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Da Lench Mob - Guerillas In Tha Mist Lyrics

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  • Come down and beware of the black fist
  • The guerillas straight muther*****ing killers is the mist
  • Take a shot Buck Buck but you can't forge
  • Never thought you'd see South Central niggaz in the forest
  • Don't kick in the chorus just yet
  • Cause we ain't made a mess yet
  • Lench Mob produce the best yet
  • Comin real hard man
  • Bumpin in your car man
  • Finally caught up with a devil named Tarzan
  • Swingin on a vine
  • Suckin on a piece of swine
  • Jiggaboo come up from behind
  • Hit him with a coconut
  • Stab him in the gut
  • Push him out the tree
  • he falls right on his nuts
  • And just like EPMD
  • I don't like a *****
  • Named J to tha A to tha N-E
  • Can't wait to meet her
  • I'm gonna kill 'er
  • Cause that little mutha*****ing cheetah can't hang with a guerilla
  • You try to pay me off with a banana
  • But J-D is blacker than a city called Atlanta
  • Give me some elbow room, I need some elbow room
  • So I can boom shak-a-lak boom
  • That's the sound of the twenty guage
  • Lock us up and the Lench Mob can break out of any cage
  • You never even hear of this
  • I'm taking care of this
  • Lench Mob environmental terrorists
  • ***** great ape ammarilla
  • I'm a killa
  • But killa gorilla ain't a killa
  • White boys like Godzilla
  • But my super nigga named King Kong
  • Played his ass like Ping-Pong
  • So mother*****ers get your ding-dong
  • Or the bozack what's that dick and nut sack
  • So get your butts back from the black fist
  • Cap peelers the guerillas in the mist
  • Va-voom here comes a nigga from the dark side
  • Talking bout a brand new apartheid
  • South Central straight ghetto native
  • Gotta show these devil mutha*****ers what I'm made of
  • Yes, never smoke the sess
  • Only hit the buddha when I'm laying on my chest
  • I'm laying in a cut
  • I'm laying in a cut
  • I'm laying in a cut
  • bout to shoot me a mutt (with what?)
  • With the boom ping ping
  • Listen to the ill shit that I bring bring
  • Nappy headed nigga, coming out the mist
  • Ice Cube is my mother*****ing dog, yes
  • Kicking pumps, Smoking humps
  • The guerillas, rollin from deep in the bumps
  • Short Dog got the mutha*****ing pump
  • And it's true T-Bone got the twenty-two
  • That's how it's done
  • So you better run yo
  • Run your ass out the jungle
  • Cause hear the guns go and we don't miss
  • The Lench Mob, the guerillas in the mist

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