Cold Case Files: Vol. 2

by Onyx

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Chrous: Punk mother fuckers, punk punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk punk mother fuckers Check me out Punk mother fuckers, punk mother fuckers Check me out Punk mother fuckers, punk punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk mother fuckers Fredro: Who’s the punk master? The pussy one, who is he? He ain’t getting busy, I get grizzly I’ma have a field day with ya’ll mother fuckaz Bringing 96 degrees in December Fuck all ya’ll I don’t give a fuck about none of ya’ll I’m running ya’ll Punk mother fuckers, I’ll put the gun in ya’ll So pipe down, I got this mic now The sound that makes niggaz wanna fuck shit up on shaky ground Spies like us rush guys like you I stomp out crews with dog shit on my shoes Punk mother fuckers, punk punk mother fuckers Sticky Fingaz: God damn these punk ass niggaz make me fucking sick and I can’t take it no more I’m getting tired of this shit If ya’ll stupid ass motherfuckers don’t quit I’m a have a fit and ya’ll gonna regret it Word up Fuck that scrub, you a piece of shit And you pissing me off nigga, get off my dick Matter of fact, lay on the floor cause you dead meat and I know you a pussy cause you are what you eat Sweet pretty bitch niggaz need to stay off the street Punk mother fuckers, punk punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk mother fuckers Come on nigga , what are you dusted? Your shit gonna get crushed, kid Fuck the discussions Niggaz get concussions The synapses, I make them collapse with relapses I’m a hazard, perhaps it’s the way that I trash shit Your punk ass style is bullshit, garbage, doo-doo, extra little I’m droppin the big shit that bust your whole fucking noodle Punk mother fuckers irk my nerves to the maximum and I’m asking them no questions, when I’m seem them, I’m bashin them Give me that goddamn mic, you can’t handle it Touch one of mine and watch the vandal get to slam you kid Slam like Hulk Hogan, when I’m choking my trigger for a nigga who want to linger, I’m a put him through the ringer Word to mama I’m a let the joint do the honor Fuckin’ suckers Punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk mother fuckers They gonna make us fuck somebody up If they keep on fronting like the way they do The words that I write I recite with all my might Cause if rap cause violence I’ma try to start a fight to keep all these punk ass niggaz from out my sight You know cheesy ass niggaz are easy to identify They never look you in the eye and they be fuckin’ up your high So if and when I die don’t let no fake punk ass mother fuckaz come to my wake Well I’m back again starting shit Punk, you want no part of it My crew beat ass, the demolitionists so to hell with all you novices I could just smack a punk in the face with a spiked glove with much love and hang ‘em, therefore they gonna get rubbed, the wrong way The strong play hard That’s us the ramrod Then bust puss at your squad. Meep, Meep ariba ariba, undalay undalay, gang way That’s what dumb punk niggaz used to say But take your fucking time and hold your horses we got an army and coming through with armed forces You’s a punk mother fucker and your mother’s a punk bitch You gotta hit harder than that nigga, is that all you can come with? I’ll beat the living shit out this nigga Nah yo, fuck that, let this nigga suffer I’ll tie him up, fuck his girl and handcuff her The rougher, the harder I’ll whip your ass like your father Go to your room You peaches and herbs, but we disturb the peace You the mother fucker that be calling police And I’m starving, screaming on them deep “What’s to eat?” The first mother fucker that go to sleep Ahhh, I’m sore It’s these punk nigga’s fault Let’s bust em all down and beat them to a bloody pulp Roar Hardcore galore’s what I’m for, and breakin punks jaws Let me hear yeah ya’ll yeah ya’ll I’m the kind to swing on ya mind A pay taker KO’in punks with verbal haymakers Connections whenever I’m plexin’, ain’t no question Punks prepare for some more stressin’ Punk mother fuckers, punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk punk mother fuckers Punk mother fuckers, punk mother fuckers
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released January 23, 2014

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