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Never No More Lyrics - 93 'til Infinity - Souls Of Mischief

Intro/chorus: 

 

Never no more, never no more 

Never will a sucka score, never no more 

Never no more, never no more 

Never will a sucka score, never no more 

 

[tajai] 

 

Message recorded, lessons be stored in 

This mental core it's, like lentil porridge 

Nas-t, massey, be the last g 

From medical texts to class me 

Ask me, if I had to grip my pad 

The riffs I grab would rip and stab 

The kids that sag the shit they strap 

Is flavorless, and wreckless 

Your bestest behavior gets 

I plays the hits, displays the shit 

A razor gets parlayed amidst 

And later splits a feeling that 

I made ya hit, a really phat I gave to kids 

When I punched em 

I crunch men, at a function 

 

[phesto] 

 

Ponder on this, I swallowed the spliff with elocution 

Encompassing the pompous means when I escalate my tool 

Shins get split, men get spindled swiveled pivoted 

By my riveting centrifuge 

I swindling crews, bringing a fist to bruise 

Pulverizing skulls annihilating trifling dunces 

Pulling rifle pumps to stifle punks when my knife splits 

Split your spleen hit you clean in the kisser 

When I twist a riddle I'm breakin the brittle 

And flimsy with my whimsy 

Puns and phrases I stun and phase kids 

Terrorize em paralyze em paraplegic, when I leave em 

Mindless spineless vertabraetless with menengitis 

I earn em swift and minus a life with my nine 

 

Chorus 2x 

 

[a-plus] 

 

I get the props, you get the buttocks 

I know my what nots, stoppin flows like blood claats 

Nah, 'cause that's a bad word in jamaican 

And I am that, grams packed 'cause my jam's phat 

So get the beaner butter we discovered treasure 

You're sweet when I stomp you with my feet just for pleasure 

'cause I write the rhymes like a slave'll pick the cotton 

The best from the west 'cause I'm fresh and you're rotten 

Take out the trash or I'll take it out your ass 

With a blast from the past in the future, I'll shoot ya 

But for the present beatdowns will suffice 

Lose 'cause you choose to be down with some mice 

You dumb dunces I come once it's my time to 

Wanna hear a joke? I'm you 

Don't you wish I won't dismiss your treachery 

I bet you be, leaving upon a stretcher g 

 

[opio] 

 

I'm coming tighter, your rhymes are oreida 

Little reminescent of the poetry I write 

A-stoundingly, you're sounding like me, might we 

Step outside and settle this I cause catastrophes 

I laugh at these cause my shit is astonishing 

Demolishing, you and your following I'm swallowing 

Mc's like I was a black hole ramsack those 

Wack flows who chose to oppose 

I don't suppose, dare or where my stubble grows 

Reverses the process, God bless you swing and whoa it's you! 

Opio, disposes of crews like snotty tissues 

I rip through bodies with corkscrews you wish you never tried 

 

Chorus 2x 

 

Never again 

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