Ian
destruction
Jul 6, 2010
we're comin down from the top to let you know who it is//
my boy big shawn and the man with the shiz//
now we're down from the top and you know who it is//
making that money is just apart of te biz//
we're blowin up like a lyrical grenade//
go BOOM in your face like you've been made//
now your runnin from the cops like you in a race//
and you try to disapear, without a trace//
i bring it out like jason with knives in my hand//
you draw it up, i'll put ruinens to your plans//
i spit venom in every direction, soke some up//
i'll be suprised, if you come up//
i throw fists at your head like no tomorrow//
im like saitan on the mike with no morals//
i'm a strait gangta, but i wear volcom//
and if the got a problem, then im'a smoke em//
rough and crazy when we lose control//
i'll make you obsolete, like no mo//
no one knows your name//
not even your mother and even shes in the game//
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