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anton the bum & hurtz - chiraq remix lyrics

anton the bum’s verse

i’m an old man, i’m still using vinyl
but these new arrivals can’t do what i do
they’ve been programmed like computer files
so few are mindful, these juveniles
move backwards like the jewish bible
wanna battle? word? that’s suicidal
oh you haven’t heard? just choose a style
i’ll adapt to yours, then crucify you
like pontious pilate, i’m non-compliant
with fake discussions, no compromises
i’ll mark your eyelids, black and blue
like angel dust sprinkled on a violet
whether literal or in the booth i can injure you
i got my heart from midas
it’s made of gold, but don’t play me though
that’ll make it colder than a block of ice is
who got you tw-ts excited like you want a riot?
thats shortsighted, stay calm and quiet
or get beat with bars until yours are lifeless
once the screaming halts, it’s just an awkward silence
i go hard as migrant workers do, and get surgical
like a dr.’s slices
so even when i’m burpin’ brew with hurl on my shoes
your broad’s delighted
when my johnson rises , like apartment prices
cause of gentrification
she’s trying to guess where my names from
it’s mediterranean, but it’s not from cyprus
it’s sicilian, i got her on a sausage diet
she slobs it like it’s got the cure for blindness
and she’s helen keller, i can smell a yeller
she’s got a vice grip
her box is tight as
a training bra on dolly pardon
maybe more, that nani’s awesome
i made it sore, “you blazed it raw?”
you crazy? naaaah, she’s probably got some
extra sh-t from her past relations
trying to bless the kid
that’s why magics taking
medicine for the rest of his d-mn life
i’m not messing with the aggravation
of getting hiv, i don’t ever slip
“i’m pregnant” , congratulations
that’s a precious gift, yes it is
and you should let it live
but don’t ask me to raise him
i haven’t jizzed in you, i wore a condom
and it never ripped, sp go back to your man
i’ll bet it’s his, sic maury on him
have him tested, start hatching a plan
by the time it hatches i’ll be long gone
with a chick from hong kong , (bong bong)
trying to smash it
going postal on the p-ssy when i slide my package inside her vag lips
treat it lie elastic
when i’m nice and blasted, i’m quite erratic
my sight gets bad and i wear the type of gl-sses
that’ll make the golden girls look like ripe attractive
aspiring actresses, you’d find in a pageant
sometimes i wake up and i’m embarr-ssed
i’m a grimey b-st-rd

hurtz’s verse

i been grinding at it. i got grinding habits. i got grams of magic
i love the streets got her hand in marriage
i k!ll the beat i’m a f-ckin savage
i’m a live it up f-ck livin average
wen u gettin wealthy don’t forget to stash it
staying healthy, gettin cabbage

back up in this b-tch
& i stay fly cuz i stay grinding. & i stay high cuz i stay smoking like i’m chain smoking
w-ssup wit ur b-tch she stay open. all in my bed wit her legs open
i be trapping shop never closin. them n-ggas rattin man them n-ggas rodents
f-ck wat u heard murder she wrote it bout to pour a cup of this purple potion
sippin & listening to jigga oceans. i been gettin chicken u ain’t even kno it
it’s right beside me and i’m fin to blow it. finna throw it
watch the b-tches crowd me. if u ever try me i’m a catch a homi
they gon find the body in the river floatin. n-ggas goin
straight to the pros.. straight out the jects
n-gga show me respect or get rocked in the nose
got a flock of hoes. they pop molly n take rocks up the nose
but i’m probably wit a hot mami or a young thotty wit some bomb p-ssy call her kamikaze
i kno all my n-ggas got me. i wish they would i’m in they hood wit a f-ckin shoty
i ain’t ace hood but ima stay hood til on wakin up in a new bugatti
left the drugs and i took the money. doubled back went and got the bricks
took the keys to like i own da crib. riding round in a stolen whip
illegal hustle too legit to quit. olympic hustle all i do is flip
olympic jordan’s n-gga number six.. hit the block wit like a hunned nicks
it’s a ounce short somebody stole a zip.give a f-ck if he blood or crip
got a cold shoulder if u roll over then it’s game over like i’m lil flip
flip a little n-gga live a little. got a pack of pills mnm n skittles
let her ride the d. watch her t-tties jiggle. i get in between malcolm in the middle
binge drinking i been thinking that my ship sinkin. but i’m still pimpin
n-ggas still snitchin but it ain’t a problem set up in harlem like i’m bill clinton

- anton the bum hurtz lyrics

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