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YEA SON
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #4,454
Peak in subgenre #752
Author
Halo
Rights
elrecordz and ECC
Uploaded
January 06, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 1:31
Lyrics
2xChorus
Bosnians, croatians, indians, jamaicans, africans,
iraqians, terror soldiers we back again
Arabians, germans, autstraliens, all kurds man
im the war criminal, ya heard ma//
They wont call me a maniac, unless they know what i do
who i screw, who i like, and who will get shot tonight//
Unstapable criminal, known soldier, not biblical
no religious status will take me down, thats the truth//
For all people that cause trouble, they mean nothing
i will stop you i promise you, bitch now say something//
Dont even look at me, dont even stand next to me
dont even open your mouth, dont even fucking breathe//
Getting your face blown, with a couple of veins hanging on
letting your homies watch, just beg halo to make it stop//
Wanna be tough gangsta, iced out with a fress white tea
doc will wonder y u dead but ur hard continues to bleeds//
All i need is my needs, death is what i fene//
i'll walk across 8mile and still get what i needs//
People are feared like shit, when they see me walk by
and pray to god that im nice and leave em with a high five//
2xChorus
Bosnians, croatians, indians, jamaicans, africans,
iraqians, terror soldiers we back again
Arabians, germans, autstraliens, all kurds man
im the war criminal, ya heard ma//
big know bosnian soldier, that will slice your esophagus
my name doesnt mean a thing, but my fists are unstopable//
i am a nasty motha fucker with a sick nasty mind
if you aint here to do business dawggy, quit waisting my time//
Listen to me speak, my words make your body tingle
you dont like me, fine, halo want you to bring it//
I dont have to do shit, and i dont care who u be
i'll watch you get burned way beyond 4th degree//
Take your eyeballs with my finger, so you cant see
cut your toung off, gotta use sign language in order to speak//
I had enough terror to see, so call me psychotic
call CSI to help you, but you wont find your body//
They can question me, while i sip on bacardi
when they let me go, i'll go back where i started//
Rabians germans, austrialians, all kurds man
in the war criminal, ya heard ma//
2xChorus
Bosnians, croatians, indians, jamaicans, africans,
iraqians, terror soldiers we back again
Arabians, germans, autstraliens, all kurds man
im the war criminal, ya heard ma//
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