| I was born to perform, bright lights on Broadway
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| A microphone soldier of love like Sade
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| So all day long, these smooth operators
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| Make moves, get a shovel, dig a tomb for the haters
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| Innovators of the greatest rap music around
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| SNM once again hear the bass drum pound
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| Don’t you love it when a sound come together like this?
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| Like when a plan comes together on some A-Team shit?
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| On some gold chain, Mr T I pity the fool
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| B-A, bad attitude, Battle Axe rules
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| Warriors, warriors, symbols of justice
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| We grow every day so there’s much more of us
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| Brothers in the movement that multiply quickly
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| We all around the world not on some one city cliquey
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| You get me? |
| Good, no need to repeat it then
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| SNM’s the kinda group that you should be believing in
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| Okay, mad skilled, crazy as fuck, I’m not very calm
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| Kids going crazy like its Knotts Berry Farm
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| Aye, I got a pocket full of cherry bombs
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| Madchild scary storm, running like a marathon
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| People look at me like am Hannibal Lecter
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| A cannibal from Canada, this man’ll dissect ya
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| My jaws are mechanical, sick and got no antidote
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| You got the wrong guy, I do not come from no banana boat
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| An animal, that ain’t so fuckin' animalistic
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| I’m flying like a cannibal that lands in the distance
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| And everybody knows that I’m a man of persistence
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| I come equipped with gifts like I was Santa at Christmas
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| And all I want for Christmas is a whole, new set of teeth
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| Ready for whats coming, yeah my whole crew better be
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| Game changed, that don’t mean we ain’t gonn' win still
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| Been around since EZ Rock was rockin' a windmill
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| And Zodak was taggin' on the walls ??
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| We still the bomb and we gonn' get a second chance to blow up
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| I’m still a Toy’s R Us kid, don’t wanna grow up
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| Still killing shows, only difference I ain’t tore up
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| And age ain’t nothin' but a number dog
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| More experience, a living walking underdog
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| Light dim might shine bright, we shutting shit down
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| Walk into a room and see the cocky fuckers sit down
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| They don’t want a problem with the goblin I’m a total wreck
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| Red rum, head hunt, like I’m fucking Boba Fett
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| Sober I am colder now a cobra with the flow for death
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| And I don’t hear no fat lady singin' it ain’t over yet!
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| Yeah, man this shit feel, real real good
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| We got our battle-axe warriors battling 3000 strong man we just started
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| Beautiful death machine
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| Beautiful death machine
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| Beautiful death machine
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| Swollen Members in the house |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Difference / Watts60 Interlude , by - Swollen Members. Song from the album Beautiful Death Machine, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп