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dj muggs & al.divino - landslide lyrics

[intro]
giant robot, obey, into the war, up and away
yeah
use your megaton punch now!

[verse 1]
ayo, dump the fent’ in the bag
mink? problems down in my last
scr+pin’ change for a pack of bogies doused, thinkin’ for me
coastin’ cory pop upon you like, paxaton? and phil
stab you like you got my opus dead
sh+lls like macaroni grilled in the sk!ll wit’ it
lookin’ at a meal ticket
i got you stacked now
just gotta deal with it
where i’m from ain’t no sunshine like bill withers
i will swayze my b+tch with the grill flippers (grill)
i’m just happy [?] kids watch ’til i see deals fitted
dyin’ even ain’t enough to bear with us
split yo’ wig like a filet dinner
k!llas listen to my sh+t and catchin’ sh+t to k!ll them, son
alpine by the pies, don’t get yo’ body outlined
got your pig back, it’s about time

[chorus]
grinnin’ by a landslide (haha)
shooters on stand by
it’s whatever you wanna do
respect gotta earn mine
son
you winnin’ by a landslide
shooters on stand by (you already know)
it’s whatever you wanna do (it’s whatever)
respect gotta earn mine (right)
[verse 2]
ayo, cognac on cap, they sick of doing that (yeah)
every song crack
right where i belong, back you down
break your leg when i stop you then [?] that (gimme that)
you’re a p+wn
sacrifice you without a second thought (bo bo)
let the heckler hoop
slice you severed the sword to a o (woo)
make an engineer catch a speaker in the studio
stupid dough
got the juice like no [?]
this a new zone
dirt, do it alone (right)
bend dummy coke switch on it
put a hit on it (bo bo)
for real, lord
muggs speaks sound like a film score (boo boo boo boo boo boo boo)
mac spits just like fillmore slang (ay)
catch him runnin’, you will k!ll for (ah)
strapped up like a marine corps (bip bip bip bip bip bip)
super blow, broke? bunny, rappers need to read more (you need to read a book)
not as smart as you think he was (nah)
bl!ck in the car
you always talk, i beg your pardon
your denim charred
just tighten the wuss, [?] should let along (peace, god)
my hitter sniffin’ raw, get done
flippin’ product ’til we livin’ large (go)
meet the throttle in the drivel, politic ditto
while the pot sizzle (woo)
everything i drop is ‘fficial (you know that)
hollows hit you, from a block away (bop bop)
your mama holla “hallelujah” (woo)
models slob on my kn+b and hop in the uber (ay)
yeah
[outro]
that’s what i call a great robot, huh!

- dj muggs al divino lyrics

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