Mia X - I think somebody
Tekst :
[Fiend/(Mia X)]
Chorus
I say somebody want they ass whipped, ass whipped
(I say somebody want they wig split, they wig split)
I say somebody want they ass whipped, ass whipped
(I say somebody want they wig split, they wig split)
Well let em have it x2
[Mia X]
You wanted drama so mama came squeezin shit, passin out clips
Bustin domes, rippin flesh, exposing bones and yes
I bring that, sending G s out barrel at ya, duck and run
Now how far you think you really gettin with this infared on my fuckin gun
Now workin for funds and I ain t the one hour hoe (for real)
But I love to show where it s been tell your body so
Look out for the riders open slider bitch from the TRU click
And camoflauge totin cockin spittin droppin shit not
Them bitches doubt I m bout testin niggas nuts
Alias in jacks we trust I m known for shankin up
Ranking up lyrically with the best MC s
Cause ain t no studio up in me, real niggas feel these
See Mia X is known for bringin wreck on top
Too hard for the beats you niggas drop
KL got the guns and open gunshots
Got the trigger hap temper and the Fiend four sons
A lyrical fiend at it s best and you bitches don t want none
What
Chorus x2
[Fiend]
The colonel gave me permission, Mama drama pass the word to her youngin
Ask how I m comin and will it get them haters runnin
I ask do rats sleep in dungeons, ????? comin
Do quick bullets get to hummin, damn right I ll bring the gun in
Get done in like a knife at a gunfight cause I ain t right
Keepin dope, smokin pipes, like a height cause I m high as a kite
I m cryin to fight, I m a swing with my might, my fist balled tight
Man get it right, somebody best die tonight
Somethin have drama came and as drama came then, then came murder
Fuck your home I want your dome, call me your soul burgular
Have you heard of a shocker server, takin weed to his trunk
Bullets pump, and his cockin bad and louder then his womp womp
When I play it I say it, suck one nigga if yous the man
You man, caucasian, puerto rican, I don t give a damn
All I m sayin, well I ain t sayin fuck, I just want the rushin shit
Bustin shit, screamin at em do you know who your fuckin with
Chorus till fade
Inne utwory
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Half a day from nowhere,
Hurrying to get there
Ninety miles an hour
In two Plymouth wagons
The Avis lady gave us a smile
Tom s getting uptight
Max ll will make it all right
Ken s asleep in back
Artie s reading a map
That s takin...
Sinking I am sinking
Falling I am falling
Drowning I am drowning
Floating in mid air
It s just dragging me down
Faster always faster
There is no way out
There is no way out
No way out
I m caught in this world pool
Spinning I am spinning
I have seen it all
I have seen it all
Seen it all
...
There s a place for us
Somewhere a place for us
Pease and quiet and open air
Wait for us
Somewhere
There s a time for us
Some day a time for us
And together we ve time to spare
Time...
Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine, et lux perpetua.
Requiem aeternam, aeternam dona eis.
Perpetua luceat.
In paradisum.
Christe eleison.
Dona eis requiem sempiternam.
In paradisum.
Christe eleison.
In paradisum.
...
Monkey wrench in my hand
In my groin a swollen gland
Tonight perform brain surgery
Or some gynecology
Clock work
Orange fast be comming
Rampant streets gangs overrunning
After darkness raging war
What do they keep living for?
Sex and violence
I love to hear
Your scream in vain
Pattered blood
And semen stains
Rape and murder lesson learned
Meaning of life...