Massive Threat

Song Description

Gutta gangsta ish!

Song Length 4:51 Genre Rap - Dirty South
Tempo Medium (111 - 130) Lead Vocal Male Vocal
Mood Heated

Lyrics

Verse 1 Vision
Vision spit an arsenal of venomous words/
Every first and the third make ya brain fuck wit ya nerves/
My tounge?ll disperse voodoo givin rappers a curse/
Snatchin ya purse bitch boy, fake faggot insert/
I?m keeping it dirt, spacin you haters like Captain Kirk/
Quenchin ya thirst, to drown shitty rappers in hurt/
I?m stayin alert, my back hand hittin ya first/
And when my hands grippin this mic, I?m putting in work/
So anybody wanna battle, c?mon, let?s get it deep/
Slam you in the street, beat you with the back of a cleat/
Now you feelin the heat, like you surrounded by police/
Like the middle of summer, bare feet on concrete/
Look at my stats and witness battle rappin attacks/
I?ll snatch a mouse off a computer and I?ll choke you with that/
You see where I?m at, I?m right here, layin ya flat/
Burnin this track, till it?s no breath left to attack/

Chorus 1 Vision, Serious, Furious, Posqualy x2
It?s a massive threat, grip on a tech/
Flyin bullets cause a ripple effect that rip through ya neck/.
I told ya it?s a massive threat, flip on ya set/
Dropping bombs cause a ripple effect to keep you in check/

Verse 2 Furious
It?s wicked when I kick it cause it I spit it fosho/
Spit at your fro and turn around and spit at your hoe/
You notice how I get hip laced with the four pound/
When you hear like screwed music you slow down/
I ain?t heard a nigga yet that could match me verse for verse/
Keep poppin your gums and I?m a have ya moms in front of your hearse/
And to make shit worse I?m a have ya wiz off in my hurst/
Swallowin kids down her throat so she could quench her thirst/
Nicknamed her Suzie suck n swallow from the way she be slobbin and /
Bobbin while rippin the cutty down 70 full throttle/
Think it?s a damn game niggas should call me max payne/
Cause I get deeper the reaper so you could reach your max payne/
Keep fuckin wit me dogg and you?ll be an organ doner/
For a kid who need a kidney somewhere off in Arizona/
I spit shit that?s hot as a sauna rush blood cells to your cerebellum /
Hemorrhage your brain and cause a comma.

Verse 3 Posqualy
Don?t piss the pos off or else it?s pistol assault, it?s official I got the missiles to fill the six that you bought/
That?s what it seem like if you was drinking cris and was caught/
You couldn?t scream had no chances never blinked or fought/
Case you didn?t notice killas come in all types and sorts/
And wouldn?t know you fucked with a killer till your body was warped/
So you don?t want to do it, like passing off a new port short, they come in all shapes and sizes/
Some killas stay silent, but on a new note, we riding she fill my dick and um rising/
I fuck with thick broads, they pants cuff they muff I?m like damn, can I advance/
Inside you do you know who I am, It?s posqualy, I follow my nose like toucan Sam/
I love the smell of these thick broads like white folks and a can of spam/
In the city we barbarians, don?t mean to have balls, but I can?t help that it?s very tense/
Have em or fall, I got no patience for no haters, blood gushin and all/
No second thoughts, go flirt with broads, they blush in the mall/
And we?ve adapt to this environment, but that?s what they wanted/
To get us hunted by dirty thoughts of money and pussy in hundreds/
C?mon and spend yo last on dubs and candy paint/
They pack us in clubs so we can catch AIDS and fuck till you faint/
And that?s why Posqualy don?t care, constantly told that he can?t/
I get a hold of the dank, lift my soul and expose em for fake/
Y?all some leaves, Posqualy the rake/

Chorus 1 Vision, Serious, Furious, Posqualy x2
It?s a massive threat, grip on a tech/
Flyin bullets cause a ripple effect that rip through ya neck/.
I told ya it?s a massive threat, flip on ya set/
Dropping bombs cause a ripple effect to keep you in check/

Verse 4 Serious
You start talking bout money nigga, I?m comin/
You start talking bout mine nigga, I?m gunnin/
I see you everyday, yo punk ass runnin/
You the game, I?m the sniper I?m huntin/
Yo ass down, and right when you slip up/
Ima blast rounds in ya shit cuz/
I ain?t gotta have a reason, you know what?s up/
Coward ass nigga, you said the shit ain?t gone drop/
But now it is nigga, shit I?m pushin a drop/
I?m the shit, say you want yo kids to bury you/
Keep on, they will real soon/
Catch you in yo room, turn the lights, blast ya face off/
Don?t need another case, but I gotta have them pesos/
I?m serious nigga, that?s my name and my game/
A bitch, a hoe, a slut, they all the same/
Testin my aim on bitch niggas/
Say you don?t know, this nine?ll make you decide a lil quicker/

Chorus 1 Vision, Serious, Furious, Posqualy x2
It?s a massive threat, grip on a tech/
Flyin bullets cause a ripple effect that rip through ya neck/.
I told ya it?s a massive threat, flip on ya set/
Dropping bombs cause a ripple effect to keep you in check/

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