a real n***a
Hard coded
I slump a fool quick
You call what you do talent
I call that s**t a cool trick
F**k a time and place
Ain't no punches pulled bitch
Call me Dylon
Top five s**t
I'm the full list
The brother with divine third eye optics
Lyrical drop kicks
Dominate all of my opps quick
Keep your distance
Ain't afraid to choke a legend
Ever seen Eraser Head
Everything is fine in heaven
Primo's on the track
Ain't no second guessing
Swinging sharp swords and poison darts in your direction

Written by:
Kelvin Whyms, Ryan Green, Skylar Green

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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