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Never No More


Artist: Souls Of Mischief

Album: '93 'til Infinity


Souls Of Mischief '93 'til Infinity Never No More



Intro/chorus:

Never no more, never no more
Never will a sucka score, never no more
Never no more, never no more
Never will a sucka score, never no more

[tajai]

Message recorded, lessons be stored in
This mental core it's, like lentil porridge
Nas-t, massey, be the last g
From medical texts to class me
Ask me, if i had to grip my pad
The riffs i grab would rip and stab
The kids that sag the shit they strap
Is flavorless, and wreckless
Your bestest behavior gets
I plays the hits, displays the shit
A razor gets parlayed amidst
And later splits a feeling that
I made ya hit, a really phat i gave to kids
When i punched em
I crunch men, at a function

[phesto]

Ponder on this, i swallowed the spliff with elocution
Encompassing the pompous means when i escalate my tool
Shins get split, men get spindled swiveled pivoted
By my riveting centrifuge
I swindling crews, bringing a fist to bruise
Pulverizing skulls annihilating trifling dunces
Pulling rifle pumps to stifle punks when my knife splits
Split your spleen hit you clean in the kisser
When i twist a riddle i'm breakin the brittle
And flimsy with my whimsy
Puns and phrases i stun and phase kids
Terrorize em paralyze em paraplegic, when i leave em
Mindless spineless vertabraetless with menengitis
I earn em swift and minus a life with my nine

Chorus 2x

[a-plus]

I get the props, you get the buttocks
I know my what nots, stoppin flows like blood claats
Nah, cuz that's a bad word in jamaican
And i am that, grams packed cuz my jam's phat
So get the beaner butter we discovered treasure
You're sweet when i stomp you with my feet just for pleasure
Cuz i write the rhymes like a slave'll pick the cotton
The best from the west cuz i'm fresh and you're rotten
Take out the trash or i'll take it out your ass
With a blast from the past in the future, i'll shoot ya
But for the present beatdowns will suffice
Lose cuz you choose to be down with some mice
You dumb dunces i come once it's my time to
Wanna hear a joke? i'm you
Don't you wish i won't dismiss your treachery
I bet you be, leaving upon a stretcher g

[opio]

I'm coming tighter, your rhymes are oreida
Little reminescent of the poetry i write
A-stoundingly, you're sounding like me, might we
Step outside and settle this i cause catastrophes
I laugh at these cause my shit is astonishing
Demolishing, you and your following i'm swallowing
Mc's like i was a black hole ramsack those
Wack flows who chose to oppose
I don't suppose, dare or where my stubble grows
Reverses the process, god bless you swing and whoa it's you!
Opio, disposes of crews like snotty tissues
I rip through bodies with corkscrews you wish you never tried

Chorus 2x

Never again


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