Swollen Members, DJ Revolution, Planet Asia - Total Package lyrics
[Swollen Members, DJ Revolution, Planet Asia - Total Package lyrics]
About to drill ya with a killer combo
King Kong, Godzilla and Rambo marker author
Ain't no bitch I'm down to die for
Rifle in your mouth
Peace to Poco on a 14 year bid
For jackin' mad kids
Respect all my gangsta's doin' bad shit
An' that's it
Mad Child does nitroglycerin and acid
Warlock, focused on witch craft
You're listening to classic
Plastic explosives
Forceful courses of action
Internationally we ration out
Portions of passion, insane
Cuz mental gain, like rock cocaine to brain
Hard to kick habit, when addict
Leather face, the devil spit's silver saliva
TransCanada highway robbery
Drunk getaway driver
This here's a bad combination
Like Mad Child with an AK-47
A bottle of Jack and a home invasion
Make you knock
Laughin' as you strapped to the mattress
A can of gasoline, a pack of matches
For the total package bitch
Break out your tape recorders
Make sure you document this
Apocalypse, infinitely adjacent
We stylin' with aquaness
Unorthodox, knock shit, neon crushin' ask us
Just advance me, rushin' up the beat
An' pass me the blunt eh yo
I'm here to set it on you
Cats from the moment I entered
Moldin' the center on it, adventure
Performin' the scripture
A mad child prevailin' like a swollen member
So remember me as obesely
Intelligence with diplomatic immunity
A trained killer that's trained to kill ya
I make the fronters have bad
Dreams like a mad scene
From a hardcore thriller
Throwin' fit's in your sleep we got heat
Mission complete is when the record
Sound crisp in the jeep
Some say I think ill
And tranquilize rappers like pills
Ink deals and rap underground where
The street feels- blast
But the fact is you don't know the half
Closin' the caskets on your sound an'
Takin' over with a total package
Bolted and welded, I know that you felt it
Scrap yard, iron arms, swingin' hectic
Imperial metric, superior complex
We make seriously powerful records
Battleaxe vengeance
Attendance grows at every show
Doin' songs with Planet Asia
Smashin' stereos
Hi-fidelity, pride in my energy
It's 3 the hard way, queens in Bombay
My regional army throws explosive parties
We've rose in the hierarchy
Hose in the fire escape, world wide
Connected by hands that wave
Double edged-sharp
Take part and start the flow
Of the colour red
Old man Prev, an omen, a legend
Beats are produced by my brothers in Venice
10 + 2 gauge, total package of razor blades
King Kong, Godzilla and Rambo marker author
Ain't no bitch I'm down to die for
Rifle in your mouth
Peace to Poco on a 14 year bid
For jackin' mad kids
Respect all my gangsta's doin' bad shit
An' that's it
Mad Child does nitroglycerin and acid
Warlock, focused on witch craft
You're listening to classic
Plastic explosives
Forceful courses of action
Internationally we ration out
Portions of passion, insane
Cuz mental gain, like rock cocaine to brain
Hard to kick habit, when addict
Leather face, the devil spit's silver saliva
TransCanada highway robbery
Drunk getaway driver
This here's a bad combination
Like Mad Child with an AK-47
A bottle of Jack and a home invasion
Make you knock
Laughin' as you strapped to the mattress
A can of gasoline, a pack of matches
For the total package bitch
Break out your tape recorders
Make sure you document this
Apocalypse, infinitely adjacent
We stylin' with aquaness
Unorthodox, knock shit, neon crushin' ask us
Just advance me, rushin' up the beat
An' pass me the blunt eh yo
I'm here to set it on you
Cats from the moment I entered
Moldin' the center on it, adventure
Performin' the scripture
A mad child prevailin' like a swollen member
So remember me as obesely
Intelligence with diplomatic immunity
A trained killer that's trained to kill ya
I make the fronters have bad
Dreams like a mad scene
From a hardcore thriller
Throwin' fit's in your sleep we got heat
Mission complete is when the record
Sound crisp in the jeep
Some say I think ill
And tranquilize rappers like pills
Ink deals and rap underground where
The street feels- blast
But the fact is you don't know the half
Closin' the caskets on your sound an'
Takin' over with a total package
Bolted and welded, I know that you felt it
Scrap yard, iron arms, swingin' hectic
Imperial metric, superior complex
We make seriously powerful records
Battleaxe vengeance
Attendance grows at every show
Doin' songs with Planet Asia
Smashin' stereos
Hi-fidelity, pride in my energy
It's 3 the hard way, queens in Bombay
My regional army throws explosive parties
We've rose in the hierarchy
Hose in the fire escape, world wide
Connected by hands that wave
Double edged-sharp
Take part and start the flow
Of the colour red
Old man Prev, an omen, a legend
Beats are produced by my brothers in Venice
10 + 2 gauge, total package of razor blades