Spooks lyrics

Spooks lyrics

"Other Script lyrics"

Exhaust Breath lyrics
hey there exhaust breath planet's stapled to your chest chuck of the skies your piece of the pie with gridlocked ears and dollar signs don't you know you're out of time get in line heartless mothers got no soul grit your teeth do what you're told try as you may you're spinning around you're last toss of the dice as you're putting those lips to your boss don't you know you're out of time hey there exhaust breath what it is ain't what you said what the hell goes through your head? hey mister smog breath clean that cage and ma
Spooks Is on some other script
That's why you be lovin' It
My crew that's the butter clique be glad you discovered It
Hip hop originals spook rock we runnin' this
Playin' In the club It hits radio be bumpin' It
Spooks Is on some other script
That's why you be lovin' It
My crew that's the butter clique be glad you discovered It
Hip hop originals spook rock we runnin' this
Playin' In the club It hits radio be bumpin' It

Consensus these cats are forever flippin' hits
But every time I turn around spooks got to prove this
Old hits to new hits next hits to crew hits
You fuck with It poppin' that nonsense we true to this
My alternator flow be flippin' radio we done that
Spooks still spit It for you thugs yeah we done that
You want It then battle a spook we can't lose for god we fight
Suffice the plight with the might from piety rights
Plunge you with lice plead your plight spice for spite
On judgement night with three strikes
The wicked Is right livin' In t
Unfinished Radiation lyrics
Bodies in putrefactionMelted minds on the flowInnocent people carbonizedBy unfinished radiationsBodies mutilated, lacerated and liquizedMass in dissolution, dismembement of rancidMeat
rife recite songs
Repent crimes It's pendulum time
The comin' of christ for mankind

Spooks Is on some other script
That's why you be lovin' It
My crew that's the butter clique be glad you discovered It
Hip hop originals spook rock we runnin' this
Playin' In the club It hits radio be bumpin' It
Spooks Is on some other script
That's why you be lovin' It
My crew that's the butter clique be glad you discovered It
Hip hop originals spook rock we runnin' this
Playin' In the club It hits radio be bumpin' It

Most of these stupid Mc's could never handle the steez
Spooks be bringin' when we singin' man y'all wing It and please
I got the crucial chromosones to stimulate these microphones
The hardware plus the software plus the hormones
A prerequisite for wreckin' cliques keepin' It hectic
Phenobarbitol could never stall this wild epileptic style
Electric and mental spasmodic erotic
Type of flow that could only be described as hypnotic
Man It's a fact t
Bad 'n' Ruin lyrics
mother don't you recognize your son coming home, yeah yeah getting home, 'cause I failed you, mother I'll be there in the mornin' if you have me back the rent up here is much too high for a room without a tap a room without a tap I'll be early in the morning and I'll find my way back home back home bad 'n' ruin with my tail between my legs tail between my legs and I'll be so tired I'll be so tired, now listen I'll be early tomorrow morning and I'll fall down off my plane don't be embarrassed mo
at I got It hemmed up and guaranteed
Mc's approach me but they gainin' In the cranial bleed
You need to learn to read between the lines of coke dust and weed
You're smokin' chokin' off the speed of Illusion Indeed

Spooks Is on some other script
That's why you be lovin' It
My crew that's the butter clique be glad you discovered It
Hip hop originals spook rock we runnin' this
Playin' In the club It hits radio be bumpin' It
Spooks Is on some other script
That's why you be lovin' It
My crew that's the butter clique be glad you discovered It
Hip hop originals spook rock we runnin' this
Playin' In the club It hits radio be bumpin' It

I speak the spookanese
Like abominable dominos crushin' crews with ease
Who never had the need or the beats the loser's theme
Oh what I'm always luke warm
Then put that group on and wham your necks under the Yukon
I crash the savage talkin' badly while livin' lavish
Put your cabbage on the block chop straight drop the hatc
Revision lyrics
Plazafuerte amurallada Patria financiera Sociedad vampirizada Falsa libertad de opci?n Iguales no igualados o nobleza por encargo Ritos constitucionales Pandemonium de tablado Y la misma comedia Y la misma tragedia no quiero ser emigrante de mi propia alegr?a A la mierda con la historia Ya habr? punto de partida Las ideas NO MUEREN Crecen con la vida Y se adaptan a esta realidad biodegenerada Muchas historias viajan por el cielo Y se reflejan en el R?o de los P?jaros 1811 , 1812 . . . El ?xodo a?n
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Now your head's rollin'
Put my fingers In your eyes and my thumb In your mouth
And make up a new sport called head bowlin'
Oh Is flow In It boy you're finished
Bite my script and I'll extort my percentage
Of your royalty not waitin' to disregard It's blatant
When chhh chhh ahhh ahhh I sneak up like Jason
So got me when ya can't get It bitin' me's a grand mimic
This Is from Popeye but even he gon' eat some bad Spinach
Cause I'm forever spittin' for cheddar fixin's
Make clever kittens do the wop outside the reverend's mission

Spooks Is on some other script
That's why you be lovin' It
My crew that's the butter clique be glad you discovered It
Hip hop originals spook rock we runnin' this
Playin' In the club It hits radio be bumpin' It
Spooks Is on some other script
That's why you be lovin' It
My crew that's the butter clique be glad you discovered It
Hip hop originals spook rock we runnin' this
Playin' In the club It hits radio be bumpin' It

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