Текст песни Saafir The Saucee Nomad - Battle Drill
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Boxcar sessionist black magic isThe magnet breakin` `em down to Micro fragments. I might go dragnetShoot Joe on Friday if I miss I`llGet your one day won`t forget officerMonday I`m good with gun play I get Wreck check the boss don`t removeYour firing pin punk `cause I get Off - comes the safety freak a clip Or get plugged with the four - 5thOff my niggas hip best believe the Triggers gettin` gripped we stroll The back doors to the railroad is Where we go when we flow hellknowsand elbows are shot thrown don`t blinkan eye gets ruff when I flex the Ingrim chrome don`t even try it.I`m the arsonist `cause I`ll burn you With the slug I`m funky plus I got Carpet fresh in my rug tug a war and Get dug six feet under floor plans arebannedCombat hand to hand cowards clocks Is gettin` cleaned with detergent ifYou want to freak a funky flow we Can splurge it so I`ll perk like an Expert I`ll send a flow that`ll kill Bet I won`t break a sweat in a Battle drillStart ya engines but you lookExhausted like carbon monoxideI`m slyLike a foxeye see me I`ll jack you For your bundle G I`ll be lurking In the rear smirking when you`reCrumbling the hobo Junctionistfunctionis to freak the lyrical smoke a Blunt to the grill till we reach The spiritual world then get wit yaGirl dip her like a tea bag up itanother notch for the flea bag kingQueens be freaky fiends don`t sleep and Fall think the cocks the bomb but like Tom you`ll get brokawf sheer energySo u know I be stockin` rear entities Eatin` linto beans and I do reek when I speak true who`s this ya girl niceTo freak you let me freak a clip slip oneIn the chamber click clak that`s the Sound of the gat right before the jackComes true I thought you knewThat`s ya cue oh! But you`re a hero Muscles kinda swollen but you ain`t Real you wouldn`t strike if we wasBowlin` to the left march arch ya Back the impact is fat when I tag a grillWith a battle drillThe nomadic attic dweller never On the cheddar cheese grease down The plank yankin` mentals cleanslatesAre freaked treats for the tricks like A magician doin` halftucks genies and Arabian`s chest be cavin` in and I beIn the rubbish rubbin` this like AladdinThrough obstacles my saliva be Liva than stoppin` flows in they tracksCuttin` the tape it`s nutthin` to debate Fate tells me this is the last grape To be cracked rippin` the plaque Between the gums hums this lift yaLip a little more to the chef`s recipeFor flavor they be beggin` me to stopThe torturing but forth I bring A subconscience which means no consciencenessOn this effort no mercy on a grooveno Space to move check mate it`s reservedFor the disinfecting I`m projecting Flavor till you choke chalkOne add a kill for the battle drills