Screwball-GORILLARMS F.A.Y.B.A.N-GORILLARMS Lyrics

[Scrathed by DJ Premier] "From the underground"

f___ all y'all b____es a__ n____s from my heart
Everybody talkin s___ but nobody wanna start
Straight for QB, original s___ starter
Welcome me back like Carter
My three pound semi-revolver
Make you part of the pavement quickly
Layin there pool of blood ?? and graved in
Your forehead, your crew came but they all dead
They in the meat market chillin with the boars head
Straight up and down I'm here to kncok you out the box
Word to my pops, sell records like I sold rocks
Y'all b____ a__ n____s I'll meet you at the top
Don't try to give me no love 'cuz my s___s blazin hot
Smack you with the mack, give you a speed knot
It be in the Source next issue, sayin why I dissed you
Punk m_________ers, y'all dont want the ruckus
So called tough guys, I despise ya lies
I see it in ya eyes, you p____ and you frontin
n____s smack ya moms you won't even do nothing

f___ all y'all b____ a__ n____s (Where my thugs at?)
f___ all y'all b____ a__ n____s (Where the money at?)
f___ all y'all b____ a__ n____s (Where my thug chicks?)
f___ all y'all b____ a__ n____s (?Word uuuuuppppp?)

f___ all y'all b____ a__ n____s, who want it?
Just say something so I can spray something
I seen 'em in they videos, with them silly hoes
Actin like they boning 'em, they don't even be knowin 'em
I'm ready to smack the dog s___ out of 'em
I don't give a f___ if they going plat'num
My rhyme flat'num like a ton of bricks
And my duns roll, pullin out all type of s___
'Bout time I flip, y'all n____s been livin good
n____s gettin paid to say "f___ the hood"
No its f___ you b____ a__ n____, ya heard?
If they get robbed and murdered, they deserve it
f___ 'em, with no grease I hate 'em like I hate the po-lice
If I get the chance I'll crash they dome piece
You pink panty wearin p____ f___in coward
All of the sudden all y'all n____s bout it bout it
n____s ain't even tryin cop no brick
Ain't even tryin worry about the cops and s___
n____s need to stop they s___, before they get slave whipped
n____s from the projects don't wanna hear that fake s___
Come with what you got to come with
And stop actin like a little b____
Screwball drops the illest s___
Thats blessed the streets and all my sons
And for the rest of y'all n____s
From the top of my lungs, I scream

f___ all y'all b____ a__ n____s (Where my thugs at?)
f___ all y'all b____ a__ n____s (Where the money at?)
f___ all y'all b____ a__ n____s (Where my thug chicks?)
f___ all y'all b____ a__ n____s (?Word uuuuuppppp?)

f___ all y'all b____ a__ n____s (Where the Bridge at?)
f___ all y'all b____ a__ n____s (Where 43rd at?)
f___ all y'all b____ a__ n____s (Screwball what)
f___ all y'all b____ a__ n____Z

Word
QB s___ (what?)
What, m_________er
What, yeah
Screwball, Big Poet
Representin QB, knowhasayin?
Underground represent forever (forever)
'Cuz them n____s like Primo (yeah)
Not none of y'all b____ a__ n____s (b____ a__ n____s)
f___ 'em (its QB forever n____)

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