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reef the lost cauze - pay-per-view lyrics

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[intro]:
[bill wilc-ck]:
this is bill wilc-ck reporting to you live from south philadelphia, usa. where one time t-tan reef the lost cauze is coming out of retirement
bob what are your thought on this?

[bob]:
i think the kid doesn’t have a shot in h-ll. he’s been outta the game way too long he’s old. these new kids today they don’t care about fundamentals, they just go for the throat

[verse one]:
yo spazz out like i smoke dust
get your soul crushed
a.o.t.p. greatest group since cold crush
f-cked up your head like bowl cuts
run up on you with cowboys and indians like a gold rush
and you know what?
you ain’t so tough
i pump iron like “dah i’m so buff.”
this beats so tough i’m just k!llin’ it
y’all all the same but i’m just different
you wanna be down you asking for a membership
late registration you download feminine
with hoes i’m a gentlemen pull chairs out and all
an hour later she suckin the air out my b-lls
you on my d-ck like you wearing my draws
if you nice dmx is scared of a dog
nerd rappers on stage making the dork face
we was playing gi joe you at the strawberry shortcake
i smoke weed green as a port snake
by noon already on my forth 8th
we burn down cities and torch states
on the stage with a f-ckin’ burner in a northface

[hook]:
tear this sh-t down what i came to do
brought the banger too just to aim at you
i point at your dome, amazin’ view
we get live like cable this is pay-per-view
say attica
attica
attica
attica
fat b-tches give the best head
you’ll be next dead
red dot your motherf-ckin face like a redhead

[verse two]:
freckle your knot, heckler and koch
“f-ck you officer.” disrespecting the cops
your chest’ll get popped
i’m on drugs mescal and pot
got love for wack n-ggas especially not
on some white dude’s sh-t
i’m ready to rock
here i come, ready or not, confetti your top
bang this out on every block
and if they ask about the kid just tell ’em he hot
and he’ll f-ck up your props in a blink of a eye
dr. king had a dream why you think that he died
your mans a b-tch and you think that he’ll ride
i think he’ll lie and leave your -ss to fry
like chicken do i drink b-tches brew
have your dumb-ss asking why i’m hittin’ you
proud black man
but i’m a n-gga too vicious too
your album couldn’t f-ck with my interview

[hook]:
tear this sh-t down what i came to do
brought the banger too just to aim at you
i point at your dome, amazin’ view
we get live like cable this is pay-per-view
say attica
attica
attica
attica
fat b-tches give the best head
you’ll be next dead
red dot your motherf-ckin face like a redhead

[outro]:
[bill wilc-ck]:
hahaha well he certainly shut you the f-ck up huh?

[bob]:
yeah well you know sometimes these old guys…they still got the fight in ’em. i didn;t know the kid had it in ’em, but he still got something special

[bill wilc-ck]
are you drunk?

[bob]:
yes. yes i am



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