Lyrics:
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I removed the scum of the earth
Intervention is on it's way
Now you face your judgement day
Vengeance is mine
Lynch mob
Your day has arrived
[Chorus: Brotha Lynch Hung]
That motherfucker kept sniffin for goods
Put the plastic in his mouth the back of his neck left
And you don't know nuthin
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
(lynch):
Feel my nature rise, blood shot red eyes
Waitin' in your back seat, catch you by surprise
Situations and circumstances make you take them
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
believe in me label,
Ruthless, and we steady be puttin' it down
Just for the love of money yeah,
For the love of the wasteland Claire,
For the love that
Claire didn't chat at all and if she did, not for long
Weird, I thought, make her at ease, show our goofy sides
I know the feel of trusting people you've
(Claire Lynch/Mark Fair)
Tomorrow brings another town
We'll be on our way
We'll hit the road and have a song
Then there'll be nothing to say
For
at a Claire's by the way that I pierce shit I leave a hole in niggas
I told dem boy I was up when they see that shit happen I tell em I told them niggas
Real deal
The spiked red hair...and the..and the, paintn' his face
Wha, hold on man, Tech is losein' it man
He's not as grounded as he used to be
Tech was
[Intro: Guys talkin about Tech N9ne]
"And the spiked red hair, and the, and, and paintin' his face..."
"Whoa, hold on man, Tech is losin' it man..."
the motherfuckin' bad getters
The by any means necessary ass niggas
You might see me in a shootout with the Jakes
Skirt off and get away and twist the motherfuckin'
target
Hooked up with black market now peep
Shit gets deeper and deeper, meet me
The doomstown grim reaper, and PIT
Platinum, Mister Doctor Lynch Hung
with black market now peep
Shit gets deeper and deeper, meet me
The doomstown grim reaper, and PIT
Platinum, Mister Doctor Lynch Hung
We do your ass
You know the motherfucker did it
[Judge]
Well the court sentences you to death by electric chair
(Some guy laughs)
[Bizzy Bone]
We had
-in another nigga's state
Up on another nigga's stage
Up in another nigga's face
Some of the crowd finishes Arsonal's slogan
While other fans boo loudly
last name should be lynch (Marshawn)
That bitch gon' take her mile, even though you gave a inch (She'll take it)
All this green in my pocket remind me
the team to bake
Then get baked that purple haze throws me back to better days
Spend the bag recuperate
Mask up your face rejuvenate
She be using pussy for
passed on the young side
It's bad 'cause a good friend's hard to come by
Justice is never color blind, never gun shy
The one crime, you may never see
back (never go back)
Queens'll always have your back (always)
I'm thinking Roberta Flack (yeah)
First time I ever saw your face I fell in love just
What it-what it exactly are we doin?
Don't play yourself
Reward yourself and tune in to
The 2017 BET Hip Hop
Award hosted by me: DJ Khaled and Dade
and Marshawn Lynch
I read Atticus Finch, they all called it off
I needed to know what happened to Rodney King
My classmates were getting low to Apple Bottom
Claire had all but given up,
When she and Edwin fell in love.
She touched his face and shook her head,
In disbelief, she sighed and said:
"In
Hands up (Hands up)
(Go, go)
Oh, no no no
I can't feel my face
I need some more energy
Give me a shot then I'm goin' out in space
(Go, go)
_(cropped).jpg/226px-Claire_Lynch_(30361323857)_(cropped).jpg "Claire Lynch")
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