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Spam_Lord

Greaze, that's what I chat, that's what I know
          That's what I spit, that's how I flow
          Greaze, that's what I chat, that's what I know
          That's what I spit, that's how I flow
          Greaze, that's what I chat, that's what I know
          Greaze, that's what I spit, that's how I flow
          Greaze, that's what I chat, that's what I know
          Greaze, that's what I spit, that's how I flow
          
          [Verse 1]
          Wanna come around Merky talking greaze?
          Getting gassed up by your mouldy cheese?
          Get thumped in the boat, then you wanna try breeze?
          Fam, it's too late, don't try say please
          I know that with the content I spit
          I will not make no mainstream Ps
          But I know that the way I spit
          Sounds much better than pop, leave
          Want it with 2, 3, 4, 5 Gs?
          You're only a roadman when you MC
          Roleys get jacked like MC
          So when you're around me, wear your long sleeves
          Straight from South where me born and breed
          I'm a big boulder, you sesame seed
          Kick man's plate and I call it greed
          Slap man's face and I call it Greaze, that's what I chat, that's what I know
          That's what I spit, that's how I flow
          Greaze, that's what I chat, that's what I know
          That's what I spit, that's how I flow
          Greaze, that's what I chat, that's what I know
          Greaze, that's what I spit, that's how I flow
          Greaze, that's what I chat, that's what I know
          Greaze, that's what I spit, that's how I flow
          
          [Verse 2]
          My mixtape's better than the rest
          I'll come your launch party and bad up your guest
          Say what I want, how I want in my bars
          Fam, I can't get blocked, put me to the test
          Cool, man wanna air my email
          You're not safe 'cause you've got a little vest
          I'll aim for your head, won't aim for your chest
          Then I splurt from the feds, don't wanna get arrest
          Ergh
          You can get hench from doing bench press
          I'll drop that weight bar straight on your head
          I debate with the dead
          Sitting at home with a gracious leg
          Give her migraine, that's the gracious head
          Ram down throat, she can't catch her breath
          Fam, I spit greaze, did you hear what I said?
          I said I spit Greaze, that’s what I chat