Mac Lethal - Club Bamboo lyrics

[Mac Lethal - Club Bamboo lyrics]

Yo! Yo! eh yo a yo a yo yo!
Yo! eh yo a yo a yo! Yo! YO! Yo!
(shut up, fuck up)

Innovative one, call me the creative one
Mac lick a foreign pussy with
The pierced native tongue
Probably speak in accents like it's
Hard to calm her
I use a metal tortoise shell as my body armor
I got a mutated gold mastiff
With 12 eyes and a lime
Green tongue that spit's acid
I duct tape her mouth shut
With I hang around sluts
Cause she'll get jealous and chew
Em' into ground chuck
My carnage rips like a hammer head shark
Spitting liquid nitrogen until the
Speakers look frost bitten
My car engine is connected to my fierce prose
Releasing sound demons that nibble ear lobes
With the wave of my right hand
The mic stand on stage morph into a
Tight band to strike fans with rage
Ladies love me when I spray the mic
But there ain't no 'I'
In snuggle and there
Ain't no 'U' in "stay the night"

Hey yo rappers with the sweet skills
Chicks into cheap thrills
Alcoholics smoking gasoline weed lets build
Feel the beat hit your spine
When it slams you
Take a swig of the 40 and spark up the bamboo

We puff the bamboo everyday!

I don't live by the sword I
Don't live by the gun
I live by the gas station that
Sells blunts by the one
My floor is surrounded by dripping candles
I'll poke my fingers through your
Eyes like scissor handles
The robots talk to me in uteral, like
(Mac your our planet's secret
Weapon find a studio)
Cyborgs travel in twisted orbs
To master alien genocide in the mixing board
Controversy?
It's more like Contra when the lasers bust
I'm puttin on a surgical glove
And dippin in a glass full of
Water discolored from the razor rust
(It's music) crumpled in the rubble lookin
Knuckled headed divas
I buck with jeans so I can
Show my double headed penis
So you can treat it like a
Honey suckle munch and eat it
I was a demon God in
Violent and destructive fetus

Hey yo rappers with the sweet skills
Chicks into cheap thrills
Alcoholics smokin gasoline weed lets build
Mac lethal can you feel it or are you
Just too fucked up from bamboo sticks?
Puff a little bit of the monster funk
Puff a little bit of the monster funk
Puff a little bit of the monster funk
Smoke some bamboo and get fucked up

It's SG
The one that put the fingers in your panties
And told me that the pussy wasn't hairy
In control with probes
My skulls stretched to see the world like
I replaced my eyeballs with globes
Its like Clubber Lang was a space cadet
I might dub your brain to a tape cassette
My face compress to levitate
So take my tape out now give it
A kiss and plan a second date
Never understand how I'm screwin raps
My medulla snaps and soul claps it
Feels like a bazooka blast
I blew the gas through the
Tubes mumu lash out
Light illuminate and prove the
Scrap and sewage rats
In your relationship your girls the boss
And if she don't call in
15 minutes I'm jerkin off
You can't get with the way leezy swervin
I just make you blow like Pee Wee Herman

Uh ha haha
A little bit of the bamboo sticks!
A little green dirty ass weed
Sprinkled with some white nose candy for
Flavor twisted up in one to
Make you feel oky-loc until you look
Like muthafuckin Mokie Loc uhhhh

Puff a little bit of the monster funk
Puff a little bit of the monster funk
Puff a little bit of the monster funk
Man shut the fuck up!

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