Kid Cudi - Spontaneously Combust lyrics

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Kid Cudi - Spontaneously Combust lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah Wa**up n***a, this is how we guna do it Let me round the back Gimme your ID imma roll up in this b**h [?] round to the back I'll open up the door for you n***as We gon do it like this [?] Holla, [?] [Verse 1] We the sickest it don't matter, the same we spit game [?] the front nine, [?] flows [?] [?] rage, [?] start Ending this sh** here and them lyrics rip you apart [?], your boy he is the one n***a born from rap, the only begotten son 2Pac and Biggie up in me like mini who's flow is strong Hitting your b**hes up, all night I'm ripping through ? And later I'm ripping songs, consistent when I be spitting Lyrically I'm a mac, [?] Ya'll n***as are still ain't getting the point, you'll all fall As soon as you jump that bridge, you s**as ain't getting across Pay the cost to be the boss, pay my payments in full Your game is worse than the Cavs, I guess that make you the Bulls [?] I'm a fool, I done used a full clip Gotta reload quick, get ready hold this [Hook] I spontaneously combust when other rappers would rust n***as say I got a problem, I wil' out too much Dude, you know your n***a stay hotta than June Leave other rappers under the tomb, holla back I spontaneously combust when other rappers would rust n***as say I got a problem, I wil' out too much Dude, you know your n***a stay hotta than June Leave other rappers under the tomb, holla back [Verse 2] [?] on my level, clap b**hes grease up the middle Lyrical riddle, jump in that sk**et I'm bound to sizzle I ain't cop a deal now, so imma stand the ground Like a basket child until I get found [?] Illest n***a to spit it in the Indians [?] City where n***as can split it, and stogies get split Burners get lit where gully n***as carry the clips, the pits Can't stop the genes in my cerebellum Dumb n***as they don't understand hard to tell em n***as I know around the block, all felons Freestylin with my boys, our flow is off the melons See ya man, we been in the streets rule you fools Gotta be filthy with burgundy Bentley by the pool Got em at 8 figures, though expelled from school Gotta keep myself skippy with them marvelous j**els [Hook] This is all metaphorically If you wanna be in this cla** you gotta study me This is the final, drink brew, get chewed, then I spit on some vinyl And n***as tryna hate on mine though And Imma have to chop em up bag em faster than Tony Soprano I want keys like a f**ing piano Just call me Leroy I got the glow and them haters can't stand it Young boy Kid must be the bandit, look n***a I planned it Say your hot, ya'll n***as don't burn Say you're sick but you don't spread germs When ya'll n***as gon learn? K. I. D.'s gonna leave you under the dirt Or cremated leave your ash in the urn Nah I'm sick and tired of sitting back watching these lames get rich Ya'll n***as pussies all ya'll need is a clit, get in where you fit Around here, ain't no vacancies I spit flows [?] Holla back [Hook] X 3 [Outro] 2 step n***as, 2 step n***a Yeah, Kid Mesc n***a We at the bar we ain't 21 We in the club we ain't 21, yeah We at the bar and we drinking, yeah Ugh, yeah, yo We in the club we ain't 21, you know We at the bar we ain't 21 We in the club we ain't 21 We at the bar and we drinking, toast

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