Juelz Santana lyrics

Juelz Santana lyrics

"Violence lyrics"

120 Days lyrics
[Unfathomable depths of fanaticism and depravity] (x5) Do our choosing without hesitation...Give yourself over to sin. Your one chance for redemption shall {will} come when the spark is ignited within. Forced to sever the ties to this world which is bound by lies. {Your} Free from original sin, forced to find what was hidden within. [Pleasurable moan] Breathe you in; lead you out. Inflame your passio
(feat. Bezel)

[Intro: Juelz Santana]
Huh, okay, put the kids to bed
Put 'em to bed now
I said put 'em to bed now!
Do it!
Yeah, yeah
It's goin' down
DipSet, bitch
Juelz Santana
AY

[Chorus]
Grip to it, kick to it
Fuck that, spit to it
Sorry people, party people
This ain't kids' music
Nope
This is violence (violence, violence)
This is violence (violence)
Violence

[Verse 1: Juelz Santana]
The champ is back
Yup
This is my anthem track
Yup
This wasn't made for to dance or for your hands to clap
This that
Gutter, gutter motherfucker AY
This that
Get your knife, time to gut a motherfucker AY
They hand you the snub
Dismantle your mug
A headshot have you looking like you shampoo with b
Ein Tropfen Im Feuer lyrics
Ich verliere den Halt und beginne zu fallen Ich h?re deine Stimme, sie wei?t mir einen Weg Doch schaue dich nur an, wie es immer ist Wie eine einzige Tr?ne Wie ein Tropfen im Feuer Wie ein Tropfen im Feuer Wie ein Tropfen im Feuer Ich schlie?e meine Augen Und h?re eine Melodie Die Erinnerung kommt auf Und der Kampf beginnt Die Last auf meinen Schultern Schmerzen me
lood
The vandalous thugs
The scandalous thugs
That go to your block, piss on the spot where your candle's put up
This ain't no damn push music
Or no hammish (?) music
This ain't party time it's army time
Ambush music
This that cripple fly, kill a guy, full blown gorilla-fied
Don't go in the club if you can't get your clip inside music
This that half a pound, back 'em down, ask around
Nobody say nuttin', cause they know they gon' get gatted down music
That pop and squeeze, lots of screams, guess what
Coppers, we ain't never forgot about Rodney King music

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Juelz Santana]
Let's get ready to rumble (yup)
This that gritty, gritty for shizzy y'all (yup)
For shizzy, nizzy, I'll kill a nigga, he piss me off (AY)
Heat him down, keep the pound, see him n
Beyond The Threshold lyrics
It's a one-horse townOne big desertAsphalt desertAsphalt jungleBeyond the threshold, beyond the thresholdChange for the worseChange nonethelessHey hey heyGot no place to stayI hear machinesThey burst at the seamsBut tar and featherAll stick togetherGreetings from homeI wish you were hereHear what I say butYou can't hear me at all
w, beat him down
I ain't talkin' 'bout a bush when I say he'll get beat around music
He ain't actin' right, grab and fight, stab him right
Show dude old school snatches at taxes night
Sip sizzurp, smoke weed, x up, coke, please
Dope fiends, get a load of this new codeine
That music, crack music, peel a nigga cap to it
No reason at all
This music is that stupid (AY)
It's the code of silence (no it's)
Spoken silence
Right now I am promoting violence (AY)
Why shouldn't I get the vest and spit the thing (AY)
When y'all promote cigarettes and nicotine (AY)
And y'all hope we stop it
Y'all told me stop it
Y'all the ones that keep promoting violence (AY)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Bezel]
This the shit that the gangstas love
Stomp out a gang of bud
Squeeze off a gang of
I Am The Killer Of Trolls lyrics
Sun goes down and trolls crawl out of their holes I am waiting the fuckers with my blow-torch chorus:I am the killer of trolls, I show the fuckers no remorse I execute trolls by burning down the fucking fjords Sun goes down - execution time Time has arrived for mayhem, destruction and extinction! repeat chorus
slugs
We gotta vacate the club music
That's how the gangstas does
Shanking O.J., a thug
Go get your glock, and let it pop
Just like Bacon does music
We the few left that does what we do best
This here, get clear
Illegal in the U.S.
I overdosed the injection that leave you posted and deaded
This so gangsta, they can't make a radio edit
This that act correct, cause I ain't got to pack a Tec
I could just snap my hand and have a nigga snap ya neck
This the talk is cheap, so I let the luger speak
Pump the torch, then dump the corpse off in Dawson's Creek
The O.G. killer is back
So if you're living is whack
Come see me, little nigga, I'll give you a gat like
Here, here's a hammer nigga
Here, go hurt a nigga
Here, go jam a nigga
Here, go murk a nigga

[Chorus - 2X]

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