Candy Cigarettes

By Duncecap

On Human Error

Released on April 1, 2016

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[VERSE 1: SPACEMAN]

Troopers lose it, bodies moving

The superhuman dudes pursue it

You niggas lame, left back in the food chain

A bad aim will fuck you up, better get a new name

Are you insane? the God hold the mic like a loose cannon

The voodoo work its magic any pot he stick his hand in

Imagine no hell or heaven niggas in purgatory

You heard the story now you heard the words of glory

You bore me, my story sticks, you don't exist

I hope you've identified that you ain't fuckin wit this

I get it popping everywhere I go, the real niggas know

You come to my show its so much dope that you overdose

Don't play me close, I'll flip on a nigga in a predicament

I'm sick of weak niggas talking all of that shit

So follow the rules and model yourself after myself

The kamikaze that reside in me allowed me to see


[HOOK: Duncecap & Spaceman]

Over there (over there) over there (over there)

Mother fuckers posted up in the rear

But over here (over here) over (here)

We front and center talking shit in your ear

Over there (over there) over there (over there)

Pop bottles, blow an L in the air

But over here (over here) over (here)

But we the truth, we just makin it clear


[VERSE 2: DUNCECAP]

Non filtered, candy cigarettes

A sugar high to die by while i lie in my regrets

Use my best to chest puff my way into the lime light

Half a blunt and an alibi, i'm trying to impress

Better rest up, bless up, "get some, marine"

Type to come out the locker half man half machine

Steam burn. Learn the stone cold method

The totem pole falls when the base gets disrespected

I'm going to let it all roll off my hands into a pile

While you fuckers suffocate in your own sweat and bile

Childish, I thought i was the frail one

Your girl don't approve of how you use your hands and tongue

Damn young and leeched the ego out you people

Breathing feels deceitful, like your oxygen's evil

Duncecap in the corner with a cracked can o petrol

Watching flies drop knowin life's not special


[HOOK: Duncecap & Spaceman]

Over there (over there) over there (over there)

Mother fuckers posted up in the rear

But over here (over here) over (here)

We front and center talking shit in your ear

Over there (over there) over there (over there)

Pop bottles, blow an L in the air

But over here (over here) over (here)

But we the truth, we just makin it clear