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lord lhus & robin da landlord - fucking the booth up lyrics

[verse 1]
yo, i hate the scene, it’s fake, that’s the truth cuz
y’all rappers flat out lying just like the news does
bring the pain, don’t know where the love is
when you step i have you flowin’ in vain like your blood is
i survive like indigenous tribes
survival of the fittest i bring it with diligent vibe
yo, on a mission to knock you opposition
the sick ones confuse with life like will smith’s son
when it comes to underground i’m the truest
unstoppable essence like [?] and weather movement
you could never stop the natural force
knockin’ you off the track so fast like [?] ridin’ the iron horse
i never lost a battle, drunk or sober
when i start spittin’ compet-tion fall like october
breed life through energy with the sound
and breed life through sp-ce like molecular clouds, yo

[hook]
come on, jump, lhus f-ckin’ the booth up
who’s up? wack mcs is getting [?] up
come on, jump, lhus f-ckin’ the booth up
too much garbage they spitting and make your -ss up
come on, jump, lhus f-ckin’ the booth up
who’s up? wack mcs is getting boozed up
come on, jump, lhus f-ckin’ the booth up
too much garbage they spitting and make your -ss up

[verse 2]
i rumble in the streets with no love
while you mumble over beats weep like young thug
you got bars, i got a ton more
watch me introduce three to one in the booth, the metaphor
i absorb somkes from newports
you could be a midget from oakland
but that don’t make you too short
son, i’m too pure, rough and dirty like a callous is
i leave a pile of ruins on the ground where your palace is
i give mcs deep -n-lysis
and [?] through their dream like sleep paralysis
then while you actionless, my thoughts become blasphemous
p-ssionless stabbing your heart in through a mattress
it’s disastrous, lock it down like alcatraz
[?] around the globe like america has (for real)
so who want it? son, i’m comin’ at you
stay mega low like that german rapper, yo

[hook]
come on, jump, lhus f-ckin’ the booth up
who’s up? wack mcs is getting boozed up
come on, jump, lhus f-ckin’ the booth up
too much garbage they spitting and make your -ss up
come on, jump, lhus f-ckin’ the booth up
who’s up? wack mcs is getting [?] up
come on, jump, lhus f-ckin’ the booth up
too much garbage they spitting and make your -ss up

- lord lhus robin da landlord lyrics

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