Saturday, December 18, 2010

Slam Music Tour Dates: Various Artists - Slam Lyrics

Various Artists - Slam Lyrics

And where's everyone when I sound gwan now

I'm gonna show you how come on yeah ooh yeah yeah

That's how we gotta be so stop trying to beat

Loud as me 'get you can't do that

Think about the pay offer so left with an automatic rifle

For last against the lighting last bullets first on line

Toughest step and a rep and a run rep and a run wreck and a swine

Peace to the brothers on breaking his sign

Pumping up a trampling and didn't like his criminal lickin' buck my eye

Oh my God I'm so high

Just they say a Rodney say you want a criminal what?

Just they say to do get making million children slam slam

Slam duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh

Let the boys be boys

Slam duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh

Let the boys be boys

Slam duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh

Let the boys be boys

Slam duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh

Let the boys be boys

I'm the mean nasty grease smashing ever slow gashing

Sticky swift blast of the basty of the basty basty bast bashing

Then I will I give the you was cheat beside the ghetto five

Make me feel like Jekly and Hyde of Corse

I get across with no concern for sure

Un-adult un-rated un-conformed disgusted

Busted you wanna touch it to hot

You forgot you're not ready you're head could get ruptured

Hit between the eye I projectned the project alive I'm the plonic sonic

Rule with the bad guys

The villain crooks hot midas in confide us

See the big jerk put you feel inside us

My brain it's graphic expresstic graphic

So kill the cop because it's kept all mastic

Directin' it when y'all least expected it

And see it was safe Onyx hit you in the face so

Slam duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh

Let the boys be boys

Slam duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh

Let the boys be boys

Slam duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh

Let the boys be boys

Slam duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh

Let the boys be boys

I'm a B-boy standin' in my B-boy stance

Hurry up and give me the microphone before I abound in my pants

The mad author of trouble my language polluted

Onyx is heavyweight and still undisputed

He took the words right out my lip and walked a mile in my shoes

I've paid so many dues I feel used and abused

And I'm so confused excuse me for example

I'm the inhalation of a whole generation

And unless you got 10 Sticky Fingers

Its straight imitation a figment of your imagination

But but but but make it gets worse

I'm not watered down so I'm dyin' of thirst

Comin' through wit a scam a sound proof plan

B-boys have some noise and but just slam

Slam duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh

Let the boys be boys

Slam duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh

Let the boys be boys

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Send "Slam" ringtone to your cell
Send "Slam" ringtone to your cell

Slam duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh

Let the boys be boys

Slam duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh duuh

Let the boys be boys

Well here's another one in the gutter one getting running up

Troublesome extra double double I do to reach them

The hold 'em then I shred 'em so what if that I'm cheating

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