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This Game (Breathe)

from (cannibal mixtape) Appetizers by Mike-C

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Lyrical mind corruption, please be careful.

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First given all praises and honor to Pete Sake, The rest of y'all are cheap skates that can't afford a cheesesteak, You wanna battle for a date, Homey I'm the Fonz and your nick minaj before she fucked lil Wayne, coming back from Eugene Hydro planing contemplating coming close to these pine trees to get my car cleaned, smashed into a car holding 6 keys, so obviously there's nobody doper than me, Fuck sunday morning this shit is easier than soldier boy fucking up a shoulder lean drunk yelling I'm on Jacob team, you young fucks are twilights out in the day time twinkling, or out at the strip club at night sprinkling, I'm at a bar like what up baby your jingling, why not me and your conglomerates start to mingling, the feeling that she's feeling is me fingering, I figure that she's just a dope Emcee who can't breathe.

Lyrically nobodies fucking with me (but the weed I can't breathe, I can't breathe) I Killa nigga punk verse Boy (but the smoke in me I can't breathe)
Slashing rappers in half like a sandwich (fuck with me you won't breathe) If it ain't raw I can't brand it (breathe Mike-C, Mike Breathe)

We gone get higher than a mother Fucker while her baby sleep and beat that baby bowl until I batter another, I hope you don't end up being a sibling, mentally missing a link that makes me care what y'all think, Dr. thought missed his train now I've blacked out for 3 days, woke up in a bitch named Bugatti that liked to slip niggas molly in they drink, my pants were made by Tom Ford so this was uncalled for, This bitch Birdie without even yelling fore, Gavin You've got to calm down, golf clap, clap now, leave yo grandma assed out, act now flash out, like a KODIAK TAKING A SELFIE, so help me if you say you god, I'm ah have your dog killed by Joe Peschi, after a wonderful game of fetch, Now what's left Plastic Ties I guess work, I ball park we need gags for at least 3 or more not including the 2 kids between 7 and 4 single bolt lock that's even if you lock your door, All purpose kerosene tossed at your tv screen, so I can get your families attention, and screams blocked exits and automatic weapons, ducking dodging metal over some bullshit that you done said, I'm not playing this shit isn't practice, but y'all go ahead and talk about it, I'm ah get back to this mother fucking game...

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from (cannibal mixtape) Appetizers, released January 10, 2014
Produced by: Equalibrum

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