Anything I Spray

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Grim Sickers - Rap, Grime

Anything I Spray

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Duration: 3:33

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[Chorus] Yeah You're fucking mad Anything I spray is a hundred Zs Nah, anything I spray is a hundred bags Send man's soul to the moon and back Intestines all hanging out on your lap Put some serious work on your dad Lay man down all next to his dad Yeah You're fucking mad Anything I spray is a hundred Zs Nah, anything I spray is a hundred bags Send man's soul to the moon and back Intestines all hanging out on your lap Put some serious work on your dad Lay man down all next to his dad [Verse 1] Yeah, I said I'm moving bait Overly bait, super bait I meant blade, go and get that Wray Make a man sing like Purple Rain Black bin bag him all over again "Grim got spun"? Never seen them again I said back off Back off GBH-H 'Cause you didn't back off Man know I'm moving anti, so Black bin bag him, that'll send your soul For a hundred bags, you can have that flow If you buy that flow, you can keep that flow If I squeeze on tight I'll never let go [Chorus] Yeah You're fucking mad Anything I spray is a hundred Zs Nah, anything I spray is a hundred bags Send man's soul to the moon and back Intestines all hanging out on your lap Put some serious work on your dad Lay man down all next to his dad Yeah You're fucking mad Anything I spray is a hundred Zs Nah, anything I spray is a hundred bags Send man's soul to the moon and back Intestines all hanging out on your lap Put some serious work on your dad Lay man down all next to his dad [Verse 2] If I squeeze on tight, I'll never let go Fam, anything goes, got mechanical blows So I can expose, I'm blatant cold Still raining flows, need one of them? Fam, I've had one of those, it's dank when I roll When I'm with Jam, that's Boy Better Know Sending for Grim? God bless your soul If I send back, though, you'll be critical, though All touch-and-go Get left back like Ashley Cole I'm a one-man team Headback taken off clean, I'll wipe his dream Mouth stays shut when Grim MCs Got a next technique, that's me 'Cause I found the loophole like a benefit cheat Can't clash him, won't benefit me Punch so hard, make an elephant bleed [Chorus] Yeah You're fucking mad Anything I spray is a hundred Zs Nah, anything I spray is a hundred bags Send man's soul to the moon and back Intestines all hanging out on your lap Put some serious work on your dad Lay man down all next to his dad Yeah You're fucking mad Anything I spray is a hundred Zs Nah, anything I spray is a hundred bags Send man's soul to the moon and back Intestines all hanging out on your lap Put some serious work on your dad Lay man down all next to his dad

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  • Grim Sickers