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Bay Area Massacre

アーティスト:Ant Banks  アルバム:Do or Die  作詞:BANKS ANTHONY/BANKS ANT/BUTLER TERENCE CHRISTOPHER/TERRY T  作曲:BANKS ANTHONY/BANKS ANT/BUTLER TERENCE CHRISTOPHER/TERRY T 

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It's the Bayside (Massacre) The Bayside (Massacre) On and on and on (Repeat 2x) [Mr. Ill] I was missing from my christening Chewing on my writing pen persuing the enlightenment To tighten nitwit game and lighten dim lit brains The Rebirth, shit, I'm off the hook now You see dirt through these terse, you will get shook pal But look how children, be on some other shit When the brother split, he coming back double grip Bubble fit (Now) Bola (How?) Up off that cola (Wow) Yo I done told ya (Blow) His life is over Treachery is out to get with me, mental telepathy is saving me I wear it like a badge of bravery, for safe haven see Cause the grave in me calling me, but I ain't falling, G They come in walls of three, I let 'em all have heat I'm a let you know, check your testicles Bet you're skeptical, with the letting go and wet you slow And your ho, she gets some too, see your crew get run through For you to undo, is like a llama learning kung fu Drama's what I run you, mama's what you'll run to I'm a go on and dump you and make you something to slum to Chump you forgot to ask him, I got that platinum Jump you, I bag and burn him, and bad ones learn from Desert tongues get stripped out, if you gonna jump ship shout You flipped out, then get clout, but that's not what this shit's bout You salting my name, halting my fame, faulting my game Niggas know I bring assault like the same It's the Bayside (Massacre) The Bayside (Massacre) On and on and on (Repeat 2x) [Rappin' Ron] Fuck you bitch, I fish to fuck you quick And what you get, is no props, I'm blowing up your whole block It don't stop, I'm on top of this going down Nigga peep Ron flow, the lawn mower's mowing now And nigga I'm about to cut your grass Smash the gas, hit the block, adjust the mask and bust your ass Fuck the past, focus on the present tense With president and no paraphenalia or evidence I'm heaven-sent but never repent so I won't make it back But if I go tell, fuck it, I might as well take a strap As I bail through hell's deepest dungeon I plunge in the fire pit, to see if I die quick Or if I get ressurrected and reincarnated And when motherfuckers look to check, double R made it Rappin' Ron, sending busters to trapping john Blowing up so much shit niggas swore that I just got back from Nam Bombs drop when Ron cocks nine glocks And when the time's hot my nine pops non-stop So nigga why not bust a shot and leave fools dead Cause fool I got chops and glocks in my toolshed Who said that you fled and Ron never stomped ya? Nigga, I'm a monster, you know Ron can conquer I'm the rawest flawless, Diddley Dog is the tallest And I'm the shortest, but notice that I flow this You're bogus, you can't get me, hit me or fuck with me The shit be bumping, it's just me and Ant Diddley


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