Sriracha (Remix) lyrics

by

Tech N9ne


Mask off yeah i'm stucked but the gap's close
Map's lost i got my catch haul my rap's soft ?
Back to hold your back to walls i pack souls
Put the rap in a sac who can go mad to bold
Rolled cause i stamp who had to be brag boss
Drag on see my flares pass off i plant nose
Be a mare in your hang fall it's a pan blows
Chap your throat i draft off your crag i saw
Like an ambassador i'm your black sour
Jack's back so you better act you croak
Roll in but not in roll it's soul but not in soul
With pen corpse i left too plentiful swell quotes
Pig wash i've rend myself when i was ten in old
Till i get grown but in my thoughts i still alcove
Skills flaw cause you set while i deck halls
Sick of being ignored when i emit i'll sh*t on y'all

They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything

I've got a nip to torture with sling mown i tilt words
Let my bore goes through my sec in a trip i tout
Met tricks and escort but yet i fall in the web of faults
Would be dead to be known so vex and annoyed
Would to sell my soul but no i can't kick the laud
Depress disappointed i think i just missed the hold
Hit the ball but i can't get the goal i'm in a slip road
I'm p*ssed off on my desk sour it's a wistful i pitiful
Friends go they left i'm a mix blend with ten totes
Spend my days lone but got tight ways to end it warm
It's all lies i say but i have to bring up like i ben form
I've been sensual it's a hell but the diff it's sting cold
No help no bent on the shelf thrown they filled my post
Killed my tone my health wore but yo it's a well worm
Dirt ball in a twin cloth pinnin' you in a a bind bond
I'm a profit of patient to pick your limbs to mend the sore

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