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bobaflex - too juiced كلمات أغنية

too juiced, the flow, knock your boots loose
too sick for you to ever f_ck with
break right through my fever ….. mic elixir
got my bourbon whiskey ….. pass the mixer
my style’s flowin’ c_ck strong ….. can’t compare the
rhythm of our song ….. could ya dare ta
step to my family ….. the perfect mix
got the sense of the macs the temper of the mcs

geez your patter, and come to the show
sha na na na …… no
a wak fol’ da diddle or the mac gets the dough
sha na na na …… no
geez your patter, and come to the show
sha na na na …… no
a wak fol’ da diddle or the mac gets the dough
sha na na na …… no

you smoke too much reefer, supaflex will speed ya’
bass guitar will speed ya’, up your ass like a middle finger
come u like a 30s blues singer we make guitar meaner
knuckle up like a wife beater
break out my shillelagh ….. ready for battle
check your head, or your head ….. i’m gonna’ rattle
gang warily my crest ….. best go carefully
stay close to my crew ….. they always there for me
geez your patter, and come to the show
sha na na na …… no
a wak fol’ da diddle or the mac gets the dough
sha na na na …… no
geez your patter, and come to the show
sha na na na …… no
a wak fol’ da diddle or the mac gets the dough
sha na na na …… no

yo i’m reevaluatin ya fate, and corrupt your
past present future so they’ll neva relate
all the substances in my blood f_ckin changin my state
and the ground shaken structures breakin
sha na na na no f_ckin debate
see we hitten just like an earthquake, depictin the real flash of truths
retaliation times 2 when ya step to my crew
i think i’ll roll fat and slam a brew here’s what you can do

get the f_ck out, we’re takin’ no more
it’s hard_core, time to settle that score
get the f_ck out, we’re takin’ no more
it’s hard_core, time to settle that score
get the f_ck out, we’re takin’ no more
it’s hard_core, time to settle that score
get the f_ck out, we’re takin’ no more
it’s hard_core, time to settle that score
sh_t’s always rockin’, it’s us gettin high
blowin’ up like cherry bombs on the fourth of july
revelations explode spells my rhyme seven times
but i’m a bring the rapture cause i’m the eighth sign
forward and back a hypnotic trance, i’ll enhance
burnin holes through my foes with just one glance
bust out my breakdance make ya sh_t your pants
too juiced the flow now ya know

- bobaflex

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