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I'm an Instagator period.
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #2,768
Peak in subgenre #1,348
Uploaded
November 13, 2004
Track Files
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MP3 4.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Beat: Sweat Stomp
My scripts are like a lyrical smith wesson//
Unload six clips of spits to split cliques in split seconds//
The spits I spill into this notebook guardian to my vocals//
The words shine like ovalous opals//
Presenting he facts, with relentless attacks//
You step to my raps, like milk, only 1% of you's phat/ fat//
And soon as Ima star, thats not while, is in a minute//
You stop shooting for the stars, cause the sky is the limit//
Confuse my kid with my mic, never other's abuse it//
But Grip the mic till my hand is covered in bruises//
Pants low dance floor//
In San Jo we can't go, the chant goes//
Hook:
I'm the instagator Raining on parades i don't favor, degrader to haters, im a renegade vacate for acres//
Cause I'm a Mothafuckin' 1-0 who the fuck you gone done for//
When I come flow stunt more huns than drunk hoes//
My puns show a different side of you, quiver and shake//
Deliver your fate, which bitch is next to wither in place//
You sliver of waste, play fight and stay nice//
Like daylight, Its in plain sight I'll stay tight//
I blaze mics, my songs can hardly stop//
The bombs I drop were found from the palms of god//
Now stop
We not gone leave until its flaming hot
We blazed and gonna stay uppin this spot
*Beat Change
Since this bitch I gave the hint chicks isn't into sex//
I switch and trade pics 6 kids over the internet//
Wear a winter vest, My flow send chills up your spine//
Skills are divine, send you three different hits at a time//
Send you to splinters of time before abercombie and fitch//
Before Christina agilarias persona was switched//
It's really a sight to see me go psycho//
My eyes glow light and I turn as white as an albino//
A disciple of christ, you could say I'm a mercenary//
But my curses vary, yearning with intercourse virgin mary//
We was first to marry, but i guess we said forget it//
I led her to my bed and sexed her n I don't regret it//
I foiled sadamn loyalists and spoiled there bomb//
And spent the reward for afford abortion towards your mom//
She wore out my charm, but I'm not needing a cure//
Cause the pussy gleefully chases beings like tweetie the bird//
*Beat: Ether
I spit and burn through the ether
Will bring back rap bitch you know you
Not Loved By few hate by many
Lose When I come through theres envy
Your mentor for my flaws 'fore I enter theres applause//
If you don't accept surrender, send the devil my regards//
You got mental menopause, don't try deny the fact//
Why do I reply to rhymes whose fire line is back//
In the sky whose line is back far through pass my last supreme//
You always a step behind like cardiovascular machines//
Sorry to smash your regime, but Ima take it up another notch//
I summon thunder coming while I run from undercover cops//
Your dumb enough to wonder should vegans eat animal crackers//
I crack into laughter, n start snacking on cannibals after//
I'm strapped with diaster, I'm murdering the english language//
My words bring pain thats certainlly gonna sting with damage//
Beat: Hate Me Now
Look over your cold shoulder and see my frozen nose//
Only kept warm by the toaster, the holster closer to my shoulder//
My composure's prone to blow//
I'm holding hopes but they slowly blowing gone//
I'm holding on but my life's bout to swallow me whole//
My only hopes to get the white wolf to follow my soul//
My hallowing mold of lyrics are almost blown away//
Go through hell to get to heaven is the only way//
Next time I should just retreat in advance//
My best rhyme just got washed in the machine with my pants//
But see the difference is, there ain't no differences!//
Difference is an image created from your own imatince//
I'm glaring, staring at the world through my rearview//
My pasts so ugly its broke and I can't see you//
You can love or hate me, you can underrate me//
But I summon thunder, someone from the game is coming to take me//
