Landslide

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DJ Muggs - Rap, Hardcore Rap

Landslide

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[Intro] Giant robot, obey, into the war, up and away Yeah Use your Megaton Punch now! [Verse 1] Ayo, dump the Fent' in the bag Mink? problems down in my last Scrapin' change for a pack of bogies doused, thinkin' for me Coastin' Cory pop upon you like, Paxaton? and Phil Stab you like you got my opus dead Shells like macaroni grilled in the skill wit' it Lookin' at a meal ticket I got you stacked now Just gotta deal with it Where I'm from ain't no sunshine like Bill Withers I will swayze my bitch with the grill flippers (Grill) I'm just happy [?] kids watch 'til I see deals fitted Dyin' even ain't enough to bear with us Split yo' wig like a filet dinner Killas listen to my shit and catchin' shit to kill them, son Alpine by the pies, don't get yo' body outlined Got your pig back, it's about time [Chorus] Grinnin' by a landslide (Haha) Shooters on stand by It's whatever you wanna do Respect gotta earn mine Son You winnin' by a landslide Shooters on stand by (You already know) It's whatever you wanna do (It's whatever) Respect gotta earn mine (Right) [Verse 2] Ayo, Cognac on cap, they sick of doing that (Yeah) Every song crack Right where I belong, back you down Break your leg when I stop you then [?] that (Gimme that) You're a pawn Sacrifice you without a second thought (Bo bo) Let the Heckler hoop Slice you severed the sword to a O (Woo) Make an engineer catch a speaker in the studio Stupid dough Got the Juice like no [?] This a new zone Dirt, do it alone (Right) Bend dummy coke switch on it Put a hit on it (Bo bo) For real, Lord Muggs speaks sound like a film score (Boo boo boo boo boo boo boo) MAC spits just like Fillmore slang (Ay) Catch him runnin', you will kill for (Ah) Strapped up like a Marine Corps (Bip bip bip bip bip bip) Super blow, broke? bunny, rappers need to read more (You need to read a book) Not as smart as you think he was (Nah) Blick in the car You always talk, I beg your pardon Your denim charred Just tighten the wuss, [?] should let along (Peace, God) My hitter sniffin' raw, get done Flippin' product 'til we livin' large (Go) Meet the throttle in the drivel, politic ditto While the pot sizzle (Woo) Everything I drop is 'fficial (You know that) Hollows hit you, from a block away (bop bop) Your mama holla "Hallelujah" (Woo) Models slob on my knob and hop in the Uber (Ay) Yeah [Outro] That's what I call a great robot, huh!

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  • DJ Muggs
  • al.divino