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knucklehedz - stricktly savage lyrics

[verse 1: steve austin]
right between the eyes, no big surprise
steve austin, the kid that put that sag in your levi’s
with that old, make-you-wanna-lose control kind of stuff
the sh-t you like to pump when you puff
so y’all gather round, it’s going down
got the 4-door fume, the party wrecka’s in town
ringing on your bell, puffin’ on that l
so sit back, relax and roast another sack
and puff a little something, you geeky little nerd
’cause i’m freakin’ with the word when i’m reeking like the herb
i huff (huff!), puff (puff!) your blunt to a roach
grab a newport out the pack, swipe your light then i’m ghost (swayze!)
’cause i’m just the type that gotta get hyper
run and get a bat, and come back inside, swipe ya
so run for it, ’cause steve austin’s lit
and he’s about to lose it
give me 21 guns, a couple of hoods, a big bag of buddha
send my -ss in the sun
and i’ll be straight, until the next alb-m comes
stricktly savage, and the woods is where i’m from

[hook: both x4]
stricktly savage, catchin’ a buzz
i want more and more, you know what that does

[tom j]
oh my gosh, could it be? sabotage?
knucklehedz have landed, so if you’re livin’ large
i know you got something for me
heavy on the damage, it’s the savage, end of story
tom j’s been spotted ’bout it, cause if you didn’t notice
keep fiending on me, i’m so needy, your safety’s hopeless
when i’m looking for the dopeness, don’t be chintzy
‘hey mr. wimpy!’, trying to light the blunt and skippy
it just now hit me, who’s the sticky word is bonder?
when punks like you are getting busted on a corner
tell ’em who’s all upon the illafied mission?
i’m teaching car jackings, so pop the ignition
so when you go to prison, i’m sneaking in your ism
then back to my firebird, yeah, mint condition
that’s how i’m living, stricktly savage

[hook]

[steve austin (tom j){both}]
yo i got no money (and i got none neither)
so i’ll get the benzi (and i’ll get the speakers)
sell it up, h-ll it up (run get some cheeba)
’cause we’re rough, (rugged) and rolling up like reefer
(the hedz is on deck, place is covered, no sweat)
pumped up the jet, just like bill and ted
(on a non-stop adventure) ooooh! (the party wrecka is 100%)
{excellent!}
(primo whipping good deebo, i got more on my menu than jack’s bistro)
the crookedest crooks (with the dirtiest looks)
i used to carry books (but now i carry knives)
wimps run for their lives (i take effect like st. ides)
know by my look (that i can’t be took)
and if your girl gets taken (her parts are getting shook)
out the frame (obsessed, forgot the name)
and if she wants to freak it (call steve, he’s game)
so when i’m banging with the gang, causing much damage
{hanging with the hedz} how you’re living? {stricktly savage!}

[hook]

[tom j]
stricktly savage, word is bond

[steve austin]
knucklehedz ’93, word up, stricktly savage tip

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