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return - twista lyrics

[dreadlock rasta]

[verse 1: twista]
it’s the return of the rattatatat
with the fatta’ backpack full of raps for
backtracks plus that gat that i carry like a cellular
then they can tell you that
babyface bandit don’t play and i ‘fore they say [?]
done daddy
wit more beef than a patty from some suckers
that tend to diss the twista, to h-ll with dem dumb {f-ckers}
respect the way i kicks ’em, i’m rippin’ vics up
bl–dy spits up, and never gets up
when i speed, nah cl1cks up
rips up with grammar when i damage ya like jeru
i’m torchering sucker punks, on backtracks i see dres do
hit ’em with lyrical dropkicks, poke eyes with chopsticks
flyin’ more mcs heads than c-ckpits
with criminal topics, as soon as the glock spits i drop vics
quick to commit a murder
my grandma [?] told me to let my fat flow hurt ah
sucka that think he’s phatta, ya got ta, smack that
fool, it’s the return of the rattatatat

- twista lyrics

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