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raw breed - open season lyrics

open season! (x8)

open fire, bullets come flyin’ out the iron
the rhymin’ ? is a blind, how i’m firin’
scratch the flint yo, i’m rippin’ slaughter
get your wife and daughter, and run for the border
in order to escape, i can’t wait, too late, too late!
yo imma step now imma gonna have to take
your heart and rip it apart with my art
you should’ve been smart from the moment that you start
speaking, knowing that i can’t be beaten
our crew leave ?retreatin’ anyone compeatin’
i ?cast to defense? of the great gladiator
terminator, operator, raw breed crusader
the greater dominator with the power to devour
suckers by the hour cuz they sweet and sour
soft of course,yo yo, you’re gonna take a loss
cuz i’m like ?omega of a great rebel force

open season (x8)

mc’s they wanna piece of the action, reaction
to my style, wild crazy, zany, but can you blame me?
for knocking mcs off the soft critters
begginers, you wanna get bigger, i’m iller
my rhymes a lot, you see i cut like psycho
mako, you better get slick when i flip, off sh-t
well here comes the melee, or pele
kicks ’em like jack when i rip, so sit
i’m giving you fits, you see my clan got the scam
rock the block with power pack with gats
contact is made and mcs they wanna get paid
no deal, i steal what they made
i’m taking the whack i put ’em back in the pile
its foul, that’s where it belong
i wrote longer ?
its torture, i scorch ya
i fire mcs like fried rice, see i’m nice, i’m giving advice
i’m on a trip with no reason, i break fool with no raw
it’s open season, its open season!

open season (x8)

but yo, i’m no jokin’, a brotha that is open
for drinkin, ruggin, ?
sportin rough rhymes, i grip ?
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imma kick payday, where yo one side!
b-tches on the jock, yo they drop to get mine
autograph, grab cash with the paragraph
trash, crash the outlaw to outlast
all the compet-tion won’t you listen as i list a rhyme kickin’
yo i’m flippin’ all the compet-tion
you see the bounty hunter take you under
as i catch ya then i torture, amusing!
puttin’, tuttin’ and shootin’
shoot for the kill, boom!
should i load the musket, for the gunpowder
yo i bag it then i bust it
another brother, slang soldier
i can’t say that i’m deranged, strange
with the long range ?jane?
now you’re the markmen, yo, dead cop, bullseye!
your mommy gonna cry, why?
cuz you’re gonna die
its

open season (x16)

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