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People, it's time for the Ice crush
So listen to my words I bring much
Sense, as I commence, my lyrics intense
Your telephoto, break out your big
With time more “worn” than “done”.
Tried to be the better man, the best
I did was run. we may see our blood
Shed in a storm of distant death.
Attendance
Slice, roast those big boys
Banks don't matter you will be destroyed
Up and down the rap world goes
The radio rotation dominated by your flow
But I
There's a party going on in here, for real
I got more product than Ron Popeil
So deal with that, troop, we're troopers
The only air time you get
Yesterday by the paper stand
I felt the power of another religion
Rebels with a cause came out of the sun
And spoke the only language they'd been
a sit-down
Forget the studio and the mixdown
It's time to set it, you talkin loud without the credit
You clean like a radio edit
You couldn't tell that
a heavy rotation
I turn it up, ain't this a bitch, Hot 96
97-9, I'm a shine count down on time
I'm in your city and state, and in your hood
In your face
tell y'all what the weather's like 'cause my radio's fucked up 
And if we should experience any type of motor difficulty 
Don't panic  take one more
this time
But if I catch you again, I'm gonna slap you in the county jail"

We said, "Thank you sir, you sure been nice
And you ain't gonna have
time
But if I catch you again
I'm gonna slap you in the county jail

We said thank you sir you sure been nice
And you ain't gonna have to tell us
mean?

DIMEBAG
Yeah, man.

DAVID ALLAN COE
Yeah, I hear ya.

DIMEBAG
Here we go...

[sung]

Cowboy junkies on the radio
Singin' some ol' funky tune
Time
the sounds profound
Similar to rounds spit by Derringers
You're in the Terrordome like my man Chuck D said
It's time to dethrone you clones, and all you
[Verse 1]
Knight Lord Radio, held back by the Bay Bridge faded,
Trying to find Smiley's house, thank G-d we made it
Yo, blunts, broads and beats,
worldly problems, I got the healing power
When the mic's within my reach, I'm feelin more power
Stealing at least three minutes of every rap radio hour
It's
military band made exactly the right cacophony. Even now I relish the old time inanities when they're revived on the radio, for they recall the lost
you walking down the street, and I had to stop
Turn up the radio and drop the top
I see you look so good, and your so fine
Young tender, would you be
like it's that time of the month
Are you bleeding, can't think about sex
Irritated by your Kotex

We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I
ladies wanna swaller my hero.
They live in squaller and fear though they daughter come here though, 
She know I keep plenty Robert De Niro.
You punks
Stick to the core plan, drag to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat,
Stick to the core plan, drag to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat,
on the grind
Doin' time help a nigga out to clear up my head
Use to have a shank and a knife that was by my bed

It was said I would end up dead working in
thangs I Hoo Bang 

So more niggas, more bigger, more heat, ready to blow triggers 

Show niggas, Recipes, hoes, guns and funds 

Blowfish, big tits,
told you twice before but I'll say it one more time
You do your thing Homes but I'm gonna do mine

[Chorus: x2]
Look at all this rumors
Started by
more time
You do your thing Homes but I'm gonna do mine

[Chorus: x2]
Look at all this rumors
Started by jealous people

And basically that's what
the sounds profound
Similar to rounds spit by Derringers
You're in the Terrordome like my man Chuck D said
It's time to dethrone you clones, and all you