Slaine - DMS Anthem lyrics
[Slaine - DMS Anthem lyrics]
And then you need a rest too
I'm rolling deep in this DMS crew
Fuck Jesus, I am gonna bless you
I am running missiles out of giant pistols
I am gonna get you, blast at you
Not kill you, I am gonna capture you
And I will do anything I have to do
What it look like when
We're coming after you?
Cats try to threaten me and
Try to make me scared
Play me out like a bitch
You even take me away
C'mon homie, I ain't afraid to take it there
You wanna know me? Come and
Try to break a beer
On my head, bitch, kill me, stab me, shoot me
If I'm dead you're dead, that's absolutely
And if I die, cats will catch that pussy
Looking down at bullets you
Can catch from Foozie
Big Jiggy, Zach Burns, and Keyo
'Til your whole squad gotta learn to say no
You don't ever wanna come and burn this yeyo
Blow my air, yeah, turn tornado
Da dum get up, da dum get up
Da dum get up, the guns get up
You wanna come get us?
Da dum get up, da dum get up
You wanna come get us?
You better splash your guns
Yo I'm untouchable, fuck the bull
We're street soldiers, you cats are Huxtables
Action, reaction
Dumb fucks come up, gun butt your skulls
Some sluts somewhat just suck your balls
But push me and one touch can crush you all
'Cause we just the judge
When the justice calls
Together we believe none of us can fall
Drugs, money, sex
Dirty motherfucking scoundrels
Surround you, trey pound will put
You in the ground, dude
They never believed I'd ever
Deceive the family
Or the letters at the end of my sleeve (No)
Da dum get up, da dum get up
Da dum get up, the guns get up
You wanna come get us?
Da dum get up, da dum get up
You wanna come get us?
You better splash your guns
I'm rolling deep in this DMS crew
Fuck Jesus, I am gonna bless you
I am running missiles out of giant pistols
I am gonna get you, blast at you
Not kill you, I am gonna capture you
And I will do anything I have to do
What it look like when
We're coming after you?
Cats try to threaten me and
Try to make me scared
Play me out like a bitch
You even take me away
C'mon homie, I ain't afraid to take it there
You wanna know me? Come and
Try to break a beer
On my head, bitch, kill me, stab me, shoot me
If I'm dead you're dead, that's absolutely
And if I die, cats will catch that pussy
Looking down at bullets you
Can catch from Foozie
Big Jiggy, Zach Burns, and Keyo
'Til your whole squad gotta learn to say no
You don't ever wanna come and burn this yeyo
Blow my air, yeah, turn tornado
Da dum get up, da dum get up
Da dum get up, the guns get up
You wanna come get us?
Da dum get up, da dum get up
You wanna come get us?
You better splash your guns
Yo I'm untouchable, fuck the bull
We're street soldiers, you cats are Huxtables
Action, reaction
Dumb fucks come up, gun butt your skulls
Some sluts somewhat just suck your balls
But push me and one touch can crush you all
'Cause we just the judge
When the justice calls
Together we believe none of us can fall
Drugs, money, sex
Dirty motherfucking scoundrels
Surround you, trey pound will put
You in the ground, dude
They never believed I'd ever
Deceive the family
Or the letters at the end of my sleeve (No)
Da dum get up, da dum get up
Da dum get up, the guns get up
You wanna come get us?
Da dum get up, da dum get up
You wanna come get us?
You better splash your guns