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dont feed the savages – somethin’ fierce lyrics

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[verse 1]
attilah tha hun:

m-th-f-ckin animal like
so no canibal when i hit you with the animal bite
when animals strike. me and phantom got in it one night
they had called peta to break apart the animal fight

i’m fighting tooth and nail on the battle field
fist of steel they be baffled when i shatter shields
how you really feel f-ckin with gorilla guild
you slippin lookin for us left a trail of bannana peels

i’m the best ever, and all i do is get better
something dies for the hide when you rock leather
so f-ck a knit sweater. her name i can’t remember
she f-cked my brains out, it’s like i never met her

kid you’re f-ckin finished, i be burning bridges
i be burning witches, be burning crucifixes
you can’t stand the heat get out the f-ckin kitchen
and go get the women. boo i’m just kiddin

you know i be playing. how you doin lady
i got a new mercedes, but its from the 80’s
and it’s paint is faded. can i hit it maybe?
now she’s screaming bl–dy murder waking up the dead babies

how you feel about it? you should k!ll about it?
you couldn’t live without it. write a will about it
you should read about it. you should bleed about it
tell a hun about it. punch a nun, i’m outty

[verse 2]
phantom:

flow is not logical
don’t know my b-tch name but i just call her tropical
touch of a god, i’ll disintegrate your molecules
your b-tch don’t give brain but i made it so possible

like a zombie you can’t stop me if you popped me
i ain’t worried about sh-t (be)cause a group of k!llers got me
you the type to run when the guns get to poppin
i’m the type to clap back and air out your houses

[verse 3]
preach:

i’m a rapping giraffe that be rapping and having asthma attacks-
while smashing a bad b-tch and p-ssin her back to the pack-
while packing a blunt, a fat one at that as a matter [of] fact
battling me that’ll be whack. for who…

for you and your crew and who ever doin it too
i’m an intangible canibal that can’t be k!lled
blood stains on you families quilt your girlfriends panties filled
buts a nut in her face, that b-tch will cry over spilt milk

[outro]

preach: b-tch shut the f-ck up and clean that sh-t off your face
phantom: man f-ck these n-gguhs, i’m the best that ever did it and the best that ever does it

preach: b-tch behave. what it do it’s preach the hip-hop f-ckin hippie
phantom: i was doin it when you wasn’t. f-ck your b-tch, f-ck your ???, f-ck your momma f-ck your cousin. i probably f-cked all of them too

preach: shout out to the dead homies, shout out to the living homies, shout out to the housies, shout out to the homettes, shout out to my n-gguh attilah tha hun
attilah tha hun: f-ck your nation, f-ck your momma, f-ck ur mommas momma, f-ck ur mommas cousins and sisters, all dat sh-t

preach: phantom where the f-ck you at with my bike?! come on n-gguh. we in compton n-gguh. i’m trying to get back to long beach california. popo’s on my -ss
phantom: i probably f-cked your momma in the b-tt. ya dig? yea man. jungles! five times

preach: come on n-gguh preach!
attilah tha hun: i sock m-th-f-ckas in the face for a living m-th-f-cka! i get paid for that sh-t! what?!

- dont feed the savages lyrics

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