Bushmaster Music lyrics

by

Vinnie Paz


[Intro]

"The f*ck you say now!? Huh!?
Hey! Huh!?
Bam! bam! bam!
Mothaf*cka I'm strapped!
You don't f*ckin' talk now, huh!?"

[Vinnie Paz]

I got the AR-15, let me hit his head
Heard us running up inside the crib and then he sh*t his bed
I ain't trying to hear nothing cousin give me bread
The only thing inside the duffel bag shrunken heads
That's how motherf*cking grimy we are
You don't wanna see how motherf*cking violent we are
(Yeah!) Or where the motherf*cking silencers are
What the Asiatic motherf*cking sciences are
I know you saying that this motherf*cker curse a lot
I'm just trying to balance out the fact you rock a purse a lot
I heard you suck di*k and walk around in skirts a lot
Listen to Kanye West, recite his verse a lot
Pazienza I don't rock with that soft sh*t
We juice crew Hilltop hardcore sh*t
We got the ??? uncut raw sh*t
To put his motherf*cking body in the morgue sh*t, yeah
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