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Pharoahe Monch - Behind Closed Doors lyrics
Chorus: repeat 2X Behind closed doors we go to war, all out Hereos turn bitch and have to crawl out rich to fall out snitch to switch to out of bounds shit Flip, knock the wall out Danger, niggaz is prone to clear the mall out [Pharoahe Monch] What is a scorpion? A animal that stings, shit I'm like a bat with blood comin out the wings You should never in your wildest dreams shit on a nigga who resides in the borough of Queens Strong wicked, in the Lex on the celly Now you gettin fucked without the K-Y Jelly How I made it you salivated over my calibrated raps that validated my ghetto credibility Still I be packin agilities unseen F'realla my killin abilities unclean facilities For more than military tactics obscene extreme confidential My exterior serene with the potential of a killin machine Ex-marine you drag queen, we tag team Queens finest the alliance defiant we bag fiends The FUCK you lookin in my face for nigga? I mace mics and then lace the bass with figures Chorus [Pharoahe Monch] Decapitate his ass, smack him, slap him in the back of the truck Exasperate the life of his man and then pack it up Cut off his hands and send his girl multiple finger sandwiches If she manages to damages, put her in bandages The amateurs - bananas is the unaninmous way we choose to live scandalous Even with doorknobs you couldn't handle this Pharoahe's the host, the audience, and the motherfuckin panelist My mic's equipped with laser sights so that the man'll miss Never you Devils, my level's that of a high evolutionary rebel Third rock from the sun to me is only a pebble You comin with the corn shit that get forwarded like bitches lickin clitoris in a porn flick Chorus |
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