Kable - Stanthem lyrics

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Kable - Stanthem lyrics

[E da Buddha] YO Buddha transcendentalist Mental ascending ventriloquistic kid with the splendid sh** Pitting his spirit against the imps of the river of living Leaving livid squid-looking b**hes slit with scissors for wrists with their sh** in the mist (Ahh) You shoot but you miss You cannot destroy that which does not exist Chew you up like a crisp, sending you flying like my fist I ain't even trying, never lying, sever lines, king of lions, sipping wine, getting mine, hitting mimes and they're like: "..." Ouch that hurt Either way man i'ma get your girl I don't play (YAK) make you eat your dirt Eating haters like some damn yoghurt Crushing your back like a damn boulder Voldemort saying rap vulture I don't really pray damn sure don't tweak Getting on my grind and I'm putting in my work Your heart's teetering on the bring of insanity sinking due to manically driven magically a**isted yours-truly Nothing can stop me from getting to the top of the mountain and plunging into the fountain unwinding while I'm fighting the phantoms Leaving you in abandonment while you barely beginning to fathom my exit from the stratosphere When the earth shakes And the skies shift And your eyes lift Tremble in fear That must mean that the BUDDHA is near [Hook] Like THAT homie Like THAT homie BU Stans Fam that's the PACK homie Spit FACTS homie Get CLACKED homie Get BACK homie Like THAT homie Stand up get your hands up Get your grams up f**ing Stans up Ghost riding in our phantom Get hyphy for the STANTHEM [Hook] [Kable] BU Stans Fam on that volume two Popping off hot as a revolver do *CLACK* Yea you heard the shot Now here's the follow through We turn a verb to stock Cos we got words in stock On deck I'll knock your perch to earth if you ain't falling back I'll put your words to work arrest your cardiac You think you swag the surf well I'm the shark attack You fools is artifacts Paragraphs like we been handling gats but I ain't man the ratchet I'm a handyman but ain't a fan of the casket So I plan my hand and execute with the hatchet They ain't need that sh** They ain't want that sh** They ain't see that sh** They just need practice I ain't even rapping Got that fix for the fiends and they need that sh** So I keep trapping (Ahh) [InSpecta] Close your eyes and imagine it We the guys who keep vanishing the doubtful and freezin' haters like mannequins Stay panicking, the STANS is piff, when we got the mic equipped Our rhetoric is so ill, we be spittin cancer, b**h! Go and ask whose mans this is, pockets green like cannabis We'll sink you like Atlantis and titanic ships, we handle it Cold stone spittas. Beat on your chest, Gorillas We bring the heat, please...Are steez makes you get our yo seats more quicker [Hook] Like THAT homie Like THAT homie BU Stans Fam that's the PACK homie Spit FACTS homie Get CLACKED homie Get BACK homie Like THAT homie Stand up get your hands up Get your grams up f**ing Stans up Ghost riding in our phantom Get hyphy for the STANTHEM [Hook] [InSpecta] It's been a minute since I've been in it so witness this The top dog feeding on you pussies like what kittens is A spit dribbling savage, put your egos in a casket Breaking thermometers, I'm sicker than your average Like i had an extra chromosome, you know how i get down Sick sound, lay the Bic down, i fit crowns Back packs filled with raps, your girl loves my style Rapped up, strapped up, co*king back our verbal techs We the type of kids to make cap guns become murderous [Kable] Rap lines in my notebook Flatlines when my notes cook Pa** the time with that crack rhyme Homie act right or get your boat shook Ya'll get no looks BU Stans Fam run the show look Ya'll is no good Get your show took Snatched homie Ain't a pro you ain't flowing like that homie You ain't know Stans bout to be in high demand This a jam go hard from the P to the AM I'm feeding them damn The flow they be needing a damn That's that volume Tell my dog to turn up the volume Yo BANG that sh** Got the ill spits tryna slang that sh** BU Stans Fam we arrange that hit Bars like we finna straight detain that sh** Hang that sh** [Hook] Like THAT homie Like THAT homie BU Stans Fam that's the PACK homie Spit FACTS homie Get CLACKED homie Get BACK homie Like THAT homie Stand up get your hands up Get your grams up f**ing Stans up Ghost riding in our phantom Get hyphy for the STANTHEM [Hook]

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