Mar 21, 2014

Boogie Boy Metal Mouth – “BURNT rubba” b/w “KillaAtLarge”

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“BURNT_rubba”

Take that, don’t give back, he’s knocked out alignment…
Volts for the ‘coulda-been’ begging for the big bang…
Boost what you can- licks out of the sugar shack…
Beams from the cellar here to shine where you at…
Got to shed what you were if you wana look good lying hours in the flowers of my menacing woods…
And I’m born to the star and I won’t look back…
‘Cus I battled just to break us and I know what you have…

This ain’t what you like, mother fucker??
Then hit the bricks, mother fucker…
I’mma get my kicks just how I wanna…
Then hit the road burnt rubba…
And that goes without saying, you know what I’m saying, it’s like that, yeah

‘Cus I built me a vibe when the old one broke…
Fed the candy to the lion to defy just what they told me…
Out in the storm thinking what I could get…
And the compromising turned into a swing of the tongue blade…
Hey, no way, no cry, no I don’t know no way…
Through the chemical night, found a soul I could take…
Stickin’ it home and you sho’ nuff like…
When the coldest start to panic I get warm with delight, yeah…

This ain’t what you like, mother fucker??
Then eat a dick, mother fucker…
I’mma get my kicks just how I wana…
Then hit the road burnt rubba…
And that goes with out saying, you know what I’m saying, it’s like that yeah yeah yeah

Wake yo’ punk ass up…

Swallow it up when I’m snapping that bear trap… Bring me back a bucket of your love- lay it here babe…
Rose from the status of an addict for juice…
Banging on the planets with a foot on your roof…
Smoked and I’m soaked and I don’t know where time’s been..
Shot the killer glance at the face of his hate..
Now I’m feeling good, breaking out, breaking law, break it down, break it in, break your body fo’ sho, yeah..

This ain’t what you like, mutha fucka??
Them take a hike, mutha fucka…
Imma get my shit just how I wana..
Then hit the road burnt rubba..
Yeah that goes with out saying, you know what I’m saying.. It’s like that- Yeah yeah yeah yeah

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“KillaAtLarge”

breakin’ out tonight..twistin in a verse
kill ’em all again
carving out my vision while the world divides to my mind experiments
i’ll define my space- dont try
better off as a teacher with a bird that won’t accept no lies
and won’t let go
sweet sweet shells
and pack the streets with bullets to go
pluck them off the scene and send ’em low
I know bliss and trips to enemy lake
baby love
break
straight through the walls- the doors they don’t fit right
love, that come to find, you don’t get
she’s the kind that rides her own trip
I kiss and pull, I almost rip
and I’m high as I’ll get
baby, lick up the spill
well, you put your mouth on worse
you have,
you do,
and you will… right now

Well… says I
the seeing eye, .. see it and lead us to freedom
Loch Ness couldn’t wait for the sun set
strung out -and ain’t it good?
to splatter the paint- say what?
dirt brains to frame and hang ’em up
I’m awfully inspired when I send them to the wall
and they write, them cynics, of the Hell I’ve caused
and I dance in the fire
tonight I’m releasing the luuuv
see, I need 5 minutes just to finish my spit at the fleas when they’re biting and I know where you’re hiding
and it’s way too exciting when I get down low
bedroom sinning in a red halo
soar-winning, and believe I trust in the words of a villain while I’m filling my lungs
I’m as high as i’ll get babe
lick up the spill
you put your mouth on worse and you know it
you have,
you do,
and you will…right now

1….
2,3,4,5,6,7, eight eleven men down in a feast of the souls
9 and 10 didn’t fight me at all
and tongue dance like new red Corvettes
sunk in a feeling but above your talk
bloody arrows I spit to the left and I’m gone with a limp in defiance for all
put your mouth on this
lick up the spill
you have
you’ve done
you do
and you will
and its worse as it gets
and it’s J.Ring down where the shark-women run
‘cus the Boogie Boy Metal Mouth eats like they does
I’mma kiss when allowed me the lips
come around here mouthin’ again and it’s pen:15
I’mma kick it ’til he say he believes
I’mma roast ’til the blind folks won’t dare to attack
when they look for the truth and they see where I’m at
and I’m high as I’ll get
baby lick up the spill
well you put your mouth on worse
you have
you do
and you will… right now

One Comment

  1. Awkward

    This is ill.

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