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Beatnuts

Genres: Hip-Hop

Uncivilized Lyrics - Beatnuts

Yeah, yeah yeah 

Open your mouth 

(Ah) 

Open it, wide 

 

I'm coming running at you with an axe, chop you in the hip 

Now you fuckin' hop don't don't ask me any questions 

(Questions) 

Why too many ears at my sessions 

With options, but not this year 

(No question) 

 

Strictly answers, Luke dancers, chasing off happy campers 

And wanna be rap gangsters, yappin' that shit I don't like 

But not tonight we bring that shit to start a fight 

So what the fuck? When I hit you know I struck 

 

Knuckle game, test and get munked 

Nigga dissed me, forget this and you back in 

The rhyme with a punch line 

Trying to slap you in broad daylight 

Around lunch time, so what the fuck? 

 

No false assumption, I cut a face just like a pumpkin' 

Potted up and drunken, grabbin' my balls while gruntin' 

You just a munshkin', not even half of the equivalent 

My team is militant, criminals who swear they innocent 

 

You insignificant, I turn diesel niggas to insolents 

You started it, I'll finish it, diminish it 

I'm killing it, word duke, I let it known don't fuck with Gobbi 

Act a man like rack of lamb and feed the body to the rody 

Smokin' suckas 'wit logic and raised with project lobby 

 

I let you choose your fate, your only crews will wait 

I'm heavy weight and when I'm old and great yo I rejuvenate 

And duplicate and slam man like Sumo tournaments 

Fake thugs get plugged and missiles launched to their coordinates 

 

Hip hop cornered it, a-yo we fear none 

Rappers hootch's and spear guns 

Bustin' threw your ear drums, we leave the ears numb 

Get You Open like Black Moon and spot a kill of gorillas 

 

A platoon of baboons to make the shit worse hit up your soft spaces 

(That stab wounds) 

A bunch of niggas with court cases and all faces 

And torch places and leave the spot crispy, smokin' like a hippy 

From now until I'm 50 

 

Uncivilized 

Uncivilized 

Uncivilized 

Uncivilized 

But now I start to realize 

 

Yo turn the mic on, Ju visualize like night corn 

You fake thug niggas still sleep with the lights on 

You quite wrong thinkin' that your team is like strong 

We strangle y'all niggas like pythons, we like flaws 

 

Corona outlaws, 52 Southpaw 

Hungary as niggas that'll come out yours 

Stick a nigga in a heartbeat 

It's the cold blooded Dominican dark meat 

 

Uncivilized 

Uncivilized 

Uncivilized 

Uncivilized 

But now I start to realize 

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