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swollen members - go for mine lyrics

[buc fifty]
yeah, from the top. i don’t think they know. but as if you didn’t know by now: l brothers, swollen members, buc fifty, t to be fam. it never stops. there’s too many ducks in the game now. it’s about time we evaporate all you motherf-ckers for real. no doubt, we love to spit the real. we love to spit the real.

[buc fifty]
blind fanatics, attack rhymes leave damage,
and foes to oppose, cut father
didn’t manage to erase me out the game.
southeast 6 1 9 battle veteran
in a compet-tion i victimize.
word spray, ghetto word play,
take sh-t back to the days of k day.
ready rock, babylon to test non-stop,
world domination, f-ck curb-servin blocks.
south pacific, scientific cause panic,
spit lines terrific, no surprise, see i planned it.
you h-m-s-xual rap cats can scratch that,
don’t play for gays, fake thugs, fake ways.
thoughts i generate and never scared to stop spittin,
don’t hear nothin but the music i’m ???.
l brothers: ever-evolvin, ducks fallin,
into rhyme re-lapse, these record tracks.
mad child blaze, spittin real on top,
in memory of rob-1 ’cause ya can’t be stopped.

[chorus – scratching the following variations of a cut]
[cut father]
just get down, and go for mine,
1 2, and run down the line.
just get down, and run down the line.
just get down… 1 2.

[madchild]
swingin the axe. bringing the pain while i’m bringin the facts,
keep climbin ’cause i’m workin while these others relax.
rippin tracks from cut father don’t bather half-steppin,
mad child and buc fifty: that’s three deadly weapons.
reppin the west, staplin the maple leafe to my chest,
that sixteen bars between bars and stripes.
used to go to malls and fight, now i stay up all night,
thinking. mappin out my future ’cause my family’s tight.
we keep it thorough. we get inside your head just like a neurosurgeon,
to some my origin is discouragin,
no fade in this canadian hurricane keep flourishin.
doubt this? hows this: i put my money where my mouth is,
joust from north to south. you don’t know anything about this.
partner startin a label, able to rock but unstable,
terrifying talents of the mentally unbalanced,
king of skull-crushing confusion that welcomes any challenge.

[chorus]

[buc fifty]
i can hand-cuff lightning, throw thunder in jail,
hold tornadoes in the palm of both hands when thy bail.
full fatal and ??? bomb, i am phenominal,
if i laid on train tracks i’d make that sh-t de-rail.
hold still, i’m so i’ll i make medicine sick,
kill a ??? my head split wild plan with this.
style until i feel well and done with it.
you a broke wrist rapper with a fruit-flavoured packer.
jimmy on the breath sugar footed crew that backed ya.
gimme a reason to step, i’m drinkin booze and jack jackers,
back mackers, out-act actors, stack up stature,
textual factors, while i keep the wack wacker.

[chorus]

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