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icewater - animal lyrics

i dump at your grill again, they said i’m wilding
plus i’m from the island, something like gilligan
get slugs from the pump, just from grilling men
and spun like a ceiling fan, and slumped in the trunk, cause we militant
n-gg-s better duck, when we killing sh-t
cuz stumik get crunk, and i don’t give a f-ck, if you feeling it
ain’t trying to be caught in the mix, my watch looking like
n-gg-s h-t me with a snowball on my wrist
i’m getting neck with the lights on, hulk hogan sh-t
i’m sitting on twenty-two inch pythons
and i keep something new in that right palm
so what i got to prove, it ain’t sh-t you could do when your life’s gone
aiyo, if you ain’t from round here, don’t come around here
i don’t know what you heard, they carry guns round here
i know you heard they kill them boys round here
listen (watch what you say, it’s on around here)
yo, really though, it’s all good, grew up around here
i watch fiends get high, and throw up round here
so be careful, when you roam round here
when you leave home, make sure you keep the chrome round there
you don’t wanna clash with cash, and end up
with your body bent up, in that plastic bag
i leave you bl–dy as a maxipad, you know me
d.c., i’m in the streets like a taxi cab
you n-gg-s sweeter than a laffy taf, and as far as that lead
i let it spread like a nasty rash
they only thing you ever clapped was gl-ss, on the ballcourt
i bet that sawed-off’ll turn that -ss to gr-ss
you all talk, you won’t actually last
you probably think it’s game, until them thang-thangs actually blast
yo, when it blows, you can catch these drafts, the cold chills
from cold steel, it’s ill, like a nasty gash
paulie, i’m an “animal”, trying to find something to eat
you don’t want it with me, i be hunting for beef
it’ll be another dead body under a sheet
for trying to f-ck with my bread, i stomp ’em under the street
n-gg-s think they hear thunder when i’m thumping the heat
i make it rain like lil’ wayne, you can’t f-ck with the beast
i punch n-gg-s in they face, bear knuckle the cheek
a whole mouth full of fists, you lose a couple of teeth
sorry i don’t spit commercial rap, paulie murk the track
and it can get a lot of worse than that
if i showed you how i work the mack, i leave a couple doves
and he-rs-s at the church, lineback the pack

- icewater lyrics

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