GANGRENE - Sheet Music lyrics

rate me

Ft. Havoc & Sean Price

(Intro)

930-33rd

Gangrene

(Verse: Oh No)

They say the boy is old school

WWF, I will smack a fuckin' chair into that lil ass chest

Ya out of breath, that means ya in need of sum' rest

Have a seat, literal

I'm yellin' to the crowd and they yellin' to get rid of ya

And I don't need the cage or the rings

I'm from the game that goes bang in yo dreams

So keep dreamin' like a gauge in yo sleep

So I can see what ya thought on the sheets, I call it sheet music

Like the countin' the sheep movin', The sleep movement

They seep into it, I see what ya doin', you're sick, I see thru' it

Like a live leak to a filmin', From a local's phone

I choke ya focus, Gone like hocus-pocus, A locust swarm

The only way ya hearin' a buzz

Ova the music that they play in the clubs

Sendin' the thugs baby, show me sum' luv

I see the haters, they ain't fuckin' with us

(They ain't fuckin' with us)

(Hook: Havoc)

Neva that, I'm better at it, ya lil fuck

Whoeva ratted got bullet tatted the full advantage

I'm laughin' at it, tryna find a lil good in us

Good luck muthafucka, night night muthafucka

(Verse 2: Sean Price)

Smoke blunts, ya know the black is potent

Don't front, ya know I got cha open

At lunch with the snakes and pigeons

Front, get punched in yo face for living

Listen, I beam ya wig, ya see in this riddle

My dreams is big, my crib is lil

Livin' in the Ville is risky

Niggas green with envy but I'm Bill Bixby

Mr. McGee don't get me angry

Ya wouldn't like it when I'm angry

Listen, P

New Lou Ferrigno! Big bullets that shoot thru' ya and yo kinfolks

Ruck from Heltah

.9 clapped, spine tapped and fuck yo felt up

Snuff to the wack boy

Biggest nigga in my group Buff from the Fat Boys, P!

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Alchemist)

I'm crumblin' the dope, two G's in a bucket

Big bundle for the rope, twenty G's for the nugget

Doin' slaloms in the slope, my machinery's rugged

Ya pussy with a shit stain, bikini is muddy

Break levee when I rain thru' the vicinity, flooded

So I could test my skin get canoed

This is only a small portion, I'm givin' ya a snippet view

Trailer visual sicker than salmonella Chicken flu

My creative juice come from a different fruit

When ya sippin' straw like Guinness brew

Spill blood on yo tennis shoe

Before I bless Chalice, I use paper clip to scrape the residue

Stick man get the money, take the revenue (Get the money)

Theme music for ya to push the Lamborghini pedal to

Explode a grenade and pieces of metal flew

Collateral damage aim for the torso but the leg will do

(Hook)