Big Spendino
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Pro beat, amateur lyrics, lets put it online til you happen to hear it
I'm trying get known like the average kid in a matter of time and then have an appearance
On the news so you damn better fear it, you making a career? I'm a damn interference
He's stomping on your song he's/ rocking the Givenchy's/ always with a  blonde beez still he's irres -

Posnsible, honest or not my cock in her throat til her tonsils pulled
Matt the doctor called, he said you ain't white I said I am dog I know it's an obstacle
To believe I defy the generics, doctors can't explain so they flock to the clerics
They can't explain either they should be embarrassed, it's really simple I'm just white and write lyrics

As an amateur I'm proud that I'm rapping like this, biggest thing from the Canada since Pamela's tits/
Try to suck my blood and try to bite my style you'll get a brain freeze like muthafuckin Dracula did/
Cold blooded – gray sweater, khaki's and kicks? If you're a damn Van City Nammer then split/ bring mace to a party, what manners is this? Gentlemen your Vibe ain't for camera's dig?

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This is braggadocio I got hoes from coast to coast
And you know my flow is supposed to go so dope when you intake it – it's coke till ya overdose
The madness in the mind, the tool is the pencil, the proof in your ears, so your ears are essential
You're in love with the image, but the image ain't thinking, the mind does the work, but the face gets credentials
If the song falls of let the bass keep it level, I needa take a breath - fact I needa take several
It's Fogwarts – we hotbox, got a long bottom bitch like I'm Neville
London sure wears the brands from Paris, Matt wears the Vans from Van to Kerris -
Dale down to Richmond where the stoners = careless/ and if you don't wanna toke then I got more to share with

Purple in the joint, Pink in the bottle, Weed and Chocolate I think that's the motto
A wet mind cause my mind is the pen and the wetness all from ink in the bottle
Black in the back cause her ass so good, all these white kids tryna act so hood
Colored her ass because I slap that tush now she's red in the back like a math textbook

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But every bitch I see I pop a cork, juggling –  a metaphor, not the sport
I ain't rich yet but I ball so much it's no effort to get a whore off the court
I pop a squat, like you're papa Doc, and this 8 mile kid here to to stop your thoughts
And I shit on you like I'm Doctor Oct when he beefed with Kool Kieth it was awfully hot

Like when Hopsin taunted lil Weezy and, all this shit flies over Mister Thegian
Someone eventually diss me, I'm pleading him, so I can prove diss rapping is easy shit
Cause gets the disser gets attention, if the name that they mention is somehow important in the game I reckon/
And if you put puns and rhymes while you tease motherfuckers we agree with you, you can't aim against it

So it's all for a buzz, but it works, but I'm all for a buzz from some drugs or some drinks
And another would think I'm a junkie but think In other words I just got money ya dig?
So I blow it away on some drugs and some booze, I'm drinking the weed and I'm puffing the brews
If you say that I'm troubled = one troubled is you, if you had money at this age tell me what would you do