Lyrics:
A Hundred something shots
I'm never flinching
Call me Hercules
Caught a nigga lacking
So we shot him
By The Chuck E Cheese
Pint it's full of wokky
Double
be cool
Until the day you say that you was just playing
And not in those words, but by the atmosphere
The air is thickening, your energy telling me- um
wouldn't trade it for the rest of the world
I'm from where the street lights stop
I'm from where the big bucks drop
I'm from where we cut our crops
I'm from
to kick it with me then I'm in a bad mood
Cut up your organs and paint a lil portrait
Get printed by Morgan he send the bad news
I feel like a menace
I aint wanna cut you off
But you had it coming girl why you did that
You was thinking you was low
I could see it thru your eyes
I dont think that I
(Yup)
Fake niggas fallin outta grace (Yeah)
Henny to da face no chase (Hey)
Chocolate Ty crazy on da bass (Woah)
Every song hotter by the line (Woo)
Yall
tough enough
To have that demons heads cut off
Cause I want to make a happy song
To live to love to sing to dance
Behind Enemy Lines
Taxes Passport vaxes
You knew my name but not my story
You see my smile not my pain
You notice cuts but not my scars
Beneath this shell I'm not the same
You knew my name
You knew my name but not my story
You see my smile not my pain
You notice cuts but not my scars
Beneath this shell I'm not the same
You knew my name
In the black bucket hearse with the rusty grill a chrome
Pickin' up the homies, we get em one by one
If you ain't psychopathic ryda boy you cannot
Swamp plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, other dj's say "damn"
If rhyme was a drug, you know I'd sell it by the gram
flip
Girls rush the stage, faggots cold dip
Low to avoid the caps and blows
By the gang bangers at the B boy shows
With the cops trying to control
a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast
Other DJ's say, "damn"
If my rhyme was a drug
I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get
a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast
Other DJ's say, "damn"
If my rhyme was a drug
I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get
can sing Ice Ice Baby cuz I'm white white baby
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in and the vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point
a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast
Other DJ's say, "damn"
If my rhyme was a drug
I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get
a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast
Other DJ's say, "damn"
If my rhyme was a drug
I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get
Dwyer on
Guitar and vocals peter Gill on vocals
Will Kennedy on drums jon Samuels on guitar
And Jack Washburn on bass and vocals
Engineered and mixed by
to Rawls pick me a beat to freak on
Something with a lotta bass and some highs to tweet on
The drums, I give it a run, you know, turn the heat on
Up in
space, more bass, polly like shore bait
Molly got four trays, and pinned dog with raw haze
Just like the old days, Willie Mays, with a low cut fade
Duster
skills to chill that's how I pay the bills
Funk blaster tweakin bass like I'm Jimmy Castor
Model H 3 oh see plus another thousand
Kickin
And hey Son, life is more than having fun
So run and get some help with the problems that you face
Take a taste of the bass put your perspective in place
here for the long run
I'm walking the distance not takin the short cuts
I'm spending tonight doing it right, don't need no excuses
We're young and alive
I living by the not enough you know
I left aside the full ways up to you
I questioned what was love and lust and saw
I wrote the life, the smooth
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