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Warcloud - Mad Axes lyrics
[Intro: Warcloud] Aiyo g, we gon' bong, pinball over here, down the street Yo, the Los Angeles fabulous Yo, Warcloud, the Skarekrow, Leviathan The Great Chiefs, yo, it's how we rock it Yo, yo, go how we rock it [Hook 2X: Warcloud] Mics, turntables, spray cans and records Mics, turntables, spray cans and records [Warcloud] Aiyo, my pen is a merciless sword that burns you open Throw ya arms and legs in a big barrel of vinegar Puny little men in green uniform, want to hurt Warcloud Warcloud smash, the planet crash Deep in the Sun, I'm awfully unstable Spin like a quarter on the edge of a coffee table Sterling rap cap muthafuckas like AK's For decades, I infect AIDS to rap brigades A mutated stranded, swell up ya head and burst it Hideous by pitiless greed, hits on a prettiest Eat through the walls, and I look at ya girls skirt, cuz Cambodian dirt buzz, waffle chromes and soap suds Helicopter fire power shower you after April Warehouse machinery, heavy bionical chronicle Old abominable super sonical, metropolital Metacarpals, pop orchestra, run away ya vertebrae Swamp voice, in for thick natures, raise ya flexures Bitter bone lecture epics, holdin' cryptic Down in the hollow, men crumble when I mumble Underwater cyber jungle, lyrics tumble [Hook 2X] *same time as the chorus* [Chorus 2X: Leviathan] Great Chiefs, we slaughter, clobber all impostors Urban legends stalkers, fresh off the meat locker Urban legends stalkers, Great Chiefs, we conquer Clobber all impostors, fresh off the meat locker [Leviathan] Drunk off the Lager, slobber, speech improper Zoomin' past coppers, renegade hip hoppers Shake, rattle or shatter, mirrors to windows Hen |
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