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• Artiste: Deftones
• Titre: Black Moon
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(So) You know what you can't come floppin' dat shit If you run up guess what i'm stoppin' dat shit Still can't figure out nothin' or find flaws Take the pauls better recognize bodies on the lawn If you see such, might touch, home is the crutch Roll the dutch with the bunch of we never have enough Hold steady for the lyrical melee with deli-cate rhymes An alphabetical order of one at a time Should we break it up welcome the true while you fearin' it And looking at the youth whatcha gonna do they hearin' it Don't hate your face still in the air lookin at You made me twist you up your all crooked now Take a step back sucker you got spit on Payback comin' from all those you shit on (Why) Whatcha gonna do I got mad crew You on the camera Guess what? I see you (So What) Whatcha gonna do I got mad crew You on the camera Bitch what? I see you Check the mic cord every place I roam And all the bullshit cease when I pull my chrome It's automatic, drastic the way I blow you Incredible and unforgettable I make you bounce to the rhythm what counts I hit em Straight ounce of venom and great amounts of visim I'm the psycho lookin' for the prey All the way out in the boondocks with the AK on (Why) Whatcha gonna do I got mad crew You on the camera Guess what? I see you (So What) Whatcha gonna do I got mad crew You on the camera Bitch what? I see you The hand on the clocks tickin', the plot thickens time Runnin out you can't hide from the gat clickin' punk Hit the floor rhyme to even the score people We'll be hearin' about the way ya were in folklore cuz (MC's) amaze and the people you knew were rippin' up Rollin' em up with weed then spliff em I got the need Say (WHAT WHAT) on something to pump up Jump up just like a record that cut up Try to nut up think it's funny I'll wrap your ass up like the mummy With rhymes, suckas they run from me Wanna get away, that's a better way, ya heard Tell me the word and kilts comin' with poison verbs And vocab sucka's be leavin' out on the slab (why) Whatcha gonna do I got mad crew You on the camera Guess what? I see you (so what) Whatcha gonna do I got mad crew You on the camera Bitch what? I see you (So what) Whatcha gonna do I got mad crew You on the camera Guess what? I see you (so what) Whatcha gonna do I got mad crew You on the camera Bitch what? I see you (So What, So What)