Screwball Lyrics
Screwball Lyrics
"First Blood Lyrics"
Tanguedia (reprise) Lyrics
(Instrumental)
(Instrumental)
[Poet]
What?
Screwball
First Blood
When I die bury me
Hang my balls from a cherry tree...
Aiyyo, fuck everybody and everything
I'm puttin my balls on the table while you swingin ya ding-a-ling
I'm here to take back whats mines, I sold dimes
On the block ?evading? the cops, opened outta town spots
Meanwhile, otha niggas slipped in through the back door
Now them niggas swear that they raps raw
I'm not feelin 'em, my rap style killin 'em
From the eighties to the millenium
Ask about Poet, niggas say "Yeah, I remember him"
Black hoody, army pants, stay wearin Timberland
QB OT, regulate thoroughly
The only one who repres
After All Lyrics
The moon makes ribbons to surround you Within the robe of dark around you I see goodbye A blade that cuts me from your eyes I wonder why It's time for honesty and answers Love is the song- we are the dancers A broken pair- we spin alone And wonder where- the touch has gone After all this time After
ented heavenlyThe moon makes ribbons to surround you Within the robe of dark around you I see goodbye A blade that cuts me from your eyes I wonder why It's time for honesty and answers Love is the song- we are the dancers A broken pair- we spin alone And wonder where- the touch has gone After all this time After
Had a whole borough ready to bury me
Yeah, you remember that, if you don't you was on Similac
[Kyron]
Now you trapped up in a cipher with wild wolves that need to eat
I chew ya dogs up and spit out they white meat, son
I'm having visions of ya ending and its not sweet
It's gettin crucial, dead you and the niggas that produce you
Yeah its conflict with the Screw
Confined in the industry, but now I'm speacking to a few
Individuals, now you fell I'm talking to you
Go ahead, press the issue, I'm QB official
Screwball authorized spit anotha one to prove its organized
Check the archives, we copped pies
Got true street ties, ninety ni
In the House Lyrics
[Run] Back, back, back with the boom, so give a nigga room Came with the fame with my name came a tune The King of Rock, there is none higher God ?? with Madonna not melodic like Mariah, Carey, when Larry put me in his Caddy I made my album I rock the funky beat like Marky Mark be rockin Calvin, Klein's, no friend of min
e wise guys[Run] Back, back, back with the boom, so give a nigga room Came with the fame with my name came a tune The King of Rock, there is none higher God ?? with Madonna not melodic like Mariah, Carey, when Larry put me in his Caddy I made my album I rock the funky beat like Marky Mark be rockin Calvin, Klein's, no friend of min
Feel for the state, hit 'em right between the eyes, what?
Chorus: Poet
Now its first blood, hurt thigs, burst slugs
Dirt thugs, Screwball the worst thugs
First blood thirsty, what, coming to do y'all
Blew y'all back to the wall, and gave it to y'all
Now its first blood, hurt thigs, burst slugs
Dirt thugs, Screwball the worst thugs
First blood thirsty, what, coming to do y'all
Blew y'all back to the wall, and gave it to y'all
[KL]
Yo, hey yo, yo
I told you don't fuck with me I got Jedi
Mind control with two nines with red eye
Aiming at'cha ?chedda?
Gettin off the bourbon rockin the turbin
Swervin ??? eating ca
Add It Up Lyrics
Day after day I will walk, and I will play But the day, after today I will stop, and I will start Why can't I get just one kiss? Why can't I get just one kiss? Believe me, Somethings I wouldn't miss But I look at you pants and I need a kiss. Why can't I get just one screw? Why can't I get just one
ts in slow-moDay after day I will walk, and I will play But the day, after today I will stop, and I will start Why can't I get just one kiss? Why can't I get just one kiss? Believe me, Somethings I wouldn't miss But I look at you pants and I need a kiss. Why can't I get just one screw? Why can't I get just one
Like Higher Learning, feel a burning
World turnin indeed
So one day they gonna have to hand it to me
'Cuz I'm a legacy
Flesh and bone chewin, livin
When a nigga take my kindness for weakness aside givin
[Hostyle]
Hey yo, yo
Yo Screw, we got some drama to attend to
Watch me bend you to a pretzel (Man, saayyzzz who?)
Hostyle 'bout bless you, anger I ventilate
With a banger I penetrate deep in your flesh meat
I'm foul with this, street analysis
Need to politic every twenty four
More money, money mo'
One mans poison is anotha mans sweetness
Striking at ya weakness, knowin all your secrets
Chorus