OUTERSPACE - Brute Force 2 lyrics

rate me

I put work in this game now I'm hurtin this game

Put a skirt on your dame, I'm a squirt up her frame

I'm a worsen the pain with a verse that's insane

I'm a evil seed so the curse still remains

Sip the henney fuck the rock, tricked Jenny from the block

With my dogs every day it's good and plenty on the block

Hittin heavy when we rock, aimin steady for the shot

We spaghetti up ya knot if you ain't ready call the cops

Guerilla warfare when we duct tape civilians

If the money's hard to earn then we must take they children

Take a shot in the air let ya gun scrape the ceiling

You can ask T dub how we lust hateful feelings

Don't pass mean mugs if you love to wake for livin

We some classy thugs with a grudge to make millions

We will smash ya mug, won't budge it take millions

On some band and brother shit with size we quake?

I wanna rock (come on)

Roll (come on)

Ya'll wanna set it on the block (come on)

Rock (come on)

Roll (come on)

Come one, come on

The End is near, you can taste the ground

We can smell your fear, as the army puts you down

I got two sons a wife and a whip

And I'll never fuck ya chick that's a trifling bitch

I rock New era fitted's and Timbs

And bring ya whole crew terror every time the record spins

Who wanna battle? I'm like an animal in the jungle

Double shots of henney humble still makin crew's crumble

Let's get it in, you fraudulent cats are still bitchin

You hate, I bang Jedi and eluded in one sittin

We from space to sun shape after one take

And I'm 100% and that was one of Puns greats

Too much you sweatin and bettin ya life one me

I'm trife homie, even worst with a knife on me, quite raunchy

Heavy weighters, that make it high for heavy papers

If it come hot, if not then fuck it... I ain't petty hater

Nigga we major, manufacture the wins often

You feel the breeze when I rap think it's the wind talking

I wanna rock (come on)

Roll (come on)

Ya'll wanna set it on the block (come on)

Rock (come on)

Roll (come on)

Come one, come on

Test me once, I'll take you out

You'll see the truth as the Pharaohs put you down

Snake charmer, equal opportunity hate monger

I hold the weight in my straight left like H. Harver

Vinnie chop ya fuckin head cause his blade sharper

And every rhyme I fuckin spit is a grenade launcher

I'm an insane author, a nonhuman

Who studied the? test from John von Neumann

Something happens in my brain when the guitar strum

Bitin me would be insane cause it scars lungs

These all guns, and I can handle em

You mean as much to me as uncle Sam and them

So I choose not to abuse telepathy

Cause it's dangerous like the Soviets weaponry

Let's see whos next to me, burn at the fuckin stake

Then I can throw the faggot urn in the fuckin lake

Give me a fuckin break you know what this is

Pazienza, outerspace cousin metaphysics

I wanna rock (come on)

Roll (come on)

Ya'll wanna set it on the block (come on)

Rock (come on)

Roll (come on)

Come one, come on

Test me once, I'll take you out

You'll see the truth as the Pharaohs put you down

The end is near, you can taste the ground

We can smell your fear as the Army put you down