lirik lagu the terrorists - south park coalition
[verse 1: lord 3~2]
lord 3~2 the convict, out a correctional facility
f~ckin’ with me, you’re f~ckin’ with the spc
who you try to test, i’ll put you to rest
i’ll punch a hole in your chest
while you’re wearin’ a bulletproof vest
now, b~tch, whatchu gon’ do, hoe?
i learned to throw them thangs in the county on the 10th floor
with no sweat, ’cause, bro, i’m a threat
d~mn, they k!llin’ hoes for a measly ass cigarette
from newt to mad hood, i got hyper
when i was an infant, i packed a pistol in my diaper
not to shoot the weird sh~t, but, n~gga, i’m on a mission
with my n~ggas, in the south park coalition
[verse 2: grimm]
grimm comin’ at ya, the known body sn~tcher
body parts got fractured and they haven’t been captured
for that i’m on the run, i pack a gun but i don’t need one
coalition got my back so that i bet a thousand
crushin’ skulls, so many danced, so many rumbled
takin’ souls, come from the grimm, that’s just how it goes
terrorists in operation
mothaf~ck confrontations, settin’ bombs with detonation
and those who run, even trip, load the clip
get it enough range so when you pump they throw a backflip
i’m strapped with a billy club and huntin’ for blood
a mothaf~cka tried to take my life, now what was he thinkin’ off?
[verse 3: dbx (def busy x)]
now i’m about to start slammin’ ’em, punks that be sayin’ ’em
weak rhymes like population breakdown by end
i’m on a suicidal mission
wishin’ for fame by dissin’
opposition, but ain’t no lynchin’ the coalition, fool
you try to fade my colors, or try to burn my flag
bowl as i stand for the black
and go to musical combat, dbx is the general
the main course of the party, you’re just a dinner~al
fight like a soldier, here’s the diss i owed ya
you set yourself off mental torture to told ya some’
like the spc, is a wreckless klan
’cause yo’ style is low budget in second hand
[verse 4: a.c. chill]
i’m possessed off the wack tec, smack and fl!ck
broke back stack and d~boys wave, they probably can split brick
i crush, better yet smush, your face in the cement
the ground’s bent, i wonder where the rest of your face went
so what up? i doubt you come runnin’ up
and while i’m settin’ up
your presence in the area i’m blowin’ up
comin’ up, from back of the pack
f~ck that, i’m leadin’, n~ggas bleedin’, from sh~t i’m readin’
out of a flame, it’s hot, that’s why it scorches
dead n~ggas in my concert, holdin’ torches
screamin’ for me to kick some sh~t that’s rough enough
tough enough, to blow a whole mothaf~ckin’ city up
[verse 5: point blank]
let point blank explain, and don’t say i never told ya
heaven don’t want me but h~ll’s afraid i’mma take it over
this sh~t started when my mother reward her?
i was born in cook county with a mind disorder
as a child i was senile, examined frequent
results came back and i was labeled delinquent
a rough brother from south park
i say peace to illinois for makin’ me hard
black and red is the color i wear
[what about black and blue?]
b~tch, get that sh~t outta here
[man, you ain’t had to say it like that, triple? h~ll of a g]
punk, you’re dismissed with that bullsh~t
[verse 6: k~rino]
k~rino come to light that ass up
pet you with his fans for the sh~t that i’mma blast up
many punks ran up, when i’m tryin’ to stand up
raisin’ my hand up, f~cked your whole clan up
k~rino be kickin’ rough radical rhymes of filth
layin’ naked on a quilt, eatin’ some ice cream and milk
wonder why i started the spc, thinkin’ for a minute
i’m starin’ these crazy mothaf~ckas in it
you want a bite and start some quick fight
my foot will fit right, off in that ass tight so get yo’ sh~t right
founder of the coalition eyesight
i got rhymes from ’85, crackin’ sh~t you wrote last night
[verse 7: ganksta nip]
spc to the end
you k!ll one of us, i’m k!llin’ 80 of y’all, men
psychotic, and plenty of weed smokin’
the sound of a child chokin’
death, for callin’ me sour
names, families, might as won a [?] fork in the house
coalition nationwide, makin’ n~ggas lose breath
c~rock flew in from outta town, k!lled two n~ggas and left
triple six makin’ life kinda dim
if my dog don’t want yo’ leg, i’ll just feed it to grimm
this war finna straight, f~ck all this waitin’
when i die, i’m goin’ to h~ll, but only to k!ll satan
never, make this man mad
93 bl~~dy bodies, in a mothaf~ckin’ sand bag
that’s how it is in the dark
ganksta nip, the roughest mothaf~cka in south park
coalition
[verse 8: dope~e]
hehehoo, boy, the coalition hard
none o’ you fools bet not ever try to step
yeah, check this out
pusher of the levels while i crank this camp up
i’m dope~e the holocauster, b~tch, what’s up?
i want you to know, this is a spc show
so give a n~gga some respect when i hit the flow
and, yo, i do the fool when i kick facts, pro~black
hangin’ with the terror set, smokin’ big sacks
that’s, just a taste of what i give and how i live
in a white supremacy, that’s how they got me livin’
g~r~i~m, n~i~p, triple six and egypt
what’s up? a&m, shut the f~ck up
dissin’ rap groups tryna be a name
professional snipers, the terrorists to fill your brain with slugs
’cause i’m a mothaf~ckin’ thug
tie your feet to my van for 30 miles you get dragged
makin’ wack ass music, tryna gain recognition
you in no position to be f~ckin’ with our coalition
you better act like you know somethin’ or somethin’
might happen and it won’t be related to no d~mn rappin’
think about it, d~mn fool, think about it
south park coalition, we make you think about it
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