Tough Luck
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Tough Luck Lyrics
Lock loaded and I'm ready
I'm aiming for you, niggas, we the ILLEST steady
Jordans and gold chain hang as I came up out the gutter
Man you couldn't be son if I came inside your Mother
Fuck it I killed son super-novaing you suckas
Got weapons for protections
Erections in a rubber
Your girl on my side if I wanted I could fuck her
If I wanted her pie I divided by 3.14 nigga know why?
Because I'm sticking dick equate it like arithmetic
She swallows my circumference
Anytime that she's licking spit
I'm from the hood shots licking like its clitoris
Who want it can catch a head full of syphilis
You ain't in my bracket. Period. Parentheses
Motor Con any face you like I'm not fearing it
Word, prefix it with my first name
It's transgender look at how my verbs change
Like the side walk I came up from the curb flame
Automatic weapons range
Further than a nigga dreams
Opposite the Big Bang theory when they let it bang
Brian Wood letterman
Shout to Coretta King
I'm done Martin Luther dreaming nigga, I'm Malcolm Xcellence
You got a jewel artist [Joell Ortis]
Tell him like Royce I'm out to destroy everything
Staring at him like who fucking with that
I decapitate the mic, spills it's guts on the track
It's art imitating, right? your life sucks as a rap
Hero in the half shell, shell in your back
Leonardo Donatello, now they hollering "Wrath!"
I'm aiming for you, niggas, we the ILLEST steady
Jordans and gold chain hang as I came up out the gutter
Man you couldn't be son if I came inside your Mother
Fuck it I killed son super-novaing you suckas
Got weapons for protections
Erections in a rubber
Your girl on my side if I wanted I could fuck her
If I wanted her pie I divided by 3.14 nigga know why?
Because I'm sticking dick equate it like arithmetic
She swallows my circumference
Anytime that she's licking spit
I'm from the hood shots licking like its clitoris
Who want it can catch a head full of syphilis
You ain't in my bracket. Period. Parentheses
Motor Con any face you like I'm not fearing it
Word, prefix it with my first name
It's transgender look at how my verbs change
Like the side walk I came up from the curb flame
Automatic weapons range
Further than a nigga dreams
Opposite the Big Bang theory when they let it bang
Brian Wood letterman
Shout to Coretta King
I'm done Martin Luther dreaming nigga, I'm Malcolm Xcellence
You got a jewel artist [Joell Ortis]
Tell him like Royce I'm out to destroy everything
Staring at him like who fucking with that
I decapitate the mic, spills it's guts on the track
It's art imitating, right? your life sucks as a rap
Hero in the half shell, shell in your back
Leonardo Donatello, now they hollering "Wrath!"
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“Tough Luck” is the first released track off of Wordspit’s upcoming mixtape, “Wrath of the Illest.” With his long awaited return since his appearance with his band, The Illest, on NBC’s “America’s Got Talent,” he’s been steadily rocking new shows, silently crafting new songs, and putting forth new music for both his solo efforts and his band’s EP. This is the first move of many more to come. SOON.
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