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Pump Your Fist

アーティスト:Cappadonna  アルバム:Pillage 

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(Killa Bamz) Uhh, yeah, what, uhh, yeah Darts of armored warfare, Deep the rhyme Caprice Deep in levels, alibi havin rebel could play this competition for pounds in the state of permission Conversation bout this kid Killa Bamz You want defense, man to man, location Shaolin New York It ain't nuthin to talk or walk Get dark son, economic times to fault Style is mangohead stagnated from soft What the fuck you thought, we was given support? Live from Beatdown, Shaolin success, bypass the rest Move sixty deep, Dutch with the charm One hundred, twenty arms, designed to unleash bombs Holdin dart guns in palms One hundred divine cyphers, Killa Bamz I pack the dart gun hate to see another death in the fam Uhh, yeah, what pump up your fist (3X) if you love this shit pump up your fist (3X) if you love this shit (Tekitha) Y'all confused and amusing, transfusion I'm bruising Meth-Tical illusions, salutin my blade Tongue blade of fury, nurse the wound leary weary Teary fear me, clearly, the pearl drop Time stop, holdin shop, shockwave be brave Ghetto came style is maim out to lunch Out to crunch munch rhyme foods, my life reflect the jewel My life control the cruise, ten deadly touches too Grip the Dutches move, swing rough to cut ya is the one to seek philosophy in crutches You disbelieve, in the T Truth Equal King Islam Truth Heard Alive, TEKITHA Bust the cypher on the Gods, bust the cypher on the Gods pump up your fist (3X) if you love this shit pump up your fist (3X) if you love this shit


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