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EMG Lyrics


Song Name : EMG
Song Writer(s): Meline,
Publisher: DEFINITIVE JUX MUSIC,


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We had some fire and smoke and water
And that troubled us a lot
Now we're marking down our prices
And they're really, really hot


Everything must go
You wanna get on some fly ****
Get on some butterfly to the fire ****


Everything must go
I wanna sell you the dream
I wanna watch you come apart at the seams


Everything must go
You wanna get on some fly ****
Get on some butterfly to the fire ****


Everything must go
I wanna sell you a dream


Heart of an altar boy ******ed in confession
Who plotted for 20 years then slit the throat of a reverend
And half of this thought is young vandal the system
Contraption of credo drift, sick **** and spit at your heaven


I'm grabbin' my **** again, foot on the wall, pose down
I'm drinkin' that piss again, back at the train hometown
Starscream the system, ninja star the c***ette deck
Lazerface is back in effect


Focus like a worker ant live, get with hive mind fly ****
Shut your little mind crime hybrid
Eyelids pinned back flat, we had a focus group
Of lab rats clappin', at last you got dap


Automaton bells rock well from death valley
****, we all mingle in ditch, m*** grave for the kids
Clash with the combat rap set
A weathermen funk breath, the last rebels left?


Slide off or get the digipack slashed in your neck
You're fidgetin' with 28 day simian
Yeah, dog him again, the bad touch destruct militant
Drum percussion lust diligent


The surface that gave birth to the style is NY
The jihad recipient sky is too fly
The roof of the witnessin’ spot was BK
A cloud of asbestos, I guess it's D-day


Now you want me to move and do how you say
Or look into my brain through this gl*** toupee
***k this, how 'bout I just smack you *****?
Save that 4th Reich boogie for them plastic twits


Or the old women of fate stichin' the casket nits
I'll be drunk on the back of the train takin' a piss
Bumpin' BDP through a Raheem kit
With double d Duracel destiny megamix like


Everything must go
You wanna get on some fly ****
Get on some butterfly to the fire ****


Everything must go
I wanna sell you the dream
I wanna watch you come apart at the seams


Everything must go
You wanna get on some fly ****
Get on some butterfly to the fire ****


Everything must go
I wanna sell you a dream
Get over here and buy, you hoe


Excuse me, little child, why the devious smile?
Well, I've become what I've forsaken and the irony's wild
Are you in charge of this outfit? Nah, not me, cousin
I wrestle distinction from the chompers of a buzzard


Is my mommy in Heaven? Well, she's definitely not here
Now run away and go play with this hatchet and flaming spear
I'm tryna mix up this Molotov, then peel the ***k off
I've got a windmill to tackle, son, polish my gun off


My hot pink millimeter space heater, duck down
Pulled out from the crevice of a triple fat, duck down
Horse hooves and meat I'm glued to the beat grindin'
Stolen hovercraft draggin' a b*** stab behind it


Every little phrase is designed for y'all to rewind it
Every brittle phase has an expiration ***ignment
Eyes wide, the bad man walks alive
With five dimes of sticky, the bush and no 9


Who was trained by Ed Koch to hop a turnstyle
See cop smile, peep cops gun
Now see little juvenile me in Reeboks run
Through the projected transformation of the catacombs, son
Makin' it home's so fun


If you're alone, don't sweat 'cause you're alone with the best
The underrated phrase mason who's leakin' pain to c***ette
If you hate lies, don't fret 'cause I can't lie about this
At least I'm honest when I tell you that my mind's full of ****


And sick of skippin' on electrified hop scotch grid
We're double dutchin' to percussion
With this barbed wire rope choker
The most floatinist spoke dope spit, get lit
You're with an ambulance chaser, I strive design sick


Everything must go

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