Burns And Scars (feat. Son Doobie) Lyrics

This is where you edit and then post corrections:

Artist:

Title:

Songwriter:

Your name (just to give you credit, optional):

Email (to let you know, when it's posted):

(feat. Son Doobie) [Mad Child] Yo, try not to often speak on subject Unusual suspect, revenge I must get Vengeance is mine which make me heartless Department of justice would love to bust us Bang hard, get jacked by gang squad So we keep it on the low, make us untouchable Hard hittin when my man start spittin We walk off through gettin, dont take orders Try harder, cause I got friends down for murder Roll deep, walk in restaurant, pull you out your seat Take you out back, crack back, till task complete Beat to death, assassins disguised as waiters Madchild, Darth Vader, and the caped crusader Top that, barracuda, black panther, and bobcat Anger management and unlimited guns Natural born killers of the primitive one [Chorus: Son Doobie] Cause the spot's that hot A lot of shots bust but I can't get got And niggas wanna pop up forget me not Yo I bust two shots See y'all can't stop swollen members [Son Doobie] Yo duck down, hop up now I don't give a fuck now Whats up now, the ruck sound I'm up in the club now Touchdown, I bust out rocks, with my rough style Run around and fuck around get lost in my funhouse Any member, I dismember, remember For writer's book yo I be the cut expert Your head jerk, my network thick like double decker Enter surrender raps select swollen members Lone defenders, send bullets through contenders Tempers red hot like red fox fuckin with esther Deck the saint jock I stallone like sylvester Funk molester, impress all semester Aggressor, protector, successor sub forever Uncle Fester cut back the Winchester Record like ill connect son like Caressa Send an x to wo

Enter the code exactly as it appears: