| Lyrics: | DEAD!
INTRO
(Blunt time-pull out your philly)Ha ha,mighty Aftermath
(Sip a
glass of 'gnac,reload your nine milli)
Whose soul ever contest,DEAD!
In me ear Dre.You
hear me now?DEAD!
(Blunt time-pull out your philly)
(Sip a glass of 'gnac,reload your nine
milli)
Thought they were moving in and now they wanna cut us wrong
Room for moving
in,but that was on-ly mine
They will shake the hand,never really seen and only heard
They
will shake the hand,he is only to heard l-oo-oo-ng
Knick-knack,paddy wack give a dog a
bone
Long Beach City I wreck is my zone
I be the solo rollo which means I rule
alone
You droop first blood,mother thought you was the lone
Fool now break for ya
two
It's called the ol'Rambo,catch ambush
I wish you wouldn't moosh like ya wanna come
push
I'll dump ya and leave ya stankin in the forest you Gump
Long Beach City-firmly
represented
Narrator X is representor
Lyrical the kick make me ya mentor
Freeze
MCs,don't ent-or
I'll take like Anne Arden's new chips in wint-or
Or since I'm Sun I'll
melt the metaphor
The meatphors are meltin,style is beltin
I heard a dog yelpin but no
helpin
CHORUS
Blunt time-pull out your philly
Sip a glass of 'gnac,reload your
nine milli
Dancin,puffin,sippin or set trippin
Dimes keep on flippin flippin
REPEAT
Dre's bad beats they Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat
X flex lyric they can't come
back
Fact:El-elevant,elegant and eloquent no shit
I boots hits,throw tantrums like
Ella Fitz
Nah,the member X but you'll remember X indeedy
Now remember don't contest the
(?Frex?)
Got you in spot like Lindscrafter but you try to diss
I burn you like
Backdrafter
After that you'll get nothing from me but laughter
Similar to this,HA what's
the repertoire-kick deadly wit lyrics
Shot your punk ass like ELEC now it's
CHORUS
Mighty Aftermath!
Once again.can't hold us back
Refuse,refuse(DEAD!)you
lose(DEAD!).DEAD!(Indeed)
Attempts wiil be futile,it's way to brutal
Hear me now
Narrator-to-the-X,tellin anyone who contest
The mighty Aftermath
Posse(Who?Who?)DEAD!
(Murder!)Exclamation point!
(Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii)
(Blunt
time)Ha
(Blunt tiiiime)Mighty Aftermath to the 9-7
(Sip a glass of 'gnac my
friend,dont'cah friend)
(Roowl,IIIIIIII don't wanna fight no more,no no,oooh)
(Blunt
time,blunt time,blunt blunt,yep |
