G-Mo Skee - My Filthy Spirit Bomb lyrics

[Intro:] Filth! I need every G-Mo Skee fan in the world right now...to lend me your motherf**ing energy. For the Spirit Bomb. These motherf**ers been oppressing me for six years! f** these n***as! Ha. Yeah! b**h! [Verse 1:] I came in the game unaccepted, it was f**in' epic I only spit filth, I didn't have another method I couldn't go to radio to get a buzz, but the cypher showed a young n***a love So there I was A young gun rap with anger, every track a banger Savage nature in the booth, I'm a gladiator And as I got my feet wet in the industry I noticed how greedy and deceitful these n***as be Everybody seen it, I had the fans watching me Illest n***a spittin, gettin' f**ed over constantly There's gotta be a f**in' way out, there's gotta be! And they wonder why I rap with so much animosity Honestly I paid my dues, they won't honor me Now I'm honorary, f** that, n***as gotta bleed Now I gotta see, so I gotta eat Welcome to my Filthy Spirit Bomb, put your hands where my eyes can see [Hook:] If I can take all the pent up aggression Every time these muhf**as tried to stop me from progressing If I just put it all in a single attack, I'm guaranteed to be the realest in rap My Filthy Spirit Bomb! If I can take all the misery and pain All the sh** I faced from these playa haters in the game If I just put it all in a single attack, I swear to God I'll be the realest in rap My Filthy Spirit Bomb! [Verse 2:] Don't believe everything you read They wanna deceive and change the way you perceive And they don't want you to find a way to succeed The juggalos don't deserve the hate they receive Cause every muhf**a knows juggalos come to shows On my first tour, they packed a couple rows When I had beef, my juggalo brothers rose And all the shirts at the merch booth f**in' sold! So who them n***as speaking down on the clown Point his a** out, Imma pound on his crown It's real hip hop, underground with the sound You talk from a distance thousands of miles You hatin' on the movement, but this is where I found hope Y'all ain't gettin' money you n***as the real clown show Ass kissin' that's why your career is on a downslope I'm ridin' with the Ninjas now, better watch your mouth hoe! [Hook:] [Verse 3:] b**h look at what you made They book it and I'm paid That bullsh** you did, I hope you took it to the grave We coulda save-faced, but you n***as had to hate Now give me ten feet before you get your a** erased No hand shakes ni**a we ain't cool all of a sudden All them years of oppression you n***as done put me under You lucky I don't pull up on you s**as and start bussin' Turn your little company to nothing, end of discussion You know how long it took me to feed my family? I tried a 100 times, definition of insanity They think I'm playin' when I say I'm a mad man Majik Ninja Entertainment paid for the cat-scan Feet don't fail me, I'm takin' a last stand Finna throw yo f**in' mixtape in the trashcan I know you n***as see me, so take more notes Cause Imma get mine, before I turn ghost I'm the most debatable, the un-understandable Problem child of the rap game, I'm an animal Every avenue, there is nothing that I'd rather do Keep yo f*ggot a** away from me or I'll shatter you All I need is the fans so put your motherf**in hands in the sky if you wanna see the Spirit Bomb And when you hear the song, just release it And scream at the top of your lungs, "G-Mo Skee b**h!" [Hook:]