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Lunacy Spooks EP | 2005
hiphop rap unsigned krafty skittle sneek folkestone kingpinz skeemer sleazi lunacy spooks lunacy lunacy hip hop krafty and skittle krafty and sneek
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Sneek, Krafty, Sleazi, Skittle, Puffy, Skeemer, Berrie, Defont.
Lunacy Spooks are Sneek, Krafty, Sleazi, Skittle, Skeemer, Puffy, Berrie, Defont.
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Peak #946
Peak in subgenre #513
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2005 Lunacy Spooks
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July 25, 2009
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MP3 3.0 MB 128 kbps 3:14
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Written & Performed by Lunacy Spooks.
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VERSE #1 (Skittle) Haha this a duet I'm smelling of the Lynx Effect, let's rinse this set A new murder case involving a gay's throat I stabbed him with the mic before he could say "yo" I do anything for money, yo, you wanna buy some playdough? Sh*t, wrong pocket, I just sold that kid yayo Ah, oh well, now I got some loose change Let's move onto the next kid that's got a cute face Salute mates, then close up their airwaves with tooth paste Am I really a fruit cake? 'Coz all I've got is blue tape in my suitcase I just wanna squeeze this stone to give it a new shape CHORUS x2 Yo, you're gonna be dead quick I've got a f*cking machete to make your head split I paint the walls with your brains in your bedsit I'll murder you and whoever else said sh*t VERSE #2 (Krafty) Anybody deciding to step to this will get wrecked and squished I'll rip your f*cking soul out so you stand next to it Your vest is ripped 'coz the motherf*cking tech just hit You f*cking dumb b*tch, you must have a deathwish The Lunacy Spooks ain't no group to mess with Type to convict my mind of a crime and arrest it Lethal with the motherf*cking trigger But with blades I'm brutal, could your bloodstains get any bigger? Went to the Ill Out Show and proved I was iller 'Coz I'm an Ace when I'm Invisible And f*ck Formula One, I'm raw with a gun, I move quicker My urge is to hurt quick, and I ain't talking verses Real life sh*t Cutting my sandwiches with the steel knives I kill wives with CHORUS x2 Yo, you're gonna be dead quick I've got a f*cking machete to make your head split I paint the walls with your brains in your bedsit I'll murder you and whoever else said sh*t VERSE #3 (Sleazi) Hey, you don't know me I'm Sleazi, when pull my 45, it scream "squeeze me!" "Please me, don't leave, you know you need me!" So I left the gat and went for rhymes I never thought raping your own mother was a crime I used to beat the b*tch and say don't worry You know it's gonna be fine So I used to be that kid who used to stab people with icepoles Until I was old enough to start penetrating arseholes I get a funny feeling the b*tch didn't like it when I Slashed open her dog and hung him from the ceiling What's wrong with that? I thought it looked appealing CHORUS x2 Yo, you're gonna be dead quick I've got a f*cking machete to make your head split I paint the walls with your brains in your bedsit I'll murder you and whoever else said sh*t
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