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Tytuł: Blam!!!

  • Wykonawca: Twiztid
  • Wy¶wietleń: 227
You don't know how we do things
  Shut the door and don't fuckin say shit
  I'ma bust you, gimme that fuckin wrench
  I'm gonna crack this fuckin kid in the skull
  Listen here motherfucker you don't know how we do things
  You shut the fuck up
  Look some motherfuckers don't play that shit
  I'm one of them motherfuckers
  Don't fuck with me
  I'm warning you what the
  Don't fuck with me, you cocksucker
  Shut, shut up
  I transcend
  And get you through the grape vines
  Rappers is dime a dozen
  Like your cars and train times
  This is the shit
  I'm not the ordinary prick
  I holla it, step back Jack
  Or collide with two fist Blam!
  To your chin Blam!
  To your skull
  Now tell me who the brother with the biggest balls rising
  From here to Reno pesky like a mosquito
  Tougher than Scarface so call me Al Pacino
  Wishing like Skeeto to meet the Beatles
  Eating some frito's a cool cat daddy like Chester Cheeto
  Chanting like the Santo Domingo
  Munks mortuary, then it goes to the cemetary
  Met a girl named Carrie
  She told me she loved me and it's scary
  Like Chuck Berry I string funky guitars
  Swoopin down on brothers like they were far better
  Deal caps get peeled
  Raps get dealed and dealt
  Twelve inches keep spinning
  Turntables with felt
  Now give a little cut can you
  That's enough cause I represent a style
  That be fuckin tough and built like a Tonka truck
  Because I take abuse and keep on
  Survival of the fittest, first rule of the strong
  I'm not made by Nabisco, but I drink Cisco
  When I go to Hardee's I always order me a Frisco
  Combo meal $2.95 Oh what a deal
  Would you like that supersized for 35 cents?
  For real? Ok go ahead just don't do no hockin on my bread
  Can I substitute my drink with a milkshake instead?
  Yes sir, your total comes to $14.88
  Who I'm tryin to feed, Michigan State?
  Can you relate?
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  Badder than bad coming from MoTown
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  You don't wanna fuck with me
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  Badder than bad coming from MoTown
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  You don't wanna fuck with me
  Clap on, clap off like the clapper
  I'm such a hotstepper
  Drinkin some Dr. Pepper
  With my nigga Jed he's the wrecker
  Microphone check 1, 2, 1, 2
  Now tell me mufuckas what you came to do
  I came to bring the skills
  And try to pay the phone bills
  I saw Jack and Jill
  Doin the nasty at the top of the hill
  Comic books, and bitches is the shit that I dig
  I don't wanna grow up cause I'm a Toys R Us kid
  I get lost in space like Will Robinson, Danger!
  Call on the dragon sword cause I'm a mighty morphin power ranger
  Hitting on the scene with karate kicks
  ODin on the sugar with the pixie sticks
  And a big ol' fat glass of grape Kool-Aid
  Chillin with senior citizens enjoyin the shade
  Stayin paid couting the big old wad of cash
  Hittin on the scene like Jumpin Jack Flash
  I dash some pepper, achoo it made me sneeze
  Always itchin my balls like I have some type of fleas
  Oh baby please, what you see's is what you get
  A goof ball with long hair growin wild like a chia pet
  We just met, you know how I come across
  As I enforce, sweatier than intercourse
  Spicier that hot sauce
  Reinforce your lyrics, lyricist cause I'm a smash
  Takin your titles and I'm not gonna stop
  Till your career crash
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  Badder than bad coming from MoTown
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  You don't wanna fuck with me
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  Badder than bad coming from MoTown
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  You don't wanna fuck with me
  Hickory dickory dock
  Tell them hoes they better stay off my cock
  Cause I rolls with a pack of lunatics down the block
  Mad alliance, big giants
  House of Krazee's runnin shit for the '96 and then some
  Represetin mad skills, pay the bills
  Gotta act, bustin hands on the dub sack
  Now tell me who got the ill rhymes?
  Got your toe tappin like Gregory Heinz uh
  Running shit like a marathon
  I'm stronger than teflon
  And use my liquid friend to get my drink on
  Well I'm sluggin bigger than the average nig
  Got an attitude I get rude
  You disrespect me and I'll split your wig
  Nig nig nack paddy wack
  My name is Mr. Bones dunkin lyrics
  In your ears like Eddie Jones
  You better give it up for the original individual in disguise
  So open your eyes, surprise
  I fade em all like Jamal
  I'm standin tall with my back to the wall
  A bad brother like Lou Brawls
  I fold ya, I thought I told ya
  Gun in the holster
  Thought patterns were deeper than the minds of Minolta
  I ain't actin this ain't no play
  Been eatin Pladoh and paint chips since I was 8
  Can you relate?
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  Badder than bad coming from MoTown
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  You don't wanna fuck with me
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  Badder than bad coming from MoTown
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  You don't wanna fuck with me
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  Badder than bad coming from MoTown
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  You don't wanna fuck with me
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  Badder than bad coming from MoTown
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  You don't wanna fuck with me
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  Badder than bad coming from MoTown
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  You don't wanna fuck with me
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  Badder than bad coming from MoTown
  Blam! Very, very difficult to fuck with
  You don't wanna fuck with me