Beatnuts

Beatnuts - Uncivilized lyrics

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Intro: <br />

Yeah, yeah yeah. Open your mouth (aaaah). Open it! Wide.<br />

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Psycho Les:<br />

I'm coming running at you with an axe, chop you in the hip<br />

Now you fuckin' hop don't don't ask me any questions (questions)<br />

Why too many ears at my sessions<br />

With opions, but not this year (no question)<br />

Strickly answers, Luke dancers, chasing off happy campers<br />

And wanna be rap gangsters, yappin' that shit I don't like<br />

But not tonight we bring that shit to start a fight<br />

So what the fuck? When I hit you know I struck<br />

Knuckle game, test and get munked<br />

Nigga dissed me, forget this and you back in the rhyme with a punch line<br />

Trying to slamp you in broad daylight around lunch time, so what the fuck?<br />

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Don Gobbi:<br />

No false assumption, I cut a face just like a pumpkin<br />

Potted up and drunken, grabbin' my balls while gruntin'<br />

You just a munshkin, not even half of the equivalent <br />

My team is militant, criminals who swear they innocent<br />

You insignificant, I turn diesel niggas to involents<br />

You started it, I'll finish it, deminish it<br />

I'm killing it, word duke, I let it known don't fuck with Gobbi<br />

Act a man like rack of lamb and feed the body to the rody<br />

Smokin' Suckas Wit Logic and raised with project lobby<br />

I let you choose your fate, your only crews will wait<br />

I'm heavyweight and when I'm old and great yo I rejuvenate<br />

And duplicate, and slam man like Sumo tournaments<br />

Fake thugs get plugged and missles launched to their coordinates<br />

Hip hop cornered it, a-yo we fear none, rappers hootchies and spear guns<br />

Bustin' threw your ear drums, we leave the ears numb<br />

Get You Open like Black Moon and spot a kill of gorillas<br />

A plattoon of baboons (that stab wounds) to make the shit worse hit up your<br />

Soft spaces<br />

A bunch of niggas with court cases and all faces<br />

And torch places and leave the spot crispy, smokin' like a hippy<br />

From now until I'm 50<br />

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Hook:<br />

Unciviled (x4)<br />

But now I start to realize<br />

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Don Gobbi:<br />

Yo turn the mic on, Ju visualize like nightcorn<br />

You fake thug niggas still sleep with the lights on<br />

You quite wrong thinkin' that your team is like strong<br />

We strangle y'all niggas like pythons, we like flaws<br />

Corona outlaws, 52 Southpaw<br />

Hungary as niggas that'll come out yours<br />

Stick a nigga in a heartbeat, it's the cold blooded Dominican dark meat<br />

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Hook

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