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Bombaclaat Twirl the broom like a whirl pool (Twirl it out) This rap world like a all girls school (Facts) Free learning might drop a pearl or two Dudes only as good as who's turning the spoon Works to serve or two burning the food (Uh) Fumes from the German Lug's it ain't perfume (Nah) We could make some furniture move (Definitely) Haven't you hear my dude, I'm surgical with the .32 No? Oh word, that's news (Oh you ain't know?) Hoe you could choose to be a walking snooze I bare my soul like I wrote this nude (Naked) Only a fool goes opening those old wounds All you see is proof when my clothes removed The hate gave the motor fuel Niggas ain't got a molecule of cool in they vein to trade pool (Not a bay) True, heart pumping Kool-Aid and naked juice too If we was upstate I'd take your shoes and potato hooch (Gimme that) Banging with the jewel get tomato soup on your suit Intimate like a table for two, who made reservations and date a sabertooth After the tango flesh was dangling loose I felt the presence of an angel in the room Uh, to be brutally rooted in truth I came with the tools When the system needed a reboot I got the grease on my boots Got the machine moving smooth on the squeak it needed lube (It needed lube) SongtexteWe knew before we was through squeezing a tube (Knew it) Not to toot my own tooter but I'm that boy And I don't even sound unreasonable at all This boy wasn't spoiled but still rolled with a spade on me The truth is I had juice 'cause I always kept a pair on me And our fields was no meals, just forks in the road Kept it coveted for the public with beloved I'm talking in code Was unfortunate souls, in the hood where good are offed in the road Mindless discipline made for thicker skin I forged at the toe For the filth that grew me built immunity to deadly venom Somebody might not know the right rites of passage if I never pen 'em Seems the team had good genes, but wanted better denim Tools that you walk with make a movie a short clip if never extend 'em A child made for feral blend ready to wild 'till the world end For my supplements stood up against anything the world sends For years lost still we was fortunate 'fore I had a girlfriend But thorough ladies made thorough babies, thorough men Wasn't from an esteemed hood so being good tough for me Make for bad recipes when necessity is luxury Covered the bond I went above and beyond if I had trust in me Was told as youth become a mute, if ever in custody (Say nothin') Once you get aggravated with all that fabricated, come fuck with me (Come fuck with me, word) Aus Songtexte Mania