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Shades on my face, DC's on my feet Walkin' through the dirt cause there's disease in the street Get it up, get a little bit of toxic fumes In the middle of clot that's doomed Fiddle with a riddle watch it boom! In a sizzle on whatever block you choose Droppin' off bombs in the shopping mall Takin' out the excess mess yes let's get it poppin' y'all Am I fazed by them not at all Cause haters don't know dick if they don't posses the cock and balls This is Egypt, Tunisia, Libya Hold your people down, snatch the crown then get rid of ya If you've been corrupting this dog pound, giddy up Bottom beating fucks, probobly stuck with chlamydia I've been seeing a trend, from beginning to end Better tell your friend Gon' be sucking a benz and then stem and Send this letter little writer with a strangers pen They trippin' acid if they think they gettin' me muzzled Cobra Kai sweep them high and watch there fuckin' knees buckle Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang Load 'em up and let's go riding through the badlands This is the beginning but it's feelin' like the last stand That's why we lighting up the tires and the gas cans Just cause it's about to go down, down, down, down, down, down It's goin' down, down, down, down, down I hate your guts, good morning, how you doin'? This everyday, that's how we fucking do it I'm, I'm out the door, if we not both movin' That bullshit that you're talking's foreign I'm not fluent, how do these fakes do it This shit ain't natural, if you are from the future Then where's your capsule? Bastard, I finally mastered And plaster-casted the name, my moments Runnin' much faster so thinking about it's a waste Face plant, she in my lap, digging for some more cash Sinking deeper than that, hoping to raise up her stats You fuckers bending facts, you never did all that You never took over cities and grinded with the axe Nothing but stray cats scratching each other's backs Scratching the surface of the glass house, where you at Y'all just some mice and now this my licence to ill It's going to be fight or flight when they lighting up that still Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang Load 'em up and let's go riding through the badlands This is the beginning but it's feelin' like the last stand That's why we lighting up the tires and the gas cans Just cause it's about to go down, down, down, down, down, down It's goin' down, down, down, down, down If we're summoned then we're gunning Thirty round drumming now you're done in It'll be stunning when we comin' When you front is when we runnin' Do you Soowoo do B-Lue who crew you too I don't give a damn about the colour in the shoes Only how many real niggas I can use When the demons get to fiendin' white wings On the king has been steaming cause the green Everything is really meaning, lusting for the cleaning By the angels, bang hell to the motherfuckers became frail Can't tell your the mane your rain fell Find the witches, dine the wicked, tryin' to get it in If rhymin' is this kinda cryptic slime to dismiss, I'm acidic Bismillah, in a minute wallah you'll be in darkened days Where the people don't ride maybachs, they packin' sparkin K's I'm talkin' 'bout you uppity niggas, I been around that for years I'm the righteous, nicest, light for the fight, in the killer right here Down with your mad clan, bow, kiss your dad's hand I-X my flesh now get your last brand Call me a mad man, and I welcome you into my badland Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang Load 'em up and let's go riding through the badlands This is the beginning but it's feelin' like the last stand That's why we lighting up the tires and the gas cans Just cause it's about to go down, down, down, down, down, down It's goin' down, down, down, down, down
Writer(s): Aaron Dontez Yates, Bernardo Emilio Garcia, Benjamin Miller, Aaron B. Eckhart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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