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Some information about Bottle Rocket Lyrics Title: Swollen Members - Bottle Rocket lyrics Artist: Swollen Members Album: Balance Visitors: 13 visitors have visited Bottle Rocket Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. (feat. Divine StylerEverlastEvidence) Evidence Yo the rhyme excursions touch minds like brain surgeons Feel the lyric tear gas even on clean versions No profanic goddammit Hard like granite to the utmost I m butter on ryealways high but play the low post I stretch to go the distance yo my lungs are mad elastic I m dope on plastic like Flexand always keep it....classic Expressions in the facialI m on ?racial? >From Caribbean rhythms I hit em wit a battered flow pattern The circle Saturn twice I m nice on ice The line slice your dome and separate rhymes from poems My lifeain t tryin to see no Grammy or Oscar Best believe the styles will rub off like ?pastas? On peopleyo check DilatedEvidence The influential rock rhymes in sequential format You see the doormat if you acting disaccordingly Something to the effect of Fat Boys in Disorderly s Madchild I ll take you from He-Man to She-Ra Battle Cat to Kringa Medieval messangerwest coast avenger Take you to the streetbattle me that s a fuckin sin Go one round wit Madchildyou ll be suckin wind Snappin handcuffs just from deconcentration Then I broke out the busthe mental hospital patients On the weekend passbut I still come sick Psychopathicyou re dealin wit a deranged lunatic (right) Soon to kick ya teeth in and then go bezerk Even Van Gogh looked at meand said "You re one piece of work" So I said "Lend me an ear" cuz I m the state of the art First I ll feast on your brain and rip your body apart There s a part of your heart stuck in between my fangs Wrap a rope round your neck and you still couldn t hang Cuz you re way off track you need realignment Murdering masterpieces in solitary confinement Everlast I keep your backside open like the English Channel I rock the sure shotI keep it hot like flannel I ll survey your panelput my foot up in your anal You think it can t happenkid cuz I m rappin? Ain t no gun clappincut the jaw-jackin Let the joints get shot and see who wear this knot Then kick off your shoes jump off my jock And check the new style Whitey Ford s prune to rock Cuz once upon a timenot long ago Before hip hop was made for the radio An MC show had to cold rock the masses Used to wear a Kangol wit the clear Gazel glasses So bang bang boogeyup jump the party Someone clapped offand scattered everybody Drunk off Bacardihigh off the trauma It s death from abovethe livest dive bomber In the squadronI break formation I get New York love like my name s King Sun I T La Rock Bells till they break the dawn Steady puff L sI fight hell like Spawn My moves are animatedmy crew s reinstated While you cats suspensions are up in my deminsions We can ease tensions or we can get rowdy So I ma keep it on the love and do my Duty like Howdie Divine Styler Direct your short term planrigidalize rhyme boards wit the hoards I m satan dynasty killer Reveal the cause wit the sling on down Venom spit regurgitate death scripts I sound Cylinder never pythonPrevail Madchild Physical justice can t rush this for now Move faker the game time set back so don t sweat that God don t test thattoo much infinite to get at Face the fields Swollen Members got the iller drills And if you wit the rhyme steel Bust the revealings in my feelings of these dealings I went to represent shield I build three phases of deaththe illsuion Is the sweat that you reflect When you feel the veil Divine Styles circum navigate nine circles of hell You keep on you don t stop cuz a nigga never stay still Whatta whattta whatta whatta whattta what I m sayin is-is that You-you ain t ready for that chill Hottest songs from Swollen Members : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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