Swung On Lyrics
| Song | Swung On |
| Artist | YoungStar |
| Artist | Stanley Clarke |
| Album | Romeo Must Die |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Vocal：Stanley Clark/Politix | |
| Woo! | |
| Politix, 2000 and 10 | |
| Politix like that | |
| 'Who the hell you talkin' to? | |
| I will knock the black off you!' | |
| Come on, come on, come on | |
| Come out swingin', ha | |
| Politix, heh heh | |
| Check it out | |
| Check it, check it | |
| Yo, I grab mothaf***** and throw 'em across the room | |
| Hit 'em with the boom, bam, Gotti | |
| Might body slam a n**** | |
| Drop that cat even if he is bigger | |
| See, I know more Kung Fu than Hoof Digger | |
| And I smack a n**** before I squeeze the trigga | |
| Let me hit ya with a smack to the grill | |
| And move you back to the real | |
| You suckas act like ya thrilled | |
| Your whole style's chump, tryna front like you dumb | |
| Huh, what, you just a drunk f***** punk | |
| About to get your nose broke, nobody likes those folk | |
| Watch out for them brothas with them swelled flows | |
| You tryna get away, we stickin' you like velcro | |
| I'm steady steppin' over all the posers | |
| I spit the cool lyrics and it froze ya | |
| Just for a second made ya think | |
| Realize we on a break, no time to blink | |
| The future's now, products of life and times | |
| Be responsible and use your mind | |
| Cuz I'm quick on my feet like a kick from Jack D | |
| That you did not expect, now there's pain in your neck | |
| Shake it off, yo, you gon' live | |
| Just pay more attention to the gifts we give | |
| Bout to get swung on, bringin' violence to me | |
| I ain't f***** with y'all, so don't be f***** with me | |
| You could get swung on if you ain't actin' right | |
| Did you ever think you would get smacked tonight? | |
| Swingin' on 'em | |
| Left rights, right lefts | |
| Upper cuts | |
| Yo, whatever bulls*** you could bring some | |
| My Kung Fu's weigh a ton, about to swing one | |
| Rock you, knock you and I sock you | |
| Lock you, stop you, chop you, trick and drop you | |
| I swung with Kung, but now it's time for hip-hop fool | |
| A fight scene at a club, ain't enough love | |
| Dope beats get hug, focus precise, this thug | |
| All chromes, y'all swept under the rug | |
| Bodies drug, sucka what, show love | |
| Styles and tactics are not ?efwitable? | |
| Don't attempt.. you wanna limp | |
| Futuristic flow, quite terrific like the glow in the baby's eye | |
| We be them guys | |
| Get swung on, bringin' violence to me | |
| I ain't f***** with y'all, so don't be f***** with me | |
| I figure to treat a n**** like a punchin' bag | |
| If he disrespects my space and gets up in my face | |
| Yo, back up, you better back up | |
| Do I gotta hit you? | |
| And get into an altercation with the n***** with you? | |
| I catch that little faker with the hate naked | |
| I swing (bump bump) like we in Jamaica | |
| Yo, we all got fists but y'all got dissed | |
| Whatever, whatever n****, it's all Politix | |
| Universal, J. Thorn, Politix been born | |
| Know that, uh uh | |
| Get swung on | |
| Get swung on | |
| (Smack the black off you) | |
| Get swung on |
| Vocal: Stanley Clark Politix | |
| Woo! | |
| Politix, 2000 and 10 | |
| Politix like that | |
| ' Who the hell you talkin' to? | |
| I will knock the black off you!' | |
| Come on, come on, come on | |
| Come out swingin', ha | |
| Politix, heh heh | |
| Check it out | |
| Check it, check it | |
| Yo, I grab mothaf and throw ' em across the room | |
| Hit ' em with the boom, bam, Gotti | |
| Might body slam a n | |
| Drop that cat even if he is bigger | |
| See, I know more Kung Fu than Hoof Digger | |
| And I smack a n before I squeeze the trigga | |
| Let me hit ya with a smack to the grill | |
| And move you back to the real | |
| You suckas act like ya thrilled | |
| Your whole style' s chump, tryna front like you dumb | |
| Huh, what, you just a drunk f punk | |
| About to get your nose broke, nobody likes those folk | |
| Watch out for them brothas with them swelled flows | |
| You tryna get away, we stickin' you like velcro | |
| I' m steady steppin' over all the posers | |
| I spit the cool lyrics and it froze ya | |
| Just for a second made ya think | |
| Realize we on a break, no time to blink | |
| The future' s now, products of life and times | |
| Be responsible and use your mind | |
| Cuz I' m quick on my feet like a kick from Jack D | |
| That you did not expect, now there' s pain in your neck | |
| Shake it off, yo, you gon' live | |
| Just pay more attention to the gifts we give | |
| Bout to get swung on, bringin' violence to me | |
| I ain' t f with y' all, so don' t be f with me | |
| You could get swung on if you ain' t actin' right | |
| Did you ever think you would get smacked tonight? | |
| Swingin' on ' em | |
| Left rights, right lefts | |
| Upper cuts | |
| Yo, whatever bulls you could bring some | |
| My Kung Fu' s weigh a ton, about to swing one | |
| Rock you, knock you and I sock you | |
| Lock you, stop you, chop you, trick and drop you | |
| I swung with Kung, but now it' s time for hiphop fool | |
| A fight scene at a club, ain' t enough love | |
| Dope beats get hug, focus precise, this thug | |
| All chromes, y' all swept under the rug | |
| Bodies drug, sucka what, show love | |
| Styles and tactics are not ? efwitable? | |
| Don' t attempt.. you wanna limp | |
| Futuristic flow, quite terrific like the glow in the baby' s eye | |
| We be them guys | |
| Get swung on, bringin' violence to me | |
| I ain' t f with y' all, so don' t be f with me | |
| I figure to treat a n like a punchin' bag | |
| If he disrespects my space and gets up in my face | |
| Yo, back up, you better back up | |
| Do I gotta hit you? | |
| And get into an altercation with the n with you? | |
| I catch that little faker with the hate naked | |
| I swing bump bump like we in Jamaica | |
| Yo, we all got fists but y' all got dissed | |
| Whatever, whatever n, it' s all Politix | |
| Universal, J. Thorn, Politix been born | |
| Know that, uh uh | |
| Get swung on | |
| Get swung on | |
| Smack the black off you | |
| Get swung on |
| Vocal: Stanley Clark Politix | |
| Woo! | |
| Politix, 2000 and 10 | |
| Politix like that | |
| ' Who the hell you talkin' to? | |
| I will knock the black off you!' | |
| Come on, come on, come on | |
| Come out swingin', ha | |
| Politix, heh heh | |
| Check it out | |
| Check it, check it | |
| Yo, I grab mothaf and throw ' em across the room | |
| Hit ' em with the boom, bam, Gotti | |
| Might body slam a n | |
| Drop that cat even if he is bigger | |
| See, I know more Kung Fu than Hoof Digger | |
| And I smack a n before I squeeze the trigga | |
| Let me hit ya with a smack to the grill | |
| And move you back to the real | |
| You suckas act like ya thrilled | |
| Your whole style' s chump, tryna front like you dumb | |
| Huh, what, you just a drunk f punk | |
| About to get your nose broke, nobody likes those folk | |
| Watch out for them brothas with them swelled flows | |
| You tryna get away, we stickin' you like velcro | |
| I' m steady steppin' over all the posers | |
| I spit the cool lyrics and it froze ya | |
| Just for a second made ya think | |
| Realize we on a break, no time to blink | |
| The future' s now, products of life and times | |
| Be responsible and use your mind | |
| Cuz I' m quick on my feet like a kick from Jack D | |
| That you did not expect, now there' s pain in your neck | |
| Shake it off, yo, you gon' live | |
| Just pay more attention to the gifts we give | |
| Bout to get swung on, bringin' violence to me | |
| I ain' t f with y' all, so don' t be f with me | |
| You could get swung on if you ain' t actin' right | |
| Did you ever think you would get smacked tonight? | |
| Swingin' on ' em | |
| Left rights, right lefts | |
| Upper cuts | |
| Yo, whatever bulls you could bring some | |
| My Kung Fu' s weigh a ton, about to swing one | |
| Rock you, knock you and I sock you | |
| Lock you, stop you, chop you, trick and drop you | |
| I swung with Kung, but now it' s time for hiphop fool | |
| A fight scene at a club, ain' t enough love | |
| Dope beats get hug, focus precise, this thug | |
| All chromes, y' all swept under the rug | |
| Bodies drug, sucka what, show love | |
| Styles and tactics are not ? efwitable? | |
| Don' t attempt.. you wanna limp | |
| Futuristic flow, quite terrific like the glow in the baby' s eye | |
| We be them guys | |
| Get swung on, bringin' violence to me | |
| I ain' t f with y' all, so don' t be f with me | |
| I figure to treat a n like a punchin' bag | |
| If he disrespects my space and gets up in my face | |
| Yo, back up, you better back up | |
| Do I gotta hit you? | |
| And get into an altercation with the n with you? | |
| I catch that little faker with the hate naked | |
| I swing bump bump like we in Jamaica | |
| Yo, we all got fists but y' all got dissed | |
| Whatever, whatever n, it' s all Politix | |
| Universal, J. Thorn, Politix been born | |
| Know that, uh uh | |
| Get swung on | |
| Get swung on | |
| Smack the black off you | |
| Get swung on |
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