bms on the attack - rbx lyrics
yo man
brother madness style, c’mon, let’s let’s do this sh-t
motherf-ckers done rolled on ’em
nah nah it wasn’t the gangsters man
it was, it was them motherf-ckers, yeah (who was it?)
(yeah, right right) them motherf-ckers, (?)
(shoot them motherf-ckers man!)
yo yo, yo create man, you got the strap?
rex t man, pop in the clip
give, give me the gun man
give me the gun that motherf-cker is slippin
one-eighty-seven
[rbx]
f-ck it! i gotta do this quick
i grab my glock seventeen, the clip went click
dat-da-da-dot-da tec, perfect
so i keep on i – pop him and drop him
that oughta stop him from comin up blocks
dead in his tracks from stacks of facts
relax! i’m about to take my respect
i lower, and aim straight for his f-ckin neck
boo-yaa boo-yaa then i fade into the wind
hiden by the night, reflected by moon
soon comes the wrath of blacks actual facts
pistol cracks.
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