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The Bambi Murders (Vocal Mix)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Killa Instinct
Killa Instinct
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tucker
Tucker
Composer
Chris
Chris
Composer
Purkass
Purkass
Songwriter
Craig
Craig
Songwriter
BAILEY
BAILEY
Songwriter
Roger
Roger
Composer

Lyrics

You're crazy You're dead All of you, and you know it You're dead Swan! Stepping up to the mark Stepping up to the mark Stepping up to the mark Stepping up to the mark Me taking the mimers and making em mince meat Me staring into the face of defeat Warrior retreat, decipher the code Me roaming on top of the thief Me taking their front teeth Me taking and nicking their gold ring Me picking the pocket of bambi (The deer hunter!) Prepare to lunge and flee Escapee never to bait me Never to trick me Never to slay me Reaching a pinnacle The bad boy swinging a battle axe Me nabbing and bagging a victim Geta hacks! Breaking in through the bodyguard Me scarred 'cause no me never to win Me thinking about me automatic tactic of a ninja man I ran ha! Taking him down with a head butt Read him but I said I set him up But then me know me never to be the bait (BAIT!) Bring in a quick Killa Instinct Tripping him with a trip kick Kicking him with me bally tip Breaking and racking and bringing him back For the pain to be inflicted (Inflicted!) Pain to be the trigger, rigging a bigger bit Me summon him to the coming Come on in a common kamikaze Near machete ready, badboy be the barrier (The barrier!) The living dead, me taking a shotgun with me Running with the runner, run and gun down the enemy Running around, running away, me running like a bare footed Coal treading making a man of a roughneck B-Boy youth doom Taking a similar route, stinging a toy for the loot Dabble upon the rhyme will the Snypa shoot! Descending through the skylight like a modern day mugger man I'm thinking about the future of the fortune That I'm winning with me ninja game plan Aimed at the lame, so maim Taking and making then breaking the back of the body Start the murdering (The burglar!) The badder boy the Badboy being held For the brutal killing of a practical Joker (The predator!) Making a pass, last blast I promise that I will kill ya Hang you by your throat and choke ya (The witching hour!) The witching hour, thinking and Faking a frenzy of the warlock warlord Top of the body be dis-boded body bury Bury body of the mafia marvel Making a making a madman as I be the badboy devil (Bandog must die!) But why I cry I come as a crazy kid The kidder sticking the bigger da copper Da coppers sticking the kidnapper Labeled a lad I be the badder dragging him to the graveyard Thump and punch a sucker Geta get the getaway car Never to beat the Bandog as I'm gripping the deer tighter The MP never to be the law enforcer, lose of sight means riot Riot squad, squadron of riot, the Bandog be rioting Defying and making a meal Making a mugger man a bigger badder (Badboy predator!) Taking and making a shotgun hand grenade, ditto, tread Weaponary blast means warning Prepare for the masked one (Shogun rough one!) Picking upon the deer hunter once inside must flee Never to be the enemy Murder squad and Bambi Geta got to get a cheese grater as ammunition Listen thinking about the bigger mission making a murder vision Mighty harpoon British vexed Rubbing upon the rugged one Me summon upon the next Cenobite, the murder is second upon the list for torture Members of the murder squad, onslaught! Respect bring out to all the British Hip Hop crews – Snypa Geta, Bandog – Onslaught! All of you, and you know it You're dead
Writer(s): Bailey, Chris, Craig, Purkass, Roger, Tucker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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