Lyrics:
Coming down the 'vard
Acting hard, not fraud
Coming through, Poyo gotta yellow broad
Automatic ho, gotta yella ho
Coming through the boulevard, cash, rock
They can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses
And bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than
Most niggas get on purpose
I
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
in, I prepared half a potion.
Now you must do the other half.
You must get seven part-silver curses made special out of bullet bits
By some Pollock
BROOMFILLER - 12 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS (PUNK ROCK CHRISTMAS COVER 2023)
[Verse 1]
On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me A partridge in
to blick in a second
It's a cold world
(Brr) , brought the Moncleezy jacket (Yeah)
This ecstacy so sweet
(Yeah) , but thats not how I'm acting (Yeah)
I got
that we hide
You don't notice
Or worse you don't care
Potential new morning
Routine by Daniel Ann Koren
7 AM wake up to an alarm refreshed
And hydrated
the bliss
This is for the niggas, quick to slaughter
Resumes held by the D.A.'s, the ballers
(Chorus: Ice-T)
Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way
Rock this mic
Jody Breeze, Young Jeezy, Big Gee, Duke
Eazy E, Wiz, Block ENT
Boyz N Da Hood, Bad Boy, E Serm, let's go
From the A all the way
Takin' it from the top? (Top)
Tippy? (tippy)
Come on, my people
Sing it, daddy
Hey (ooh-wee)
We rock
Ha (ah), ha ha
Ha ha (aha)
Taking my
A punk rock dream
Got Maximum Rocknroll at 14 and SLAP! magazine in the mail
Got peppered by hail no skating today
Exit Oslo
I worked the stage
Takin' it from the top? (Top)
Tippy? (tippy)
Come on, my people
Sing it, daddy
Hey (ooh-wee)
We rock
Ha (ah), ha ha
Ha ha (aha)
Taking my
your bloodstream
We're seven seconds, we're seven seconds from Babylon
And who are the heroes today? Doctors, nurses, shop workers underpaid
Salute
into fucking limes
Motherfucker, you even let The Saurus punk
You with the double time
That beard on your little cunt face
Looks like Linda Lovelace when
your address, I'll swing by
Call up your friends, I'll get your whole fuckin' crew high
Say bye, bye, bye to the wack
And let it be known kid rock
The grass is always greener
By the water
Them doodoo dreads
When you get cross the border
Gold teeth and black dickies
And some Jordans
They ask me where I'm
Eyes may shine, teeth may grit
And all of that shit
And you still won't step
So what's next?
All of a sudden you ain't sayin nothin
Eyes may shine, teeth
is, bruh aye
You know me i went down
Seven years of my life
Of motherfuckers hating me for saying Beyoncé
Had the best video hey baby
Let’s rock
Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't
Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man
with hard rocks (yeah).
From napalms to Uzi's I made G's (say what?),
them build up enough Luther by keys.
No gang affiliation, yo I stood on my own
East coast grumpy hoes
And my west coast girl got her own condo
Got me 'bout to buy a
Crib by the Hollywood O, oh
It's - that nigga they be checkin' for
[Chorus] x 4
[Eazy-E]
Old nigga E still cruisin'
Punk stay up on the nuts and the bone
Pussy nigga had beef knocked out of his teeth
The muthafucka
niggas is punks
They runnin' off at the mouth 'til I fill it up with my pump
They jump, my automatic keep 'em wary
Why you frontin' like you really
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