Reprisal

Album cover art for "Reprisal" by The Underground Avengers & Q Bosilini

The Underground Avengers & Q Bosilini - Rap, Horrorcore

Reprisal

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[Verse 1: Bukshot] I've been sitting back just watching y'all (watching y'all) Throwing rocks back and forth like basketball (basketball) You been crossing lines plus your beats are soft (beats are soft) Trunk big enough (big enough) Can haul bodies off Hear 'em talk shit 'til it's time to pop off (pop off) Then I show up (show up), they got lockjaw (lockjaw) Underground Avenger and a mob boss (mob boss) No matter what I leave 'em stiff at all costs (all costs) What's happening, you don't want us back again (back again) Open up the mortuary watch us pack 'em in (pack 'em in) Listen to these other rappers cackling (cackling) Fuck your team your quarterbacks a bitch I'm sacking him (sacking him) Bukslap (Bukslap), "you say what's that?" (what's that?) Your truck couldn't block it if it had a mud flap (mud flap) Talkin' big game but they never buss back (buss back) You don't want the hunter rеaching for his gun rack (gun rack) [Chorus: Q Bosilini] Pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoеs, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes (blap, blap, blap, blap) Where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, talkin' all that blap, blap, blap, blap Yeah hoe, we know, all that tough talk, make your head go bye bye But no in sync, killer instinct, you gon' loose and no dry eye Pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes (blap, blap, blap, blap) Where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, talkin' all that blap, blap, blap, blap Yeah hoe, we know, all that tough talk, make your head go bye bye But no in sync, killer instinct, you gon' loose and no dry eye [Verse 2: Claas] Let me know we attack bitch Savage And we ain't never been average We just brought the clique in to cause havoc Damage everybody thinkin' that they can manage to compete with three elite beasts, give 'em no passing If y'all trespass on my yard, then die hard I'm am John McClane and my balls allow me to survive all (all) And bitch we ain't beefing because this guy's raw (raw) So watch who you're speaking on, I will spike jaws (jaws) With the five knuckle shuffle bitch you can't see me Bulls in your china shop, for all the ship see we three feet We still are villains and I'm still beating my chest The Avenger's on a mission so middles to all the rest (yes) Bout to point out who's bringing that fucking bullshit (bullshit) Damn it feels good so witness the movement (movement) Mercenaries when needed see we were hired Rappers trash and our service is required UGA [Chorus: Q Bosilini] Pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes (blap, blap, blap, blap) Where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, talkin' all that blap, blap, blap, blap Yeah hoe, we know, all that tough talk, make your head go bye bye But no in sync, killer instinct, you gon' loose and no dry eye Pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes (blap, blap, blap, blap) Where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, talkin' all that blap, blap, blap, blap Yeah hoe, we know, all that tough talk, make your head go bye bye But no in sync, killer instinct, you gon' loose and no dry eye [Verse 3:Boondox] The southern devil's back and packing some baggage inhabit Side and finally snapped and about to savagely ravage these bastards And drag 'em 'til they understand that they status is actress Daddy should've left you just a patch on the back of his mattress Yeah I need to practice so I'm blasting indiscriminate Run up on yo ass ain't even asking if you innocent This shit is imminent, did I make you an invalid That's strictly for yo benefit cause it seems like you don't want to live And I'm more than happy with stabbing you in a cavity and grabbing your intestines and then unwrapping 'em gradually Brutality when I hit you with that fucking Liu Kang Kick you in the cranium until you fucking puke brains Pull up on you motherfucker with that red dot How you want it motherfucker in the chest or head shot? Cause I'm done with all the talking it's time to see what you got No more back and forth bitch, just shit or get off the pot [Chorus: Q Bosilini] Pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes (blap, blap, blap, blap) Where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, talkin' all that blap, blap, blap, blap Yeah hoe, we know, all that tough talk, make your head go bye bye But no in sync, killer instinct, you gon' loose and no dry eye Pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes, pull up on them hoes (blap, blap, blap, blap) Where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, where the fuck they go, talkin' all that blap, blap, blap, blap Yeah hoe, we know, all that tough talk, make your head go bye bye But no in sync, killer instinct, you gon' loose and no dry eye

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Credits

Writers
  • Q Bosilini
  • Bukshot
  • Boondox
  • Claas