Song | Bushmaster Music feat. Vinnie Paz & Lateb |
Artist | Blaq Poet |
Album | Blaq Poet Society |
[00:00.24] | The **** you say now, huh? Hey, huh? |
[00:04.85] | Bam bam bam mother****er I am strapped. ? |
[00:11.10] | I got the AR-15, let me hit his head |
[00:13.69] | Heard us running up inside the crib and then he shit his bed |
[00:16.38] | I ain’t trying to hear nothing cousin give me bread |
[00:18.99] | The only thing inside the duffel bag shrunken heads |
[00:21.66] | That’s how mother****ing grimy we are |
[00:23.92] | You don’t wanna see how mother****ing violent we are |
[00:26.54] | Yeah or where the mother****ing silencers are |
[00:29.20] | What the Asiatic mother****ing sciences are |
[00:32.05] | I know you saying that this mother****er curse a lot |
[00:35.06] | I’m just trying to balance out the fact you rock a purse a lot |
[00:37.76] | I heard you suck dick and walk around in skirts a lot |
[00:40.54] | Listen to Kanye West, recite his verse a lot |
[00:43.22] | Pazienza I don’t rock with that soft shit |
[00:45.95] | We juice crew Hilltop hardcore shit |
[00:48.57] | We got the ? digger uncut raw shit |
[00:51.13] | To put his mother****ing body in the morgue shit |
[00:54.22] | |
[01:04.93] | Murder the murder the more crime, that’s what I’m about |
[01:07.35] | Find these mother****ers, air em out, I don’t care about |
[01:10.03] | Your innocence, don’t be in my vicinity |
[01:12.45] | Bullets got no name, I aim at my enemies |
[01:15.31] | Empty the clip, pistol-whipping your friends |
[01:17.86] | Reload my shit just to kill em again |
[01:20.48] | My house of pain, ain’t no way outta here |
[01:23.53] | **** outta here, catching mad bodies here |
[01:26.25] | I got that new shit you bang |
[01:28.69] | Screwball wilding out with the Pistol Gang |
[01:31.40] | Yeah, ain’t no way of stopping this |
[01:34.31] | Don’t be scared, just prepare for the Apocalypse |
[01:36.91] | **** what you gotta say |
[01:39.68] | I’m a predator, y’all mother****ers is the prey |
[01:42.42] | I can do the shit in my sleep |
[01:45.27] | I was told to terrorize rappers and torture the beats |
[01:47.79] | They got Uzis, they got shotguns, they got explosives, |
[01:54.72] | they got access to any kind of weapon they want within 24 hours. |
[01:58.38] | This is Smash Mouth, might as well I took the MAC out |
[02:01.19] | Cut your pretty grill now you got something to rap out |
[02:03.75] | Mercenary merciless no stopping if you tap out |
[02:06.39] | Take everything like po’s raiding the stash house |
[02:09.18] | I’mma break your nose with the poetry of rose |
[02:11.63] | ? your blind faith like the ****ing rosary you hold |
[02:14.32] | Openly I’m bold cause I’ve broken all the laws |
[02:16.96] | ? my soul |
[02:19.84] | Evil’s all I know, ? fiending for control |
[02:22.44] | So each second of each day the demon in him grows |
[02:25.05] | ? feed him all day ? never fold |
[02:27.85] | Interrupt him while he’s eating now you bleeding in the fold |
[02:30.47] | Gotta know what trouble is the opposite of rubber grip |
[02:33.29] | Tied to a chair, ? bucket lips |
[02:35.88] | You should stop complaining, the muttering and mumbling |
[02:38.77] | Cause ? cause eternal suffering |
[02:41.66] |
[00:00.24] | The you say now, huh? Hey, huh? |
[00:04.85] | Bam bam bam mother er I am strapped. ? |
[00:11.10] | I got the AR15, let me hit his head |
[00:13.69] | Heard us running up inside the crib and then he shit his bed |
[00:16.38] | I ain' t trying to hear nothing cousin give me bread |
[00:18.99] | The only thing inside the duffel bag shrunken heads |
[00:21.66] | That' s how mother ing grimy we are |
[00:23.92] | You don' t wanna see how mother ing violent we are |
[00:26.54] | Yeah or where the mother ing silencers are |
[00:29.20] | What the Asiatic mother ing sciences are |
[00:32.05] | I know you saying that this mother er curse a lot |
[00:35.06] | I' m just trying to balance out the fact you rock a purse a lot |
[00:37.76] | I heard you suck dick and walk around in skirts a lot |
[00:40.54] | Listen to Kanye West, recite his verse a lot |
[00:43.22] | Pazienza I don' t rock with that soft shit |
[00:45.95] | We juice crew Hilltop hardcore shit |
[00:48.57] | We got the ? digger uncut raw shit |
[00:51.13] | To put his mother ing body in the morgue shit |
[00:54.22] | |
[01:04.93] | Murder the murder the more crime, that' s what I' m about |
[01:07.35] | Find these mother ers, air em out, I don' t care about |
[01:10.03] | Your innocence, don' t be in my vicinity |
[01:12.45] | Bullets got no name, I aim at my enemies |
[01:15.31] | Empty the clip, pistolwhipping your friends |
[01:17.86] | Reload my shit just to kill em again |
[01:20.48] | My house of pain, ain' t no way outta here |
[01:23.53] | outta here, catching mad bodies here |
[01:26.25] | I got that new shit you bang |
[01:28.69] | Screwball wilding out with the Pistol Gang |
[01:31.40] | Yeah, ain' t no way of stopping this |
[01:34.31] | Don' t be scared, just prepare for the Apocalypse |
[01:36.91] | what you gotta say |
[01:39.68] | I' m a predator, y' all mother ers is the prey |
[01:42.42] | I can do the shit in my sleep |
[01:45.27] | I was told to terrorize rappers and torture the beats |
[01:47.79] | They got Uzis, they got shotguns, they got explosives, |
[01:54.72] | they got access to any kind of weapon they want within 24 hours. |
[01:58.38] | This is Smash Mouth, might as well I took the MAC out |
[02:01.19] | Cut your pretty grill now you got something to rap out |
[02:03.75] | Mercenary merciless no stopping if you tap out |
[02:06.39] | Take everything like po' s raiding the stash house |
[02:09.18] | I' mma break your nose with the poetry of rose |
[02:11.63] | ? your blind faith like the ing rosary you hold |
[02:14.32] | Openly I' m bold cause I' ve broken all the laws |
[02:16.96] | ? my soul |
[02:19.84] | Evil' s all I know, ? fiending for control |
[02:22.44] | So each second of each day the demon in him grows |
[02:25.05] | ? feed him all day ? never fold |
[02:27.85] | Interrupt him while he' s eating now you bleeding in the fold |
[02:30.47] | Gotta know what trouble is the opposite of rubber grip |
[02:33.29] | Tied to a chair, ? bucket lips |
[02:35.88] | You should stop complaining, the muttering and mumbling |
[02:38.77] | Cause ? cause eternal suffering |
[02:41.66] |