Lyrics:
Oh...
Who killed Jane who killed Jane?
Not the Squad kid I think we've been framed
Who killed Jane who killed Jane?
Not the Squad kid
Terror Squad. Ungh. Now why you wanna go and fuck with them? Platinum status, motherfuckers. Eat a dick!
Now who's the underated pro, they scared
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
doot
And beaucoup, beaucoup, I'm cuckoo
I'm a star goin' to war with you clones like Count Dooku
I'm worlds apart from you rappers
Like I walk in
Terror Squad. Ungh. Now why you wanna go and fuck with them? Platinum status, motherfuckers. Eat a dick!
Now who's the underated pro, they scared
the Breakdown squad out
Get me rolling on
'Cause I need to feel the stars sleep by at night
I'm stranded all night, stranded all right
Stranded in Iowa
sweating
It always works out you don't second guess it
If you need a team you got a squad for backup
They your ace in the whole
You tell'em don't make'em
a second peak
Look at my swag my drip my sauce designer shit so clean
Got bitches breaking neck and I ain't gotta spend a thing
Riding with the squad yea we
Aye, aye, aye, aye
GRRRRRRR RRRRAH
Fuck with the squad
Nigga thats my gang gang gang
Fuck with the squad
Nigga thats my gang gang gang
Fuck with
Them bitches over there
Or them bitches over there
Or them bitches right here?
(Spliff Star)
Nah, that nigga on line
Motherfucker still drunk off'a
Squad right by my side, don't need a Valentine
These girls don't get my mind, love is just a vibe
Squad right by my side, don't need a Valentine
I just gained
Got a cannon of a right arm classified as a firearm bringin' firestorms
Air touchdown that plane by the pylons
In 801 like my celly
coco
Smokin' dope from my crop grower
The block know us, kush got a funky sock odor
How could you not notice? I
Come from that rock culture (Rock)
Star
gunsmoke in Tokyo
MC's dosey do your mics up in this rodeo
My star roast em up by the thousands, millions, quadrillions
Shuttin down national state buildings
spray
Slap hands with my mans by the walls we play
Now, waist chains and cami-flauge complete sag
Live pools, my squad rules
From solar to lunar, cheap
you know it's only right to react
Call the whole squad, let's lay these niggas down, face flat
Aeiyo, Bust, chill, calm down
I'll be there in twenty
say go ad infinitum
So space is impossible, right
Wow, is that cool
I don't know
Maybe what do I think
Maybe time is the same way for an hour to go by
get blind
You’re on stand by looking from the sideline you never gonna look rite
Hate in ur heart you get cut like C sec I’m on level you can’t
is wack
Aeiyo, Ramp, yo, you know it's only right to react
Call the whole squad, let's lay these niggas down - face flat
[Rampage]
Aeiyo,
get the Breakdown squad out
Get me rolling on
'Cause I need to feel the stars sleep by at night
I'm stranded all night, stranded all right
Mayday, this
got the time to smoke this, hold this
Yo G, roll by in a blacked out TT, Megaman carry two gats easy
Seeing stars, and a mister wanna jack me
Jack me
so we could count the by the hundred stacks '99
So if you need word, then holla right back
I could sell it for cheap, 'cause I got it like that
White
star
They wanna be like I
Black sneakers just do it
When I ball like Mike
Graduated school with a second class
Now I'm the reason why
The kids ain't
got the time to smoke this, hold this
Yo G, roll by in a blacked out TT, Megaman carry two gats easy
Seeing stars, and a mister wanna jack me
Jack me
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