You're 'bout to witness, Dead Sea Walk
Slangin' Bullets Remix
You're 'bout to witness, Dead Sea Walk
Tha mutha-uh, censored version
You're 'bout to witness, 'bout to witness, Dead Sea Walk
(Yo yo yo yo)
Yo tha dead thug Bio Killaz outta they coffin
Rockin' tha murderaz, Killaz, psychoz stalkin' often
Get ya walk on, I'm on gangsta tip
Get a grip ima slip my fist to ya fat lip
Blah! (Chica Chica) I flip tha script on ya real fast
Catch my blast for sumthin', nuthin', like eyeballin' my grass
Think fast, never ever let you walk away
Hey, bulletz sway, today is ya dooms day
Dig deep, six feet, gravediggaz we da Killaz
Bio Killaz, pullin' triggaz, Syde Show, dumma higga
Blam, aw man, slangin' bullets to ya dome
Knick-knack patty whack, ghetto zone you get da bone
Keep it gangsta ya'll, keep it gangsta
Keep it gangsta ya'll, keep it gangsta
Keep it gangsta ya'll, keep it gangsta
Bio Killaz, tha OG lyrical prankstaz
Lean back, left, right, side to side
Everybody wanna jump in the Dead Sea ryde
Getcha walk on, and rep ya clique to tha fullest
You better watch your step before you catch another bullet (Repeated)
The entire cast of E-R couldn't bring your wack flows back
'cause when I'm grippin' leave ya twitchin' fo a Killa attack
My clips come in a six pack, unloaded to ya chest
You mess with the best, now ya rap flows put to rest
No teflon vest when Killaz march throuh Tha CFG
'cause I'm Bulletproof dawg, you can't touch me
Risin' over the burial, we look down atcha
Killaz more scarier we poon-tang grabbaz
Bustin' shots at ya, runnin' streets like Al Capone
Chicken heads asume when we come, they get to bone
We creepin' when we roam, we tear da club up
'cause we (MAFIA MAFIA) like whut
The underground's finest, I keep my barrels in stock
A pop from tha glock ya body rot from the shot
You ready to rock? Spittin' nutha but game when I talk
Killa Kore Hustlaz reppin' Dead Sea Walk
Lean back, left, right, side to side
Everybody wanna jump in the Dead Sea ryde
Getcha walk on, and rep ya clique to tha fullest
You better watch your step before you catch another bullet (Repeated)
Keep it gangsta ya'll, keep it gangsta
Whut up son? Bio Killaz, tha lyrical prankstaz
Wanna gank ya, shank ya, look where I stuck it
Silly suckaz bring the ruckus in ya nugget lootin' duckets whut!
I'm Tha Klepto, Cornfield Ghetto, bustin' metal
I got it settled, drive by, bye-bye, time to die, foot on the pedal
So, getcha walk on, rep ya killaz to tha fullest
Dj Saint Sinner, and Tha Klepto slangin' bulletz
I'm comin' back through always shakin' the cops
Smokin' Budah while drinkin' a fifth of Peach Tree Schnapps
Swervin' left and right, servin' bulletz all night
Like ten wound virgins my flow sounds tight
Everybody wanna be down with the Bio Killaz
Understand why ya perpetrate, 'cause everybody feel us
'cause we keep it gangsta, the Killa Kore Rydaz
Dead Sea Walkin', Cornfield Ghetto, Eastsidaz
Lean back, left, right, side to side
Everybody wanna jump in the Dead Sea ryde
Getcha walk on, and rep ya clique to tha fullest
You better watch your step before you catch (COME ON!!) another bullet
I say Bio, ya'll say Killaz
Follow me follow me follow me follow me to Tha CFG
Could it be Saint Sinna dat rock the mic, yeah that's me
This is my destiny to rock the party
It's time to get naughty when I pull off a hotty
I spit the talk, I pimp the walk
I'm rockin' the block, leave ya bodies lined with chalk
So check it the lesson I'm testin' of rockin' the mic 1-0-1
I spit the shit like a clip from a fully loaded gun
Let tha truth be told, let the story unfold
I'm that nigga wit a heart of stone
Hate in the eyes of every God damn grown man
Bio Killaz step on stage and take a stand
Take a bow to the corwd getcha screamin' out loud
Bumpin' this sound to make ya fuckin' eardrums pound
'Round and 'round as the turn tables take a twirl
Come on mutha fuckaz as we rock this world
Who Rock the mutha fuckin' miiic? BIO KILLAZ
Who Rock the mutha fuckin' mic? BIO KILLAZ
Who Rock the mutha fuckin' miiic? BIO KILLAZ
Who Rock, Who Rock, Who Rock, Who Rock (Repeat All)
Who Rock the show with tha Eastcoast flow?
Lemme see, could it be, Tha one and only Klepto?
Oh no, I spit it, and grip it, and pass it, and hit it
Forget it, admit it, I wrote it, you didn't,
You trippin', I rip it, don't quit it, get wit it
Don't slip it, or miss it, then you realize that you ain't jack shit
Until you met my clique and jumped all up on our dicks
Life is like a lesbian, I took a big lick
I inflict to kick the slick shit every time I spit
And that's it, take a seat go down in shame
I bring the pain, flow insane, you just lame
I can't stop the rain, don't play that
Check the stats, yo, where my ladies at?
An' I'll toast to that, an' everybody get live
The Bio Killaz gonna rock the mic one time
Who Rock the mutha fuckin' miiic? BIO KILLAZ
Who Rock the mutha fuckin' mic? BIO KILLAZ
Who Rock the mutha fuckin' miiic? BIO KILLAZ
Who Rock, Who Rock, Who Rock, Who Rock (Repeat All)
Now who rock the mic like a true Eastsida?
A rida, my flows sendin' shocks all up inside ya
Don't hate the playa, just hate the game bro
I kick shows for hoes, smokin' blunts and drinkin' 4-0's
I rock, the block, the glock, is hot
Gunshots tick tock, it's not never gonna stop
Now throw ya hand up and lemme see that lighter
Now put'em away 'cause tha roof (Now) is (that) on fire
Every mutha fucka, and they brotha is a rappa
I write tight shit, to spit quick to prove that we phatta
What tha matter? Why does everybody flow now?
Repetative, 'cause they don't even know how
It's all car this, truck that, fuck that, that's wack
No one care 'bout whut you wear, what's up on that?
Just stop it, drop it, you floppin', I don't cop it
Got one question for ya mutha fucka, Who Rock It?
Who Rock the mutha fuckin' miiic? BIO KILLAZ
Who Rock the mutha fuckin' mic? BIO KILLAZ
Who Rock the mutha fuckin' miiic? BIO KILLAZ
Know when it's over
Can't change the past
What's Done Is Done
You're walking the street
Analyzing, on how it began
Thought it was love
Now we see
I would never change a damn thing I've done in my life
All this hatred towards me, I'm still alright
Every minute every mile, I can't change who I am
All this drama in the world I don't give a damn
You can't interupt my world and my dreams
Always gotta prove myself is what it always seems
At the end of every storm cloud, there is sunlight
I'm just sayin' keep ya head up and it'll be alright
I can take it all the way it'll still be the same
Even leave me in the streets in the pourin' rain
My pain and happiness collides for this time
So displace the hate and just free your mind
Ain't done shit that I'll ever regret
Even in the times my heart was ripped out my chest
And you can bet it all wasn't fun
But I can't change my past, What's Done Is Done
What's Done Is Done, you can't change me
I keep movin' on, 'cause it's my destiny (Repeated)
What's Done Is Done, the time can't change
Everytime I look back I realize thangs ain't the same
I've made some bad choices, wrong decisions
When my parents told me the truth, I should've listened
You can't change that, and you can't change me
This is my life, and it's the way it'll always be
But if I could turn back time I would've listened to Saint
Never got with her, because it resulted in hate
But I'm back to Tha Klepto once and for all
And you can't change the fact that Bio Killaz still standin' tall
I'm loud, I'm an asshole, I'm simply too crazy
But if you diss me, realize the words can't faze me
Hate me, because I'll never change for you or them
I said fuck this nation once, and I'll say it again
Fuck this nation, 'cause I hate everyone
It's too late now 'cause What's Done Is Done
What's Done Is Done, you can't change me
I keep movin' on, 'cause it's my destiny (Repeated)
When it's all said and done, who can you turn to?
Can ya have enough trust to make sure they don't hurt you?
Who's gonna come and then cry at your death?
And who can you rely on when you ain't got nuthin' left?
I guess all I'm really sayin' is as life flies by
Keep ya boys by ya side and enjoy da ride
You only live once, go out and have some fun
Fuck tha past 'cause it's the present to the future, What's Done Is Done
Stop for a minute, sit down young shorty
Analyze me, become the hate and the glory
When it comes down to it, I'm just a simple man
I wrote lyrics while I've swet and bled from these very hands
I am who I am and you can't change that
Dividin' all these years now look at where I'm at
I'll never give up on my hopes and dreams
You can try all you want, but you can't change me
What's Done Is Done, you can't change me
Bio Killaz
Saint Sinna
Tha Klepto
Tryin' to sound like Mr. J all intellectual
Where's ya fuckin' mustard man?
Check nuts like a physical
All mystical, balls glowin' like crystals
Rippin' of Ghost Fleet
Yo Dj! Hit Meeeee!
It's Saint Sinna you forgot about me
The Killa Kore Dynasty, Purgatory Propechy
You wanna battle me? Ya sucka emcee
You're like a calorie I burn you straight the fuck up offa me
I'm tryin' to kick a rhyme like no one else can Now whataya really know about the Triple Nut Clan?
Chilli A. Willster's what the bitches call me
'cause I ride it like a porn star bitch, Tee-Hee
Now I'm movin' to the rhythm of the mutha fuckin' beat
Like a monkey, ya momma swingin' off my meat
Runnin' naked down the street like a mutha fuckin God
Bouncin' like a po-go stick on my fat rod
I needed a zone, a place where I can roam
The CornField Ghetto the place I call home
Now God made this planet he made Adam and Eve
Then as a joke he created me
Like a mutha fuckin' nomad I gather up sluts
Line'm up bust nuts on they fat butts
Aww shucks this sucks I gives no fucks
I run around bathtubs like Amada King Tut
I don't spit acid, but I drink battery acid
I like to skinny dip covered in blood in Lake Placid
Aw shit get three nuts tea-baggin' ya chin
Leave you like a piece of art with cum on ya grin
Movin' to the rhythm of the mutha fuckin beat
Bio Killaz, knockin bitches off they feet
Rhythm N' Rhyme, Rhythm N' Rhyme
Bio Killaz, slappin' bitches with they meat
Movin' to the rhythm of the mutha fuckin beat
Bio Killaz, knockin bitches off they feet
Rhythm N' Rhyme, Rhythm N' Rhyme
Bio Killaz, rippin' off Ghost Fleet
Yo, I be the Saint Sinno kickin' this flow my niggo Klepto
Yeah we stole this shit, whutcha gonna do about it?
Mental Walker, BOOM-SHAKA-LAKA
Yes, I stole ya shit but I switched it up mutha fucka
I'm not Ghost Fleet, butcha movin' to the beat
Story time! "She Loved Tha Klepto's Meat"
Inside joke ya'll, and here goes anotha
Push the "Alright Button" and go to work on that mutha fucka
Fuck, why the fuck, do I fuckin' say fuck so much?
Fuck it, and check it as I get in touch
With my feminen side, the old "Tuck and Hide"
Can't see my dick, ya know it's Rhythm N' Rhyme
Proffessor Poop, chillax and tip a beer
Stinkin' muthafucka in the atmosphere raise the fuck up outta here
I'm a hella nice guy like John Wayne Gacy
Dirty Dancin' Booty Bumpin' like Patrick Swayze
Herpeghonasyphallaids gotcha ass down?
Well imagine if we fuck the next time around
It'd be like rubbin' ya pussy on a light socket
Run up, tweak ya nipples like "Who Rock It?"
Through ya out the vinder, then piss on ya butthole
Bust a nut in ya brown eye, lookin' like a Swiss Cake Roll
Tha Klepto repasentin' with a douche bag mask
Kinda smells like ass but I like it, don't ask
This song influenced me 'cause it's so fuckin' phat
To drink a W-D-40 and pierce my own asscrack
Movin' to the rhythm of the mutha fuckin beat
Bio Killaz, knockin emcee's off the street
Rhythm N' Rhyme, Rhythm N' Rhyme
Bio Killaz, tea-bag ya while ya sleep
Movin' to the rhythm of the mutha fuckin beat
Bio Killaz, slappin ya momma with our meat
Rhythm N' Rhyme, Rhythm N' Rhyme
Bio Killaz, rippin' off Ghost Fleet
Movin' to the rhythm of the mutha fuckin beat
Bio Killaz, quick to turn up the heat
Rhythm N' Rhyme, Rhythm N' Rhyme
Bio Killaz, leavin' cum stains on ya sheet
Movin' to the rhythm of the mutha fuckin beat
Bio Killaz, knockin outcha teeth
Rhythm N' Rhyme, Rhythm N' Rhyme
I love you, you love me, we're a happy (Gunshots)
Shut tha fuck up!
Oh, it's a murda party, and ima kill Barney
Crack his fuckin' skull wit a bottle of Bacardi
Msiss Piggy, Kermit, faggot ass muppets
Raggedy puppets, they dead anyway, so fuck it
It's a beautiful day in the neighboorhood
Cancer got to ya first, but it's all good
Lamb Chops, exactly, good eats
Cook ya ass up on Sesame Street
Bannana's In Pajama's, can't stand us
Attempted murder, but we smoke too much, they out ran us
Telletubbies, fuck Tinky Winky
Die mutha fucka, c'mon think quickly
Missed oh shit, when I took a shot
But hey, at least I hit Baby Bop
Now kids, ya feelin's, I didn't mean to hurted'em
But these wack children role models, I done murdered'em
(Barney Theme to the beat)
Sesame street has been a re-run for the last decade
And 'cause of me the guy from Reading Rainbow never got paid
This program's been brought to you in part by bitches like you
I bust Blue in the head that's why he talks like *Baboo-Boo*
Went up to the wack show headquarters, PBS
And there was Barney smokin' up on some cess
I took out Telletubbies 'cause they got too much fame
Now Tinky Winky refs at all the CFG basketball games
Sayin' I love you, and you love me
That wack show creates disfunctional families
The new shows piss me off, like Rolie-Polie-Olie
I walk up to that bitch like, whuts up on my forty?
Shoulda seen Lamb Chops when I killed her friend
Now we'll see if that song will ever end
Now back to Sesame Street, I reach into my pouch
'cause I only smoke out with my homie Oscar The Grouch
(Barney Theme to the beat)
The Care Bears (Dead) Berenstein Bears (Dead)
All the furry little bitches, bitch you heard what I said
Listen to me, I take my forty
Then I crack it over all they fuckin' heads even Barney
Feelin' horny, so I fuck me a Miss Piggy
Smacked her in the mouth, then I cracked her head on the chimney
Sesame Street, knock'em off they feet
Goldilocks, Three Bears, suck on this meat
Bert and Ernie, they can both fuck off
I'm walkin' down Sesame Street with my muthafuckin' sawed off
I blow they heads off (Bang Bang) oh whut you gonna do?
Fuck the Power Rangers, and all the Poke'Mon too
Not to mention, that non-talkin' muthafucka, Scooby-Doo
Just listen, fuck him and his Mystery Crew
I ain't got a problem, I can't stand'em
If I could get'em all together I would fuckin' back hand'em
All I wanna do is get in where I fit in
Gotta be somethin' with beats to write this
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
All I wanna do is get in where I fit in
Gotta be somethin' with beats to write this
Only with the beats and the rhymes
(Hahah) I swear to God I never knew my place in life
Until I met Saint Sinner and we started to write
Produce, flow, creatin' dope tracks
Simply facts, that we take music to the max
When I finally die, I don't just wanna be in the ground
I want the Killa funk sound to be played world 'round
If you hate me, just let it be, let it pass
Is it worth the time just to diss my fuckin' ass?
When you know, yo, I don't take no offense
'cause most of it don't make sense or even make a difference
But that's my goal, to make a difference while I'm here
Instead of wastin' by the years
I'm conquerin' fears, jump on stage and through the power of music
I unite a gang of Killaz that's how Ima do it
We need to stick together watch the back of a homie
With the rhymes, the past times, I'm, Never Lonely
All I wanna do is get in where I fit in
Gotta be somethin' with beats to write this
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
All I wanna do is get in where I fit in
Gotta be somethin' with beats to write this
Only with the beats and the rhymes
Yo, back in the day I was a scrub chasin' girls
Now they chasin' me I feel like I'm on top of the world
All of my life, I love nothin' but the music
Now I'm takin' it to another level an' Ima be true to it
And I keep doin' it 'til my lungs shrivel up
So that means I got five more years straight up
Ya never ever see me up on rich Wall Street
Gimme a pen and a piece of paper and a dope ass beat
And I'll be content as fuck, up on cloud nine
Spittin' from the heart and always speakin' my mind
If you wanna diss you face the whole Killa Kore Camp
Better watch yaself or we run a pow-wow on ya ass
I can't relate to anything except the power of music
This old ass mic I'm speakin' in, I'll never misuse it
It takes a good ass vibe to ever move me
But with this music dawg, I'm Never ever Lonely
All I wanna do is get in where I fit in
Gotta be somethin' with beats to write this
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
All I wanna do is get in where I fit in
Gotta be somethin' with beats to write this
Only with the beats and the rhymes
I'll tell ya how it is, we've come a long way
The mutha fuckin Bio Killaz speakin' the words of today
Every day we go through seems to get much better
Every line to word to syllabul down to the letter
Comes straight from the souls of these young men
The times that we go through with no helping hands to lend
My friend, listen carefully to the tune of each track
Honestly try to tell us we're wack
So many people got our backs it's crazy
Two niggaz seventeen years of age and we've got so far
Now we turn another page lyrics of the mind
To find that we flowin' when we get our respect
And we still keep goin', it's the way we livin'
And we can't be interupted, misled, corrupted
If you try, you fucked kid
Only the beginning and we're controlling
A call from ya'll, stand tall, Never Lonely
All I wanna do is get in where I fit in
Gotta be somethin' with beats to write this
Takin' my time to perfect the beat
All I wanna do is get in where I fit in
Gotta be somethin' with beats to write this
Murderation control of the mind
Situation death you'll find
Left you behind when I kick my flow
So I'm 'bout to bring it back like you don't even know
'Bout to bring it back so hold your breathe
Your crew ain't shit, bullet to your chest
Left to ya left, look to ya right
Drop to tha ground, bitch nighty night
Sniper on the roof, one clean shot
Out with the quickness got no proof
There I am in the dark alleyway
Up on the fire 'scape time to pay
No words to say when I let the bullets spray
Can't stop me, ain't no way
Work for the government, do it for the pay
Murda Fo Free, night or day
All at random, victim I choose
I'm the bar-beast that made my move
All my pain is what I gotta prove
All my life, nuthin' to lose
No vacation, relation, to tie me down
Takin' you down to the ground
No sound, your body never found
You can't stop me even when I sleep
Even when you're countin', I'm takin' out your sheep
Murda for me, gets me high
Ain't nuthin like makin' people die
A grown man cry when I hit'em in the spine
When I steal your shine, your soul becomes mine
All mine, All mine
Murderation murderation murderation murdering the nation (repeated)
MURDA, MURDA, MURDA, MURDA, MURDA (repeated)
Oh oh shit, here I come again
Let us begin with a muthafuckin' ten
A muthafuckin' blast to ya mutha fuckin' chin
Anutha muthafuckin' win, sunk in grin
Rin-tin-tin, a ratta-tat-tat
Gat to ya back, blow ya stack and it's like that
Visions go black, murda over crack
Murda Fo Free, murda muthafucka fuck with me
You stuck wit me, no luck wit me
Black bat crack, to ya muthafuckin' knee cap
Pop, mutha fuck a cop, stop drop, I'm on parole
Outta control, po-po murda 5-0
Still alive yo, Bio Killaz, Tha Klepto
Let's go here we go, time for you to die
Grown man cry wit a shank to tha eye
I despise muthafuckin lies mind paralyzed
Wit my thoughts that collide coincide homicide
Dead Sea Ryde, ima do or die type of guy
Murderation sly, murder rates be high
Barrels to da sky, don't fuck wit a drive-by
Suicide, sumn nice, wrists sliced, once or twice
Bloody nights, bloody fights, out goes ya lights
Fuck your rights, fuck your dedication
And fuck this nation, that's whut I'm statin'
This nigga ain't hatin', I speak my mind
I'm the next Sniper, and the next Columbine
The next World Trade, Kamikaze Bomber
Next Pearl Harbor, and the next Jeffrey Dahmer
So if you step, think before you flex
Just remember you're next, whut
You're next, whut whut whut, you're next
Murderation murderation murderation murdering the nation (repeated)
MURDA, MURDA, MURDA, MURDA, MURDA (repeated)
Assassination to a new level
I've done dirt so call me a shovel
A grave digga devil, you better bow down
This undergound God, where's my crown?
We all Hell bound so burn in the fire
Purgatory squire, call me a liar
Grab me a wire, wrap around your neck
Look into my eyes reality check
I got me a scalpal, time to disect
Playin' Doctor-Patient, next
Next a killa wit a bad attitude
A rude, crude, fucked up dude
Crazy like a cartoon shootcha wit a harpoon
Bloody afternoon, maybe you die soon too
Drug deal slangin', Ghetto bangin'
Cocaine swangin', corpses hangin'
Danglin', changin' up, like whut mutha fuck
I disrupt, corrupt and erupt a society
Like a virus quietly, keep tryin' me
Dyin' constantly, a monstrosity, but this is the way that it gotsta be
Don't fuck wit me, or I'll rip out your throat
Ran outta bullets, pipe bombs in my coat
Sunk ya boat, in Shit's Creek
When ya get out, wipe ya feet
Rise outcha seat, grand applause
Ima muthafuckin killa I got no cause
Cut off ya head, land in ya lap
Not drop my smoke, whutcha think about that?
Now ya got me thinkin' about the kill
The thrills, the chills, on the real
Of my blood spill my murda is mad ill
Murderation murderation murderation murdering the nation (repeated)
Welcome mutha fuckaz, to Murda Fo Free, I be Saint Sinna.
Ha-Ha-Haaaa. Tha Klepto, Bio Killaz, 2-Double-0-To Tha-3
Ima set the record straight, I don't try and be black
This is me mutha fucka, this is how I really act
In fact I react with a full blown attack
Beatin' up your dad over a cigarette pack
A Thug in the country bitch, don't ask questions
Spittin' all the wrong lessons in these rap sessions
'cause yeah ima dawg, thoroughbred rot wilier
Your woman wants to fuck me that makes her the pedophiler
I got more gang ties than tha mutha fuckin' Godfather
You wanna start shit bitch? Don't even bother
Just stay home it makes it a lot more easier
'cause my glock is my baby gurl, I love squeezin'er
We rap for fun and we kill to get paid
Takin' you greasy mutha fuckaz out like cascade
Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell'em that it's on
We da Killaz On The Run so grab a mutha fuckin gun (Repeated)
Now I'm straight thuggin', straight mean muggin'
You best tell ya mutha fuckin' homeboy to stop buggin'
'cause I'll pistol whip his mutha fuckin' bitch face chin
Stomp in his guts a little, then I do it again
'cause fuck you, hit you wit a one two
Ya ass is on the news 'cause tha cops dunno where I stuck you
Nigga you done did it, who you think you kiddin?
Don'tcha worry about ya family Saint Sinna'z babysittin'
Honky got pissed so I took care of ya
Prematurely bury ya, In the cemetaria
Check tha name suckaz, Bio Killaz fo real
We live up to tha killa part of tha mutha fuckin deal
We not Bone Thugz, but we thugs to tha bone
Once we start threatenin' with chrome, Nigga, It's On
Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell'em that it's on
We da Killaz On The Run so grab a mutha fuckin gun (Repeated)
So we back once again, this time we makin' noise
And It's On like a fat bitch on a ride at Cedar Point
We mutha fuckin' niggaz known as the Bio Killaz
(Tha what?) Killaz, Killaz, Killaz
That's right muh fuckaz remember tha name
'cause it's our time to gain fame in tha rap game
Lyrics to ya brain, I'm rammin' it, and cramming it
And slammin' it, God dammin' it
Legally psycho for failing anger management
That's why, before any mutha fuckaz every heard of ya
I'll murder ya, Yeah that's right lemme repeat it, I'll murder ya
I don't give a fuck about nuthin, tick tockin' like a bomb
And about to blow up in your face 'cause it's on
Saint Sinno, Saint Sizzle, Saint Sinna
Takin' out you weak all before dinna
I'm a digital thug, and you bitches all 8-Tracks
I stick in ya mind like tha duck from Aflac
A baseball bat upside ya mutha fuckin head
You best step back before I do it again
Mutha fuckaz spreadin' words that they know that ain't right
I guess a night ain't a night unless it starts with a fight
Alright, that's tight, I'll fight til' dawn
Rage Sample-
Didn't I tell ya it just gets betta. You. You know sumn?
Dis shit is funnier den hell. WAIT! I just thought of sumn.
Fuck you Dj Saint Sinner, you should be named Bj Saint Sinner.
You bitch ass faggot. Woops, sorry.
Left, Left, Left, Right, Left (Repeated)
Eh, you over there, get in line.
You think this is a muthafuckin game?
This is muthafuckin' war!
You wanna call my name out then you say you're sorry?
Damn right you're sorry, I'll leave ya callin' for ya mommy
Killaz comin' back for a lyrical warfare
Bitch you better beware this ain't no fuckin' bomb scare
You still hold a grudge from when WAK departed
Every word that ya spittin' make you seem more retarded
You claimin' you a thug, and you claim Tha CFG
Your lyrical skill is too far away to be
Called a rap artist, your nuthin' but a joke
Soon as you get booed, ya fuckin' ass choke
You think you make it somewhere? Well ya ass is outta luck
Ya CD was givin' to me 'cause ya fuckin' ass suck
You try an' apologize when I hear about your lies
You try an' say I'm too scared to look you in the eyes
Well you know where I'm at, let's settle the score
Your lyrics are a bore muthafucka prepare for war
Left, Left, Left, Right, Left (Repeated)
Uh, uh uh, uh uh, Go To War (Repated)
Mutha fucka, you ready to contest with the best?
You a joke foo, Ima smoke you, like cess
Wanna call Saint out? Well all of Killa Kore is backin'
Dissin' ya slackin', now it's warfare attackin'
Our music's like a Mack Ten, it goes boom
But when you bumpin' sumthin' like you niggaz clear tha room
You say 'sorry' after a diss, what tha fuck is this shit?
Sounds like to me that you a pussy ass bitch
Differences between Bio Killaz, and Rage
We got fans, you don't, we rock, you blow, we on the next page
Oh what nigga? Gon' shoot me in the head?
Well back it tha fuck up chump, 'cause that's what you said
Now you're all askin' questions, and bein' all nice
As you can tell I got no respect, to diss I didn't think twice
Mutha fucka, now I'm challengin' you right now
To battle rap the Bio Killaz and cry for a whole crowd
Left, Left, Left, Right, Left (Repeated)
Uh, uh uh, uh uh, Go To War (Repated)
You wanna spit that wack shit then you wanna diss?
Well you can suck on my dick an' then choke on my fist
There ain't a damn thing you could do to discourage me
Bitch can't you see? You can't fuck with me destiny
You better recognize when you see a true emcee
Wigga please, dissin' you is a breeze
In ten years I'll laugh when I look you in your eyes
You'll be broke as fuck, and servin' me my fries
Lies, all you speak, but we got the real
Managers, shows, hoes, and tha whole Killa Kore deal
Everyone I talk to, all thirteen that heard your CD
Told me you fuckin' suck, you'll never be me
CFG, ever since you heard us sayin' it
You fuckin' playin' it, and now ya bitch ass is claimin' it
Get ya own shit, and get off a few dicks
Oh and by the way we look forward to your retaliation diss
Welcome to the nightmare as I slip into a trance
Little bloody children in a circle as they dance
Where they heads may seem, they scream in horror
Listen to them scream no mo' no mo' no mo'
What is this un-Godly place? This land of death?
The flames are over taking me, I lose my breathe
What is goin' on? This I'm tryin' to find
The Demons pick off the weak and leave they corpses behind
Death is taking over, death is coming quick
The scent of burning corpses is makin' me sick
I can't believe my eyes, I will not compel
Can it be real that I'm trapped in hell?
My visions gettin' blury, it's makin' me nauscious
Something is telling me I better be cautious
This shit is too crazy, it can't be what it seems
Please tell me this is only a dream
Please Get Out of My Head, Please Get Out of My Head
Please Get Out of My Head, Get Out of My Head ya'll
Please Get Out of My Head, Please Get Out of My Head
Please Get Out of My Head ya'll, Please Get Out My Head ya'll
Please Get Out My Head
GET OUT OF MY HEAD, GET OUT OF MY HEAD (Repeated)
Welcome to my head ya'll, everybody else is here
I see more than one Klepto when I look into the mirror
Fear, dear Lord it's overwhelming
My brain is melting, my head is swelling
Voices, and so many choices, some are suicidal
Where's my Bible? For survival I need revival
I can't tell ya'll. Is this reality or Hell ya'll?
I slipped and fell ya'll, my mind's a cell ya'll
There's no escaping from this mentality raping
My fingernails are scraping
Please stop the yelling, why don't you tell me
The answer to the riddle, oh, somebody help me
I'm in love, in love with a nightmare
It's so beautiful 'cause it's always just right there
The last time I blinked, I can't remember
Or maybe it's just because I closed my eyes, forever
Please Get Out of My Head, Please Get Out of My Head
Please Get Out of My Head, Get Out of My Head ya'll
Please Get Out of My Head, Please Get Out of My Head
Please Get Out of My Head ya'll, Please Get Out My Head ya'll
Please Get Out My Head
GET OUT OF MY HEAD, GET OUT OF MY HEAD (Repeated)
Get Out of My Head before I make you dead
I come equip with a pick, I stab myself instead
I'm sitting in the house, no one else is home
I'm hearing people laugh so I know I'm not alone
Then they speak up, I start to freak out
I know there's words, but no signs of any mouths
This is all torturous, little children crying
Little voices sound like they're all dying
Alone as I walk, I can hear them talk
Could it be possibly that I'm being stalked
I need verification, begin self mutilation
I hear so many screams like I'm Murderin' The Nation
Now they take control, and make me harm myself
They just want me, and nobody else
The voices everywhere, but always stay unseen
Now I'm rocking back and forth in Ward Thirteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen
Please Get Out of My Head, Please Get Out of My Head
Please Get Out of My Head, Get Out of My Head ya'll
Please Get Out of My Head, Please Get Out of My Head
Please Get Out of My Head ya'll, Please Get Out My Head ya'll
Please Get Out My Head
GET OUT OF MY HEAD, GET OUT OF MY HEAD (Repeated)
Daddy, daddy
What son?
Take me to a puppet show
Okay
YAY! Thank-you daddy
Ladies and gentlemen, Welcome to the world famous Finger Puppet Show (Laugh)
Finger Puppets, feature presentation
Animation, demonstration, of female masturbation
God's creation to fingers in a beehole, under the peehole
Make a bitch lose control, whoa
Lemme tell ya 'bout the birds and the bees
Slip the puppets in and show ya how to please
Three puppets in, bet it feels nice
Stick one more in, hell, don't even think twice
Sniff, take a whiff, of the clit Does it smell like shit?
Then don't touch it, fuckin' idiot
Bring clippaz if the pubic patch is rough
Finger Puppets say, shave dat muff
Stick'em in and out like there's no time to waste
And if you're a freak pull'em out and give'm a taste
Move'm around and give'm a good stuffin'
Move your bread mix around in her English Muffin
Vibration, circular rotation
You and your penis, man the battlestations
Lick and flick and stick, it's slick quick
Take a dip, punany, sunk my battleship
Oh we gotta first timer, she feel a lil' pain
On the sheets underneath is a little blood stain
Rub ya box, and then move to ya asshole
Shove it in your mouth, it's called a swiss cake roll
Now alright, if the hole feels tight
Check yaself 'cause it might be her butthole
Oh no, my Finger Puppet got dirty
Lil' brown eye and a stankin' lil' turdy
If ya Finger Puppets begin to stink like fish
I got two words for ya bitch, douche it
Ya got four Finger Puppets on each of ya hands
Hey faggot Finger Puppets don't belong in a man
Finger Puppet Joe, let's go for a swim
It's nice and warm so go and jump right in
Diving board to a whore, look at that splash
Fuck a life jacket just drown in dat ass
Ya got some whip cream, pop ya cherry on top
Ya got the juices flowin', that's it, don't stop
Ya gettin' real wet I got special Puppet up my sleeve
Deep Sea Adventures with Finger Puppet Scuba Steve
Admit you love it, Finger Puppet
Finger fuck it, pussh and shove it
I guess that's all for my section of the show
Just remember boys and dykes finger fuck that hoe
So ya say your beehole is now a big hole
Now mo-fo you graduated to a dildo
Five Puppets in ya asshole, a great peep show
The Lord has come to me, ladies and gentlemen
And he wants me to sing to ya'll
So I think I'm gonna sing
(Good Lord have mercy!)
I Don't Even Know
What the fuck is goin' on
But I'll tell you this
Things ain't the same
So what's up on that bullshit?
(Yo, Yo, Yo)
(AAAMEEEN!!!)
Yo, One, One, Two and to the Three
You better get these fuckin handcuffs offa me
I ain't done nuthin wrong, I'm just tryin' to kick a song
You mean to tell me I can't walk down the street with a bong?
Secret agent mutha fucka, double-0-13
My rhymes like lines gotta read in between
Seldom seen is this Killa, rockin' through da shadowz
Me and Saint Sinna, we never lose a battle whut!
I like to smoke a Swisher Sweet with a cherry tip
Phillie Blunt filled with skunk kickin' funk make me wanna trip
Help me I'm fallin down I can't reach my Budweiser
Stick my dick in ya ear and I entice'r
I'm the "Whut" master, you little bastard
Whut, Whut Whut Whut, Whut Whut Kick it faster
A mutha fuckin' hazard, deadly melody, Killa chemistry
You just a wanna-be pussy pretend to be me
I Don't Even Know
What the fuck is goin' on
But I'll tell you dis
Things ain't the same
So what's up on that bullshit?
And Tha Klepto singin'
Hay is for horses cows eat grass
Here's a spoon you can eat me aaaasss
Fall to the ground, here's ya bloody face
Wipe my ass on ya face, drinkin' gallons of mace
Taste of the shit, from the shit by The Killaz
Saint Sinna Purgatory, Tha Klepto for the billaz
But it's a new story now two-thousand-three
Bio Killaz ya'll, and it's Murda Fo' Free
Can I get an Ameeen?
AAAAMEN
Now brothers and sisters, Ima tell you
The way to get to Heaven is repentance
A-muthafuckin-men brother, the mutha fuckin Bio Killaz and shit
Preach it brother
Now, if ya'll don't believe in the Bio Killaz you goin' STRAIGHT TO HELL
Straight to hell mutha fucka, mutha fuckin Bio Killaz
Damn
Come on ride me, excite me
We gon' prove it, you and me let's (Do It) (Repeated)
Do It baby, Do It putcha hands on my cock
Let the panties drop, gently rubbin' ya twat
Ya sittin' there beggin' so I go on down
My tongue go around, passion is the only sound
Now switch it up, put that tongue ring to work
Flippin' it all around's gotten my legs startin' to jerk
So saddle it up, come on, ride my pony
Start workin' ya hips and show me that you're horny
Witcha legs up on my shoulders, the sex has got ya moanin'
Hot lovin', sweat rollin', we won't stop til' the early mornin'
I'm freakin' you out withcha nails to my back
Goin' deeper up inside you is how I react
Holdin' eachother tight as we go faster
Our bodies in a single rhythm, drift away to the finer pasture
I can feel you cummin' as this night ends
Could it get better? Yes. Tommorow we'll do it again
Come on ride me, excite me
We gon' prove it, you and me let's (Do It) (Repeated)
Ima make tonight better, a little role play
I'm the rich rapper, and you're my french maid
You dustin' on my bed, puttin' on a show
Make it like you drop sumthin, and pick it off the floor
That's when I walked up and kissed you on your ear
I caressed you softly, diminishin' all your fear
You put on a little strip tease, for only me
I wrap a bandana around your eyes and make you sexy
Get out the body oil, rub every inch of you
Lick it all up and let the pleasure continue
Bringin' cherries, strawberries, all the sexual fruit
Watch your body quiver as I lick up all your juice
Our skin together in the heat of the passion
Our hearts run together in this moment everlastin'
Sexin' in this room, there's nuthin' but candle lit
Lost in the night, so let's Do It, Do It
Come on ride me, excite me
We gon' prove it, you and me let's (Do It) (Repeated)
Our bodies under the moon, Shh, just listen
The sex I'm inflictin's like a strong addiction
Wrap your legs around, look me in the eyes
Feel me stimulate your mind, it's better than any high
You can't deny I fulfill your every fantasy
But I gotta say, you workin' it is so sexy
You ride it like a pro, til' the break of dawn
Damn baby gurl, you got it goin' on
Now I got you holdin' me, curlin' up your toes
That's it baby, like that hoe
Cuffs an' chains, candy canes, all that kinky stuff
Whip creamin' am I dreamin'? I just can't get enough
Now while we're layin' here there's no such thing as class
I'm waxin' anda taxin' your fine ass
Our fluids all over, so we're just layin' in
Ima go ahead and say it, I love doin' it
Come on ride me, excite me
We are the Killaz that are Bullet Proof (Bullet Proof)
So everybody come take a shot now (Pop Pop)
Killaz like an army that never lose (Get on up)
So realize, that we can't be stopped now (Whut!)
Listen mutha fuckaz that are testin' me right now
Sinna'z 'bout to battle it up with the whole damn crowd
If ya didn't know, you'll find, that I'm Bullet Proof
I'm rippin' through ya house like I'm tha big bad wolf
I'm huffin' an I'm puffin' takin' shots to my chest
Adrenaline pumpin' so fuck a muthafuckin' teflon vest
Well step back, relax, in fact, fuck that
Mishap, car got jacked, now your body collapsed
So come on down to the level of the underground
Just stick around with the Killa Kore sound
Me an' my glock on top, the club is where I'm at
Now who do you think Puffy was firin' rounds at?
Like I said it before, Blood or Cryp, don't play that shit
Before you got on that trip, I'm done unloadin' my clip
A pop-pop-pop bang, chicka bang bang bang
That's my statement as I let the bullets rain
We are the Killaz that are Bullet Proof (Bullet Proof)
So everybody come take a shot now (Pop Pop)
Killaz like an army that never lose (Get on up)
So realize, that we can't be stopped now (Whut!)
I'm that mutha fuckin' Killa, unstoppable
Undroppable, shit, I'm uncoppable
Woof! We raise the Roof!
Dawg, I'm mutha fuckin' Bulletproof, uh!
I'm the Killa that needs no mutha fuckin introduction
My seduction is corruption, kill ya husband, bucks'em mutha fucks'em
Ima crush'em no thang, bang bang
(Niggaaa) What? Fuck Me?
You can't touch me
Let the bullets rain to my brain, no pain
I'm invinsible, Sinical criminal Insane
Ya rounds are subliminal
My mutha fuckin clip from tha TeK that I grip is full
(Ima Shootcha)
Tick Tock, bang pop, body flop
Watch it flop, my block, my glock, my shot to a cop
Let's rock, hip-hop, I shock, and I'm bulletproof mutha fucka
We are the Killaz that are Bullet Proof (Bullet Proof)
So everybody come take a shot now (Pop Pop)
Killaz like an army that never lose (Get on up)
So realize, that we can't be stopped now (Whut!)
Bulletproof, mutha fucka (get yo walk on) you know the way that we roll
Bugzee and the Bio Killaz ( C-walk to this) lost control here we go
Wut you gonna do (get yo walk on) with Killa Kore coming Through
We got our vest on, ( c-walk to this) you got yo chest gone 'cause you aint bulletproof
Wut the Fuck you try to play with us for
Mutha fucka you be the one with his face down on the floor
With my foot against yo neck, you know I always be packin a TeK
And leave yo face a bloody mess
So wut u gonna do. When u fuckin with the killa crew
You know we beat your ass blue
When you see the click come through
Bloody body bags linin the halls
When we done, all the blood wont be commin off the walls
Oh shit, I'm catchin 6 to the chest
Why'd I take off my vest could this be another test
Laying on the ground, starin up at the roof
Mutha fucka I aint dying, thought I told you I was Bulletproof
(Gunshots)
Take that mutha fucka!
Gotta Break Away Gotta Break Away
Gotta Gotta Gotta Break Away Gotta Break Away (repeated)
Ima Break Away, break out of this cage
Holdin' me down, this place is so strange
Snap like a beast and I broke out, then rode out
Headed back to the mo-town, slow down
Can't nuthin' captivate Klep, I crept takin any mutha fuckaz that dare step
Violently booted from society I try to be
Cuttin' back on glock firing, you admire me
And my mutha fuckin' dynasty, Ima G
Silently quietly slippin' down ya chiminey
Black out what happened? Can you explain this?
Anger contained it inner self restrained it
Unconciousness reacting to emotion
Fear, hate, anymore I don't control them
What now? Can't stay can't deal with the hate
Only option left gotta Break Away gotta Break Away
Gotta Break Away Gotta Break Away
Gotta Gotta Gotta Break Away Gotta Break Away (repeated)
I just gotta Break Away at any cost
I getz lost and tossed and faded to the back drop
But this time dawg, I'm goin' straight to the top
I keep on goin' and ya don't stop, and ya don't quit until I get my fix
Now that's stereo-typical mainstream bullshit
Now I break out the cell, kill, might as well
The things that I dwell make my mind a living hell
This crazy ass world is throwing me off track
But everythings straight when I got my weed sack
And I'll be on the run when I break out
Ima bust out the glock when the cops stake out
Lets roll out, leave a trail of blood on the floor
I'm the mutha fucka that puts Killa to the Kore
So let the guts spray happy death day
What can I say? Just gotta Break Away
Gotta Break Away Gotta Break Away
Gotta Gotta Gotta Break Away Gotta Break Away (repeated)
Creepin' through the night brings me back to the Ward
When I stole the paddy wagon put the pedal to the floor
Now we back on the prowl, lettin' our minds run lose
No bling around my neck just a big fat noose
Now I invite you mutha fuckaz to my own thought path
Brainstorm, die and re-born, feal my wrath
Displaced mental case, reverb to your own day
Date rape, mind state, back to my own place
Decisions, decisions, one for each personality
Help me find this so called reality
I see a falshing light and break into a Mind Twizt
Where I can't resist, the evil that exists
The risk is this, this is my own creation
My head, my thoughts, my brain is racin'
Will I make it out? Escape my own imagination?
You heard the rest of the album so you know what I'm facin, right?
Gotta Break Away Gotta Break Away
No stems, no seeds that you don't need, Acapolca Gold is (Inhale) Some bad ass weed
Yo mudda fuckaz, you ready to get hiiiiigh?
I smoke two joints in the morning, two at night
I smoke all day to drift away, til' I feel alright
I just float away, til' I come on down
It's propound the sound, when I get a green pound
I get stoned in the morn, to get the skin tone
I'm Smokin' a few bones then I get in the zone
My budz rock the top, to get ya ass in flight
Pack it tight, real tight, in the glass pipe
I getz blazed, real dazed, it's the shit in
You getz back handed if you get caught double-hittin'
It's written, to pass it to the left
Take a hit, hold it in, until it hurts your chest
If you don't choke you ain't hittin' it right
That's what Mr. J says we gettin' ripped every night
Grab the three-footer let the hits last long
'cause it's all about the B-B-B-Bong
Smoke it up, sing this song
Get the phat sac for the water bong
Light it up, take a rip
Clear the chamber or ya ass get skipped (Repeated)
Saint Sinna pass the pipe
I got rip some mutha fuckin' green bud
Mutha fucka make sure it's packed tight
I got the green luv, green luv, green luv
Oh shit son, kick back and lemme preach on the gonja
The phat sac stash I snatched from ya momma
Ima bud fiend, fiendin' for the green leaf treat
Bowl, bong, pipe, blunt, joint, nice dreams
A wiggity ziggity zaggity, Zig-Zags
I got the bags you got the papers, I got the papers you got the bags
Smoke it all up don't be a sucka
(Inhale) Like this mutha fucka?
Amateurs, never smokin' like the master an'
Puff passin', longer lastin', hydro blastin'
Mutha fucka, you's a one hit wonda
And you assed out, passed out, from the (Boom) of my thunda
Smoke it up, sing this song
Get the phat sac for the water bong
Light it up, take a rip
Clear the chamber or ya ass get skipped (Repeated)
I got five on it but you can't smoke for free
You gotta come up with some cash to smoke out with me
But you my homie, so there ain't no fee
Let's break it out, no stems no seeds
(Fire it up holmes) Gettin' lifted is our mission
Tokin' up every hour like a prescription
Red hairs, red eyes, red is all that is seen
I'm like a weed fiend so fuck tha visine
Smoke (Inhale) Smoke (Inhale) Smoke (Inhale) Smoke (Inhale)
Come on mutha fucka (What?) Don't choke
Man up clean tha bowl, clear it up
I know it's hard 'cause we smoke the good stuff
Good shit, good rips, good hits, don't be a bitch
(Whut!) Smoke it (Riiight) Toke it
Down to the resin, one last drag
(Cough) You're buying next bag
Smoke it up, sing this song
Get the phat sac for the water bong
Light it up, take a rip
Clear the chamber or ya ass get skipped (Repeated)
Hey man we're outta papers
Aight then get me a toilet paper roll, a corkscrew, and some tinfoil
Well, we don't have a cork screw
Aight, then get me an avacado, and ice-pick, and my snorkle
Trust me bro, I've made bongs with less, hurry up
This one goes out to all my thugs
Grabbin' they weapon, 'bout to be steppin'
My mutha fuckin' Killaz, gangstaz, crookz, criminalz
All of that type of shit muhfucka
Tha Klepto, bringin' it back, one more time
Every time Tha Klepto ridez
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG
Every time a mutha fucka dies
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG
All tha mutha fuckin' hustlaz that slang
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG
For all the mutha fuckin' Killaz that do they thang like
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG (Repeated)
So many muthafuckaz wanna test me
But what they don't know, is I gotta secret recipe
A half of cup of ammunition, a table spoon of A-K
I squeeze tha trigga and unload til' it's emptay
I spray, close range, far away, never missin'
Killa ambition, the preminition of percision
My religion, a sacrafice twice a night
Target locked on, any muhfucka in sight
Excuse me, make way for my uzi
I'm just cruising, thinkin' to myself that you'll never lose me
Never braggin', boastin', til' my barrel be smokin'
Hopin' that tha muhfuckaz hearts explodin'
Nice try Mr. Nice Guy, aimin' for ya left eye
Lopez, BANG BANG, BYE BYE
Second think it, before you choose who ya step to
'cause I could get you, before you ever even knew
Every time Tha Klepto ridez
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG
Every time a mutha fucka dies
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG
All tha mutha fuckin' hustlaz that slang
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG
For all the mutha fuckin' Killaz that do they thang like
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG (Repeated)
I step into a club, I love to see tha blood
I put thirteen slugs into a wanna be thug
Run muhfuckaz, I love a good pursuit
You turn tha corner, I hesitate to shoot
This individual, a nine-millemeter ritual
With tears in his eyes I scream Ima kill ya'll
Now da club is blazin' with my bullets wastin' and chasin'
Blood splatters erasin', like a chainsaw and Jason
'cause what you are facin', is no ordinary marksman
From the shit you been startin', body parts are departin'
I love moving targets just when they think they escape
I break the strands of fate with eight shots in the face
Murda was tha case, but I plead the fifth
As stiff bodies drift down the river, I'm free 'cause I'm the shit
I don't do my thang, bang bang, 'cause I wanna see you die
I just do it 'cause it's funny as fuck
Every time Tha Klepto ridez
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG
Every time a mutha fucka dies
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG
All tha mutha fuckin' hustlaz that slang
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG
For all the mutha fuckin' Killaz that do they thang like
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG (Repeated)
Semi-Automatic spazmatic, I've had it
I grab it, then I ratta-tat-tat-tat-tat-it
Choice or habit, when I release a bullet
Trigga I pull it, 'cause I'm sick of the bullshit
One hit, leads to another and I don't quit
The sky gets lit, from each round I spit
From the chamber, I pop, anotha hater
Bitch boy'z face, is now a crater
Blast off, I blow ya mutha fuckin' ass off
Three, Two, One, like I work for NASA
Firin' fasta, body count is rapidly increasing
More deceasing, releasing, hysterical screaming
It's seeming that I'm being watched from the sky
National Guard, pigz, and the FBI
Looks like it's my turn to feel tha pain
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG
Every time Tha Klepto ridez
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG
Every time a mutha fucka dies
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG
All tha mutha fuckin' hustlaz that slang
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG
For all the mutha fuckin' Killaz that do they thang like
BANG BANG, BANG BANG, BANG (Repeated)
Run for shelter
Hide from the wind
Further on
We may help you
In the end
Sun as always
Will guard where you lay
And the walls are down
And the waters drown
Where you stay
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting for the rainbow warrior
Son of logic
Boy born of light
Is the picture drawn
Is the harvest one
Step away
Waiting
Waiting
There's a kid in a band
Got an axe in his hand
He's been learning all the chords
and he's writing all the words
Today you bought a new face
Tried it on for size
Now you see the world through
Different coloured eyes
They're not playing
They're not playing
They're just having
Adventures in modern recording
Adventures in modern recording
Adventures in modern recording
So carefully directed
For modern mass appeal
Look just like a poster
Got yourself a deal
Let's begin promotion
This boy has got it made
Media exposure
It will make him all the rage
But he's not playing
He's not playing
He's just having
Adventures in modern recording
Adventures in modern recording
Lenny Lyrics
MP3 Downloads
All the fools who await your return
May we tell them the truth
There's no way you can turn back the clock
Never cling to your youth
How unfortunate it must have been
Life is only a race
You're so old that it might take a crane
Just to lift back your face
Scientific so scientific
Scientific so scientific
But you were walking on glass
How unstable we bolt with the horse
Setting music to muscle
All the fallers who litter the course
As we run to the castle
Scientific so scientific
Scientific so scientific
But you were walking on glass
Careful - you're walking on glass
you're walking on glass
When you say that the sun does not move
Did it show you the answer
When the ships do not fall off the world
Does it mean there's a wall there
You say the sun does not move
Careful - you could be walking on glass
He could see that the earth was a mover
And the sun was a mother
I love you, Miss Robot
Electronically
I love you, Miss Robot
Programmed just to please
You make love like a metronome
Don't drive too fast when you take me home
Touch the seam on your sliver skin
I feel so hard when you take me in
I love you, Miss Robot
Programmed just to please
I love you, Miss Robot
Electronically
Talk of love on the telephone
When your voice fades there's a paying tone
Force a coin and you're there again
Till the loneliness is payed away
I love you, Miss Robot
Programmed just to please
I love you, Miss Robot
Electronically
I must leave, Miss Robot
Give yourself to me
I love you, Miss Robot
Do you love me?
I love you, Miss Robot
Electronically
I love you, Miss Robot
Programmed just to please
I must leave, Miss Robot
Give yourself to me
I love you, Miss Robot
My heart is an alligator
Better watch your step
Watch your step
This heat is an incubator
Make a diamond sweat
Wanna bet
Live life like you're flying solo
Never in the net
In the net
Dancing in silence the orchestra late
In the Essoldo or down by the lake
I don't care
Take me to Vermilion Sands
Hold me in familiar hands
Take me to Vermilion Sands
Sand yacht on a thermal roller
We were never there
Never there
Live life like you're flying solo
Never in the air
In the air
Dancing in silence the orchestra late
In the Essoldo or down by the lake
I don't care
Take me to Vermilion Sands
Hold me in familiar hands
Take me to Vermilion Sands
My heart is an alligator
Better watch your step
Watch your step
This heat is an incubator
Make a diamond sweat
Wanna bet
Take me to Vermilion Sands
Hold me in familiar hands
Take me to
Take me to Vermilion Sands
Hold me in familiar hands
All of those wild american bilinguals
Who talk to you in paris of their lonely lives
School days and last days out there in the midwest
They climb on their liners and rejoin their wives
Walking down boulevards electric eyes
Would gaze at the waveforms and gasp at their size
Let them be lonely and say you don't care
Astro boy, I'm watching the proles on parade
Astro boy, I'm watching the proles on parade
Una with long hair will stand by your side
And the friends who were hungry could swallow your pride
Chromium pets that video screens would show
Pictures of helplessness old kings and queens
Radio stations that fade as in dust
All their transmitters are crumbling with rust
Let them be broken and say you don't care
Astro boy, I'm watching the proles on parade
Astro boy, I'm watching the proles on parade
Astro boy, I'm watching the proles on parade
Let them be broken and say you don't care
Though today you might be riding
The engines of progress
Working in the major factories
Call me if you ever feel like letting go
I still remember the days of
Kid dynamo, kid dynamo
Kid dynamo, kid dynamo
Bowowowowowo wa-ah ow
Wowowowowowo wa-ah ow
Spreading in the subways
Of the playback from the train tracks
I think your mind was born with water wings
And now when I see you
All the generation screams
I remember the dreams of
Kid dynamo, kid dynamo
Kid dynamo, kid dynamo
Kid dynamo, I remember you
Kid dynamo, because I sleep with you
Kid dynamo, cause I have been with you
Oh let it be said
How the media builds stars
And our minds will not change
Only our cars
Kid dynamo, kid dynamo
Kid dynamo
Kid dynamo
Kid dynamo
Kid dynamo, I remember you
Kid dynamo, because I think of you
Kid dynamo, cause I have looked at you
Kid dynamo
Kid dynamo, kid dynamo
Oh go johnny kick me in the head,
Aimin' for the floorboard but they pick me up instead
Through the ringing from the night before
The engines running gotta pay a call
Johnny drove the halftrack
Cause we could not find the jeep
With me in the morning gotta get some sleep
Driving all night out of fear
Got in the ribs every time I changed gear
I'm gonna take a ride, gonna pick up the team
Gonna go where we've never been
I'm gonna pick up the team
(pickin up, picken up the team)
Now you know how it's hard to keep the fighting clean
Clean clean
Clean clean
Clean clean
Oh go johnny gonna fight the war
Shotgun in the morning at the local liquor store
Oh go talking bout them diesel fuels
Johnny tell the chaplain go and polish his tombs
Lying on the wasteground with a blanket on his face
Indicating that he's left the human race
Hell went open when the world came in
Gotta keep your head if you wanna win
I'm gonna take a ride, gonna pick up the team
Gonna go where we've never been
I'm gonna pick up the team
(picking up, pickin up the team)
Now you know it's hard to keep the fighting
Clean clean
Clean clean
Clean clean
Clean clean
Clean clean
Clean clean
Clean clean
Clean clean
Clean clean
Lost a million in the very first attack
Clean clean
Don't you worry cause you know we'll get them back
Clean clean
Lost a million in the very first attack
Clean clean
Don't, don't make wars and walkaway
Even in the streets your feet don't move
See their faces through the perspex
Turn to stare back up at you
You, your eyes are green and mine are blue
In the subway darkness I am watching you
Oh my-my, you are so sci-fi,
Please will you let me ride?
Johnny, riding on the monorail
Johnny, riding on the monorail
Johnny, riding on the monorail
Monora-a-a-il
Oooh, you know that life is terminal,
It's the paris pullman in your mind again
Eyes like cameras move their lenses
Take this dream I offer you
Johnny, riding on the monorail
Johnny, riding on the monorail
Johnny, riding on the monorail
All we cannot see we call invisible
Tracks that move on pylons through the sky
Oh my my you are so sci-fi
Please will you let me ride
Johnny riding on the monorail
Johnny riding on the monorail
Johnny riding on the monorail
Johnny on the monorail
Johnny on the monorail
Johnny on the monorail
Johnny on the monorail
Johnny on the monorail
Johnny on the monorail
All will be revealed before the next move
All will be revealed before the next move
Gimme some juice and watch me blow
Tell that joker where to go
Gimme some air and let me breathe
Wake me when it's time to leave
I was a beatnik (x4)
A shark tooth fin and a chevrolet
A wild boy takes it all the way
No more Charlie it's my throat
Send the bell-boy for my coat
I was a beatnik (x4)
I was a beatnik, beatnik, beatnik...
All will be revealed before the next move
All will be revealed before the next move
I got to see you one more time
And show you to a friend of mine
A poor white man on an asian beat
An excess kid with a graceful streak
I was a beatnik (x8)
I was a beatnik!
No more from Charlie
No more from Cole
No more espresso
What a joke
I was a beatnik (x4)
All will be revealed before the next move
All will be revealed before the next move
Memories how they fade so fast
Look back there is no escape
Tied down now you see too late
Lovers they will never wait
I am a camera
I am a camera
Take heart I will never let you go
If you wanna let your feelings show
Lovers all how they never broke your heart
You lose them if the feeling starts
I am a camera, camera, camera
I am a camera, camera, camera
There by the waterside
Here where the lens is wide
You and me by the sea
Taken in tranquility
Take heart I will never let you go
If you wanna let your feelings show
Lovers all how they never broke your heart
You lose them if the feeling starts
I am, I am a camera
I am a camera, I am a camera
I am, I am a camera
I am a camera,i am a camera
There by the waterside
Here where the lens is wide
Here with a suitcase in my hand
I walk the street to find a fortune teller
But when the future's in your palm
They read it like a book that lasts forever
Makes you run
One last train for the inner city
You I know are like the rest
You're holding on with all the best intentions
But tear the fabric off your nest
You'll find the eggs have gone
And no one mentions
How you run
One last train for the inner city
One last train for the inner city
Here in the sun
There on the sand
Falling like angels
You hold out your hand
Turn on
Hold out
We will be there
In the end
One last train for the inner city
One last train for the inner city
One last train for the inner city
All of those wild American bilinguals
Who talk to you in Paris of their lonely lives
School days and last days out there in the Midwest
They climb on their liners to rejoin their wives
Walking down boulevards electric eyes
Would gaze at the waveforms and gasp at their size
Let them be lonely and say you don't care
Astroboy, I'm watching the proles on parade
Astroboy, I'm watching the proles on parade
Una with long hair will stand by your side
And the friends who were hungry could swallow your pride
Chromium pets that video screens would show
Pictures of helplessness, old kings and queens
Radio stations that fade as in dust
All their transmitters are crumbling with rust
Let them be broken and say you don't care
Astroboy, I'm watching the proles on parade
Astroboy, I'm watching the proles on parade
Astroboy, I'm watching the proles on parade
Let them be broken and say you don't care
Astroboy, I'm watching the proles on parade
Astroboy, I'm watching the proles on parade
Astroboy, I'm watching the proles on parade
Oh go Johnny kick me in the head,
Aimin' for the floorboard but they pick me up instead
through the ringing from the night before
the engines running gotta pay a call
Johnny drove the halftrack
cause we could not find the jeep
with me in the morning gotta get some sleep
driving all night out of fear
got in the ribs every time I changed gear
I'm gonna take a ride, gonna pick up the team
gonna go where we've never been
I'm gonna pick up the team
(pickin up, picken up the team)
now you know how it's hard to keep the fighting clean
clean clean
clean clean
clean clean
Oh go Johnny gonna fight the war
shotgun in the morning at the local liquor store
oh go talking bout them diesel fuels
Johnny tell the chaplain go and polish his tombs
lying on the wasteground with a blanket on his face
indicating that he's left the human race
hell went open when the world came in
gotta keep your head if you wanna win
I'm gonna take a ride, gonna pick up the team
gonna go where we've never been
I'm gonna pick up the team
(picking up, pickin up the team)
now you know it's hard to keep the fighting
clean clean
clean clean
clean clean
clean clean
clean clean
clean clean
clean clean
clean clean
clean clean
lost a million in the very first attack
clean clean
don't you worry cause you know we'll get them back
clean clean
lost a million in the very first attack
clean clean
In your houses late at night
Sit down cosy, kill that light
Watch a movie, watch a fight
Feeling safe as well you might
When you dream in black and white
It can only happen
On TV, on TV
In the bathroom in your bed
Wall to wall we're in your head Finger on remote control
We are wired to your soul
We got idols we got dreams
It can only happen
On TV
On TV
On TV
We got idols we got dreams
Keep your eyes fixed on the screen
Squeeze your life there in between
On TV
On TV
On TV, TV, TV
Ecstasy for you and me
Here at home on your TV
TV TV TV
Turning up the volume 'cos it's blowing up your head
Look at your eyes they're going red
Turn it on!
Turn it off!
Turn it on!
Every day my metal friend
Shakes my bed at 6am
Then the shiny serving clones
Run in with my telephones
Talking fast I make a deal
Buy the fake and sell what's real
What's this pain here in my chest?
Maybe I should take a rest
They send the heart police to put you under,
Cardiac arrest
and as they drag you the door
They tell you that you've failed the test
Living in the ...
Living in the plastic age
Looking only half my age
Hello doctor lift my face
I wish my skin could stand the pace
In the bed I read my mind
Remember how the mice were blind
I watch them fighting in their cage
Could this be the plastic age?
They send the heart police
to put you under cardiac arrest
and as they drag you the door
they tell you that you've failed the test
Living in the
Plastic age
Plastic age
Plastic age
They send the heart police to put you under Cardiac arrest
and as they drag you the door
They tell you that you've failed the test
Living in the plastic age
Plastic age
I heard you on the wireless back in '52
Lying awake intently tuning in on you
If I was young it didn't stop you coming through
[Oh-a-oh]
They took the credit for your second symphony
Rewritten by machine on new technology
And now I understand the problems you can see
[Oh-a-oh]
I met your children
[Oh-a-oh]
What did you tell them?
[Video killed the radio starVideo killed the radio star]
Pictures came and broke your heart
[Oh-a-a-a oh]
And now we meet in an abandoned studio
We hear the playback and it seems so long ago
And you remember the jingles used to go:
[Oh-a-oh]
You were the first one
[Oh-a-oh]
You were the last one
[Video killed the radio starVideo killed the radio star]
In my mind and in my car
We can't rewind, we've gone too far
[Oh-a-a-a ohOh-a-a-a oh]
[Video killed the radio starVideo killed the radio star]
In my mind and in my car
We can't rewind, we've gone too far
Pictures came and broke your heart
Put the blame on VTR...
[You are the radio starYou are the radio starVideo killed the radio starVideo killed the radio starVideo killed the radio starVideo killed the radio star]
You are the radio star
[Video killed the radio starVideo killed the radio star]
You are the radio star
[Video killed the radio starVideo killed the radio star]
You are the radio star
[Video killed the radio starVideo killed the radio star]
You are the radio star
