Alpha Faktion - Bodybagz lyrics

rate me

Kraze:

Ay yo, Kraze hold it down in the square

Prepare for damage

Every time I grab the mic it was like the ish bananas

Never cursing in my rhymes so you can grab your kids and cameras

Hold a cannon in the spot when we rock

crowds keep their hands up

I’m staring down the eyes of the youth

Like you the answer?

The dudes in shiny suits with the loot hey’re just some dancers

We vandalize sound proof booths graffiti canned up

Man up, I’m pillaging villains, millions in mansions

Kraze not a normal civilian building advancement

The watchers be the lights in the skies, revealing answers

So

Eyes wide when I sleep, Giant sized when I leap

I grab the mic and watch them follow my lead

Yo pardon my speech

Dog, you’re not on my leash

The number one draft pick but you’re just not in my league

Homie, so never crossing my path, I’ll leave your corpse in a bag

You make a move, you feel the force of this wrath

It's Zilla!

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Azwun:

We’re here to smash records like Phelps in a back stroke

The hats low, that eyes wide shut, swinging a bat flow

React slow, get crushed bodily son follow me

I pen an epic poem and bring Illiad to your Odyssey

We breathe tragic, the Travis Bickle of this rap shit

Hop in the cab quick and get clipped

Spittin that slap stick

so fuck your fandom

Hold label execs for the ransom

Demented with a pen in my hand, letters from Manson

We poli on affairs with religous cats and the heathens.

Work a 9 to 5 and plan sabotage in the evenings

Depending on my vibe and my mood change with the seasons

Cross a certain line and get deaded for high treason

Caught sleeping, awake to a fate that’s worse than imprisonment

America the beautiful, there’s no walls in this prison, kid

We hold the pen sharp as a surgeon’s scalpel to house you

You know the Faktion's real as it gets by the album’s outro

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Shabaam Sahdeeq:

Look into my eyes, you know that I’m here for business

And when I finish, make all your doubts diminish

I recharge and replenish off that spinach

Steam like Bob and Wailer, that purple like grimace

I could rush and make heat or take time and make history

You better off shootin ya hand before you diss me

Missed me with the bullshit or get cracked with the bullwhip

These fools think they’re winners but where they championships?

I don’t see nothing but a whole lot of posting

A whole lot of bragging and boasting fitting to get roasted

You finger fucking that fiery flame that flicker nigga

You gassed so one small match will blow your wig off

I’m humble but I rumble like speakers in fly jeeps

Y’all creeps, got on the stand and told on your peeps

That’s weak, that’s why I see 'em and I don’t even speak

The haters gonna fall like seasons, best believe

Thanks to Azwun ( for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Azwun (had to correct the shabaam verse) for correcting these lyrics