Swollen Members - Swamp Water lyrics

[Mad Child:]

Calculated cold blooded killer

A methodical animal of the dusk

I'll blow the planet to dust

Hell boy acid drenched

Dead lift danger

Born with horns fight it

I'm the misguided angle

Touched by tradgedy

I defy gravity

Brutal cruel and dark

So beautifulfy remarkable

Angry Smirf

Man I'll kill these giants

Outnumbered, out flanked

Yet still we triumph

Hell's comminng for breakfast

The end has come

You ain't a gangsta

You ain't even friends with one

Got your chain got your watch

Tryin to act hard

I'm at my house raking leaves in my backyard

Baby venom spit flame

Eat lightening and throw thunder

You could feel my pain

I'm the hurricane hunter

Madchilds the barbarian bent on revenge

Euphoria,

Shatter the skulls of doomed warriors

[Phil Da Agony:]

Ink in the bark

Sharks come circle your block

Thirsty niggas off the jerky and pot

Workin' the slots

45 minutes to Vegas

We got the old school tan capsules

With the brown cap Vegas

Sega Genesis my Xbox extra hard drive

Fuck around and catch a fat lip

Like the Pharcyde

Trigger side we on the hammer side

Ya'll on the other side

We the type of guys

Pride will get you all fucked up

Stuck in a ditch

Swoll up, reaching for ice

Son of a bitch

The more we smoke

The higher we get

Ya'll should retire

Cause I'ma spit fire

Whenever I'm lit

Shit happens clean up your act

The nicest

Meanest niggas you know

Getttin' that scratch

Hittin' it from the back chicks

Strong arm steady

Phil Da Ag we the shit bitch

[Planet Asia:]

Rowdy niggas throw out bows to this

Snow cone wrist rap independent rap cats

Rollin' in with big straps

And you ain't nothing but a faker

My empire we settin' fires

To your acres

Now notify the cake makers

Pagans

Celebrate holidays of self hatred

Controllers of the matrix

Crack conspirators

Cocaine distributors

King of my chamber my language is imperial

Stereo burials body up you karaoke ass

Cats with certified ASCAP material

Them old gangster spirituals is for the Gs and soldiers

Practicing my scare tactics

Keeps MC's in yoga

Just like I keep a bad bitch

Between the sheets up on me

Boss like Tony Montana soprano

Asiatic Black with the attitude of Italians

My 9-5 is talent

100% stylin'

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