Dungeon Family - 6 Minutes (Dungeon Family It’s On) lyrics

360 seconds it's on
Unlimited firsts, from calibers unknown
Come wit it in ya verse
Or take a job and stay gone
I don't care if it's rehearsed or
Off the top of your dome
With this specified time, you can
Do as you please
Make a discision to create life
Or spred death and disease
We got 360 degrees of emcees
That make these rap niggas sound
Like they swangin from trees
Everythang from brain food
To puttin broads on they knees
We do it all for the love
And never all for the cheese

HOT tub bubbling like warm water call me
HOT tub cut your wife and daughter
Like a meat cleaver


We be the, Dungeon Family
Niggas up under the step from
A T-L to overstand me
D-F, is the clique that I represent
Puffin purple, poppin poppers
Spittin straight pimp shit

Conversation without compensation
We sensed it it's not to mention yo' girl
Your persistant in
Nothin physical happened but give
Me six minutes
When ya off, somebody gonna fit in it
Say no names
Wear my hair longer than your first strang
Yo' girl wish she was drafted
For the Georgia Drill Team
But, I ain't gon' say no more
You need to catch somebody else I'm
'bout to hit the door

Six minutes, six minutes
Six minutes, Dungeon Family you're on
Six minutes, six minutes
Six minutes, Dungeon Family you're on

Fine lil' mama, my home gon' be a palace
Laid out like a salad
Keep a nigga from malace
I'm movin things to the south
A dog like me need a
Pussycat 'round the house, with a row bone
Ain't nothin like me and you
Baby with no clothes on
I'm tired of runnin the streets all night
And a girlfriend ain't gon' stay
Down witcha like a wife
I can't let all you girls get to my head
Cuz you know what I want between them legs

Hey I'm just walkin outta Foot Locker
Strollin through Greenbriar
Stepped in the food court
Just gonna but a bean pot ay Cool Cool Cutta
(Cool) Cut her to the finch
If a girl gotta future behind her
I'm up in it and I like a pretty lady
With a tailback mouth
Cuz if you hit the right spot
She'll go back runnin her mouth
Now everytime I meet a girl
She puttin her hand in her purse
And when my next record drop
I ain't wearin no shirt let's do it

Ooh ooh oh, ooh ooh oh
Ooh oh oh oh oh ooh ooh oh
Ooh ooh oh, ooh ooh oh
Ooh oh oh oh oh ooh ooh oh

Hats off, nigga can we put a fist
In 'fore we handle business?
Hallelujah! For the bank
Benzes, houses, Hummers, tanks and all that
Gon' SEE, that they meet shack in the end
The world was my enemy
That's who was my friends
On the strong delucious
Unstoppable, followin the tradition of men
Can't say "Aww look at that man"
"He's too dirty for industry" Dead ass
Or is he!

5 minutes and 59 seconds gone by
Are you really ready for this lyrical high?
We can shoot without bullets
DF to the fullest
Should it, ever come to light
It's true art, not hype
Come strong, take the mic
Make sure it's tight
I rock a party all night
With my team on the right
Straight ready for the
Lights, camera, action, Ms jackon!

We stay sharp as a broke glass bottle
Just as sure as four quarters make a dollar
Ten dimes do too and I
Ain't take none shorter
Pay attention to every quote we say
Cuz I got this here like it's in stores today
Holla ready to rock
When he step on the scene
Cuz shorty stay clean like
Shicka-ding shicka-ding

Well I believe dat, and you need that
Freaky deaky
And if you want your mind unlocked
And opened come and seek me
A few done fried man, I will supply the
I'm designed to kill ya kind yeah
I dare you to defy me time me
I promise in 60 seconds you'll be intrigued
And overwhelmed and obligated to rewind me
That reminds me, my name is the divinely
Human Cee, and I hope you had a
Freaky time fuckin with me