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tweedy bird loc - outta here lyrics

[verse 1: lil leak]

yo kris, you was hard now you’re real soft
you sold out to the white man, fool and i’m p-ssed off
real mad cuz you diss the g’s, sayin gangsta rap won’t last
b-tch please, freeze while i go and get my tec-9
busting caps on your -ss till you learn to respect mine
i don’t give a f-ck about the east coast
come close, get knocked on your -ss with the right blow
to your motherf-ckin chin and neck
chin checking on you b-tches till you give us respect
can i deceive that you like them fat hoes
and like toucan sam you got a big nose
see, you used to bust caps now you’re yelling peace
but i’ma stay strong baling with my khakis
kris, yeah fool, that’s how we do it on the new year
the west coast is up on thangs and y’all outta here

[chorus: fo’ clips]

outta here, you motherf-ckers outta here

outta here (tweed got his chrome i say yo it’s on)

[verse 2: red rum]

y’all p-ssing me off trying to get us lost in the system
i gotta twist’em and i don’t need for me to listen, peep
the east coast is crooked as a squiggly line
i rep gangsta cause gangsta was on my mind
i need the life i live like a d-o-g- f-u-c-k the nyc, you know who i be
it’s redrum, coming from the wicked west coast
step to the flame and get turned to toast
you can’t come close, ease down the yellow brick road
we keep on bangin and slangin thangs, as if you did not know time to show and tell so heed the words that i speak
rap city play the same sh-t four times a week
i tweak like a sucker maniac i don’t care guess what, you punk b-tch, you up outta here

[verse 3: silkski]

the fresh prince stacker’s busting caps loading clips trigger fiending today this n-gg- popping my check
but n-gg-s call me sucker when i’m known as h-t and run hitting ditches
flipping switches, dropping smoke filled guns
lyrical impact, fools would get jacked
rolling twenty deep, yeah n-gg- it’s like that
boom, shake the room, n-gg- not hardly a prince is a b-tch
n-gg-, you a lollipop sucker, punk motherf-cker, now find your -ss a rock to crawl under
b-tch, you are outta here

[verse 4: tweedy bird loc]

this goes to all you motherf-ckers, that’s against gangsta rap
i hope you and your mommas have a motherf-ckin heart attack
and you godd-mn right, i said the b-tch, tweedy bird loc is back, talkin much more sh-t
and if you don’t like it, suck my motherf-cking d-ck but i’mma continue to kick this sh-t
how i see it
cause knowledge is gained through experience fools
and we can only rap about sh-t we done been through
and that’s what you motherf-ckers don’t understand
if i was livin like alice i would be rapping about wonderland
but i ain’t
so why should i try to rap fictional b-tch, when i can’t can’t
cuz when it comes to this gangsta rap sh-t
mary just ain’t poppins b-tch
so now it’s time to me to flip the script so i can check this b-tch, that’s trying to trip
cause only n-gg-s that’s real
would diss a fake -ss motherf-cker yo at will
yeah, krs-you-motherf-cking none
i hope you don’t still think you rank number one
cause it’s my turn
i got a valuable lesson, that you must learn
cuz you’s a f-ckin fool
so save them godd-mn sermons for sunday school
cuz i don’t wanna hear your -ss preach rappin b-tch
so you can miss me with the hypocritical bullsh-t
and this is my philosophy
you sometiming -ss motherf-ckers just kill me
cause at first you was criminal minded punk
and now you mouthing off at the mouth with that junk
talking about gangsta rap is up outta here
but you can suck a fat baby’s d-ck, you f-cking queer
cause you p-ssing me the f-ck off, so take your sleek stack back to the land of the lost
with the rest of them hypocrites
that’s claiming that they used to be from the streets, b-tch
like fat -ss joe and vanilla ice, everlast
mc serch and that punk pete nice
1994 is the gangster’s year, so all you lollipop rappers
get the f-cked up outta here

outro:
f-ck the south bronx krs-none, you’re outta here ultraf-gnetics, you’re outta here
queen dyk–tifah, you’re outta here
luke c. campbell, you’re outta here
f-ck the poison -ss clan, you’re outta here
tim motherf-cking frog, your punk -ss is outta here

- tweedy bird loc lyrics

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