Sol Miranda - Grimace

Hey Sol, your words are fantastic
Hey Sol, you turned me a fanatic
Hey Sol, you really above average
Hey Sol, you got my pussy doing backflips
Dam girl, you fiening for the package
I’m so with it come on March up to my madness
Bend it down let me see ya on the mattress
Cheeks spread out let me shock ya like I’m static
Oh no
Thought you were ready for the action
No photo
I think this might have been an accident
I’ve got to go
My mamma calling me she wal-din (Wylin)
I’ll rock ya boat
If you wanna call me Captain
With the hook
You know I’m slaying when I’m cracking in
He’s a crook
The way I always make it happen with
With some friends
When i haze you with this acid
Leave ya shed
Of ya skin like arachnids
Getting big Molting into perfect specimens
It’s evidence
That the boy evolving every second with the elements
Rolling up the evil before I smoke it with the sediments
Just to make em feeble with retrieval of the present tense
Like how you sposed to beat em when they cheating on the regular
How you expect to hear the people when you acting predator
Like everyone is evil I’m the hero of this metaphor
Oh Sol I’m not dissing I’m just repeating all ya seminars
This is what you preaching to these people like the senator
So show us that you mean it get to pleading and don’t treat us like expendables
You need us as your settlers
No more cloudy days when you save us unless we getting high like nebulas
Hmm
I agree with ya right na
Ash vs Evil this the prequel how you find out
How I saved the world from the evil that’s been right out
In front of your faces you can’t explain this to someone who ain’t hot now
Dropping bombs I fly out
Hiroshima tight now
Need diesel when I chow down
I’m lethal when I’m profound
Need needles for my pow pow
Like halo when I crouch down
Tea bagging all who fall down Before me
Don’t let me catch you with my holy
Rays of sunshine that’s just another name for what I’m holding
The Velcro strap
they ain’t on sketchers neither so go and pull ya elbow back
Before it snaps in half
When this gat flies back
I spray at all who cap
I don’t allow you to lie in the Sol Circle
If you cross the line I hope you brought ya Sol snorkel
Cause you’ll drown underwater with some sea anemone
Metaphorically and spiritually I done slayed so many entities
That’s why I have the right to talk my shit
Cause i make sure to take care of all my enemies
This Velcro sticks
Don’t have to aim won’t miss
Make it spray like piss
When I’m wilding off the liq taking shots smoking cigs

Written by:
Peter Miranda

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