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Roswell

 

Roswell


We gon rumble in this hoe
We gon rumble in this hoe
We gon rumble in this hoe
We gon rumble in this hoe
We gon rumble in this hoe
We gon rumble in this hoe
Get yo mask and yo body bags
At night we gon roll

They gonna bring out the metal in me
Chop em like wolverine
Ain't no Kira to set my soul free
Immune to the enemy
Ichi blades like a centipede
Cannot see what's in motion
Yo bitch gon pick up her phone
While I'm in the back causing commotion

She gon tug, get me high like bud
She gon make me bust
I'm a thug you another bug
Crawlin on the rug
Watch em sud in the marrow vat
I'm a marowak
See em driving by on I-95
I pull the arrow back

Why instigate if you can't face yo fate
You're pitiful
Breakin yo face with the mace
It ain't a fixable
I'm gonna glide to the top
To the pinnacle
Keep a motherfucka in the dirt you ain't biblical

Put em in the back with the tag
With the bat with the wrap
We gon make em bodies drop
Make em drop like gnats
Why you all up in my grill
With these words that you slang
I can see right through yo lies
Through the burdens and the pain

Something is calling
I can't take this anymore
We gon rumble in this hoe
Get yo mask and yo body bags
At night we gon roll
They gonna bring out the metal in me
Chop em like wolverine
Ain't no Kira to set my soul free
Immune to the enemy
Ichi blades like a centipede
Cannot see what's in motion
Yo bitch gon pick up her phone
While I'm in the back causing commotion

Put em in the back with the tag
With the bat with the wrap
We gon make em bodies drop
Make em drop like gnats
Why you all up in my grill
With these words that you slang
I can see right through yo lies
Through the burdens and the pain

done

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