Letra de Journey

Line em quick time for class
Talkin trash straight up boy
You gonna hate us more than than anybody you ever met in the worldOn the mic im a cranky dad!

So get a pen and a pad ready to repeat this
Speak out of turn get shredded to pieces
Beef? you wanna bring it on? give me a reason
Make your shirt red like you got hit with a pizza

Nice to meet you my name is mud
Momma told you dont play with guns
Same as us. so dangerous
So stay the fuck out the way dont touch!

I aint said its ok to cuss
We the biggest damn pains in the anuses
I dont need a mixtape to create a buzz
I got the fans all hooked on angel dust!

Ryu, Tak, Vin Skully
Cheapshot and now you see
Ryu, Tak, Vin Skully
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Ryu, Tak, Vin Skully
Cheapshot and now you see
Ryu Tak Vin Skully
S.O.B. S, S.O.B

Your teeny weeny entourage wi′ get hit with a big blue monster car
Still pumpin that MegaDeaf, might arrest
Try to get a piece of the popular

But this work is too expensive
Wanna mighta cop
Bring end this time

Wanna take it to a new dimension
Tak just drop them, in this rhymes

So I take the title
Betta bring ya rifle
If ya don't, then I′m sorry sonny

Coz when I get in ya head
I know ya singing is red
I'll prolly make the whole lobby bloody

And what I plan ta do with it
Is get 'em in a jam
Till I peal ′em like a can of tuna fish

Now ya man is loosing it
Gonna go mad
Coz ya know he don′t stand the foolishness

But I'm so efficient
Roll ′em up
Then I take a puff of the potent
Swish ya

Receiver's off the meter
Little animation for the
Motion picture

Put a quarter in the slot machine
And try ta find a way to get
Yo flow to sang

Shit, a mind a′ Socrates
I'm explosive
When I′m fully loaded
Bang

Ryu, Tak, Vin Skully
Cheapshot and now you see
Ryu, Tak, Vin Skully
S.O.B. S, S.O.B

Ryu, Tak, Vin Skully
Cheapshot and now you see
Ryu Tak Vin Skully
S.O.B. S, S.O.B