Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song React Shun , by - The Weathermen. Release date: 04.08.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
React Shun |
| Yo, I’ll kidnap your wife, smash it of course |
| Spit game all week, let her go and watch her ask for divorce |
| Be sure you rocking it holmes cause sho' nuff Ock |
| I can put C-4 in erogenous zones and blow up spots |
| Turn your mind to aluminum, plus your team |
| If you sleep, I recycle your brain and crush your dream |
| Jakki The Motomouth |
| Supernatural rapping freak |
| Orthopedic magicians couldn’t pull of my magic feat/feet |
| Got your CD like |
| We be hype |
| I don’t give a damn like a greedy dyke salesman |
| The most offensive to blurt vain shit |
| Women get angry, all my girl’s first name 'Bitch' |
| Your slut perform well last night, she’s made for the sack |
| My dick was the crowd and I gave her the claps |
| Don’t give a shit, it’s a shame |
| A homeless chick come around me with a cup |
| She’ll suck dick for the change |
| Whatever she’s saying, prolly none of it fact (Why?) |
| Cause most chicken heads be running they yap |
| orange horse hair buns |
| Spilling rum on my Air Force Ones, greys |
| I’ma retire to an Air Force One way |
| No nicotine |
| Only blow sticky green |
| Call no bitch a queen |
| Heart don’t skip a beat |
| Although it’s on freeze |
| Disagree? |
| Pay the penalty plus your dental fees, you missing teeth |
| Raise a Hennessy to my enemies hitting trees |
| Get ya green with envy while I’m getting green |
| With 20 16s and 24s |
| I’ll rip clean your honey’s drawers |
| That whore is a dick fiend who wanted more |
| Jake raided my place, now I got a sentence to face |
| Forgot to end the tape and she got a fetish for rape |
| Claim the trife life and you verses me is like Tyson Beckford |
| Getting in the ring with Mike Tyson |
| See me coming out a store empty handed it sure means |
| Police in Pakistan must of amputated my wrists |
| Got me special on the label like a bottle of Henny |
| Independent as fuck, mentally ready for top 20 |
| Get this money, Tame One is the game runner |
| Blacked out, put a track out the same summer |
| Didn’t fall off, jumped off |
| Landed on my feet and walked off |
| Just to be different when some shit popped off |
| Under my mattress, right next to the Glock I shot at your moms with |
| Is the rhyme book I used to get signed to Eastern Conference |
| Better than half y’all rhymers |
| You know what time it is, it’s obvious |
| You sponsored by Punchliners Anonymous |
| Weathermen veterans, amphetamines best friends |
| F’s on piss tests |
| Nod like yes men |
| Grinding like teeth in a coke binge |
| Burn bridges at both ends |
| Seperate fiends from dope friends |
| Sick, psychosomatic, erratic, and bad habits |
| Rip reality fabric in half, dump in a tablet |