Dun Rifkin & Uncle Nameless - The Most Glorious Lyrics

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It's the most glorious human being in the house
Yeah, a huh

Thought you could walk my streets motherf*cka
Buck buck buck to ya head, dead sucka
Thought you could walk my streets motherf*cka
Buck buck buck to ya head
Buck buck buck
Buck buck buck to ya head
Buck buck buck
Buck buck buck

I hear shells drop, pop pop pop
Flick some matches in to gasses watch yo shit burn up to ashes
I'm masked up, just like the Avenger
January to December watch me dismember
Every member, in yo click like Ebola
The Ayatollah, a rap school of fellas much older
Roll a bolder on that weak wack shit
Then I wax up on ya honey like Mr. miyagi kid
I'm a mac like fleetwood
After I rip this track I leave you ready for a sequel
Next to my crew you look like fecal, ya don't matter
So you should save that fake chit chatter or get splattered
And I ain't talkin all that crap, you get popped
And I ain't talkin all that crap, you get popped
Popped on my motherf*ckin corner
Talkin all that crap you get pop pop popped

I bet it makes you wanna pull the bang on me
But you ain't even gonna
Talkin all that crap you get popped on my motherf*ckin corner
Steeznak be the motherf*ckin coroner

Thought you could walk my streets motherf*cka
Buck buck buck to ya head, dead sucka
Thought you could walk my streets motherf*cka
Buck buck buck to ya head
Buck buck buck
Buck buck buck to ya head
Buck buck buck
Buck buck buck