RBX - Blunt Time lyrics

DEAD!

(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 drew first blood
Musta thought you was the lone
Fool now break for ya tool
Studio 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 MC's, 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 metaphors are meltin', style is beltin'
I heard a dog yelpin' but no helpin'

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 combat
Fat as a elephant
Elegant and eloquent no shit
I boots hit's, throw tantrums like Ella Fitz
Nah the member X but
You'll remember X indeedy
Now remember don't contest the flex
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
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Shot your punk ass like ELEC now it's

Mighty Aftermath!
Once again can't hold us back refuse, refuse
(DEAD) You lose (DEAD) DEAD! (Indeed)
Attempts will 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 the 9-7
(Sip a glass of 'gnac my friend
Don't'cah friend, Roowl, I I I I I I I I
Don't wanna fight no more, no no, oooh)
(Blunt time, blunt time, blunt blunt, yep)