Spontaneous Combustion Lyrics - Task Force - Lil' B

This all our last chance, fuck it, let's go 

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A last chance at the game you gonna see us wailing 

I got that old school swag, harlem styling 

Took a page full of books I wrote 

Can't see double eye leave when I write 

Out of sight, freestyle out of mind 

Might leave you with a dollar sign 

My life too real, I talk, I don't gotta rhyme 

You rappers are fake, all you do is rhyme 

Y'all look up to me like computer time 

People ain't past my level, 

Glock 9 look sick when the sculp is metal 

People catch that case and they plead the devil 

Insane and the brain catch me whatever 

Got love for the earth got love for chatter 

Got love for my bitch she let me fuck whenever 

Man this rap game in you stuck forever 

Like Siamese twins man we stuck together 

Man I always keep it real I don't change the weather 

I'm cold like weather, mike told the beretta 

Black ops, straps, leave your body straight like a mirror 

I'm the only rapper unsigned who really unsigned 

I'm talking on corporate, just a billion dollar grind 

Trap your whole life about 57 times 

Came back from the dead, the bitches gonn feel me 

That bitch suck my dick while I tuck my stubie 

Trust a person far as I know him 

Size him up how I throw him 

Everybody now golden, it's the attitude that make you special 

I told a special same time I move that vessel 

Got dope in the back like cocaine special 

Got rich the game but the dough ain't against you 

Niggas will catch you slipping, ain't no one special 

Crackers catch you slipping and they'll drop the pieces 

Hating on me, you don't know the beef bitch 

Think it's a game but it's really some street shit 

Man I used to be on the block till they put you on defense 

I was smoking weed while you were sitting on bleachers 

I was out doing life while you was relying on teachers 

I'm so blessed to have, no regrets to have 

For real, what's the definition of bad 

I'm in a world on my own, the definition of dad 

If I do any time until that said 

Don't wait till life, being a repeated offender 

Take that slap on the wrist then go teach them gangsters 

Worldwide thugging out we gonna teach the wanksters 

Play all the time now when you life in danger 

I'm so paranoid, I stay strapped with the banger 

Task force coming in, even blasting that strangers 

No mask on my face so you know when I'm dangerous 

Plus we thug with honor, ain't no one acting or staging 

Thugs kill thugs in the hood, 

But wanna learn nothing 

Don't wanna earn something 

Can't make excuses, go out and burn something 

You change your whole life from nothing to something 

Fuck the real, that's the end of discussion 

When I rap it's spontaneous combustion 

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