Sh*t Can Still Happen - Feat. T-flame & Supa Emcee

Whooa...
Salam Wreck!
Oh, these whore ass niggaz is walking round with these fake ass gats and shit, right.
You know what I'm sayin'?
They keep 'em all but they don't do shit with it.
You know what I'm sayin'?
It's delerious,
Here you go...

I shit on the mic like my breath just stank,
Like my toungues tissue when my bellie's a septic tank.
I wanna search for you,
But is it worth the loot?
In fact, fuck the money,
Earth to Proof
Yeah I had a horrendous thought but I get across attention like a tremendous fart.
My pants are art with short gifted ability,
Without us, y'all don't know how difficult skill'll be.



Credits
Writer(s): De Shaun Dupree Holton
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