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Splitt (comin' Out Swingin') Lyrics - Laced - Reveille

Yo, we about to twist this shit up right here 

(As we cross over into a new millennium) 

It might be to strong for some 

So I suggest you motherfuckers 


Buckle the fuck up 

(See what I'm saying?) 

Where you gonna hide? 

Rags to rags, how does stone turn to static? 


Its tragic, drop 'em like a bad force of habit 

Not dramatic traumatic got me turning in my sleep 

Pencil pushin' putos, motherfuck critiques 

No defeat, compete, never sleepn' never will 


And just like the real, I've entered my time to kill 

Climbing in the ring, I'm gonna wear away my doubt 

'Cause if I dug my own grave then I can dig myself out 

Come on, come on, check it, check it, check it 


Takers, fakers, barrel bottom scrapers 

Separating family from those phony money makers 

Papers, stuffed rolled and laced with a lesson 

Vapors graced so aftertaste is faced with a confession 


End of session blessin' first impressions stessin' thinking twice 

And blaming my aggressions on some other world's advice 

So slice, split, splice and pay the price that it brings 

But I can stand on my own, I don't need your strings 


I'm not fuckin' splitt 

I'm comin' out swingin', so heads be spinning 

Bring on the soup to keep the ear drums ringing 

I'm comin' out swingin', with ties unstringing 


Splitting up the frame for a whole new beginning 

I'm comin' out swingin' 

I've told too many lies, built too many walls 

Broken too many hearts, shed too many tears 


Burned too many bridges, taken too many falls 

Buried too many friends, I've buried too many fears 

Shits pumpin', body's are jumpin' 

Waiting for something or somebody 


Up in the party to get the head bumpin' 

Split it up, hit it up but get it up 

While I set it up, causing confusion, we wet it up 

From the drum tracks, guitars strum and high strung 


And fine tuned the time is soon so let it hum 

From the power lung, the hour come to make it happen 

Over the bother some bitches who wanna jack it up 

Track it up, pick it up, you better stick it up 

Dope shit all over the table, you gotta lick it up 


I'm comin' out swingin' 

I'm comin' out swingin' 

I'm comin' out I'm comin' out 

Motherfucker ha, ha, ha 



Family feuds and family ties 

Now you can sew'em shut but I see through your eyes 

Through the surface and through the lies 

And through your ability to hypnotize 


Now my road has spit and I can see no ends 

I've got angels wings mixed with plastic friends 

I got two paths to choose and I can't decide 

Too little, too late, two worlds divide 


And our worlds divide 

So better choose your side 

Split and our worlds divide 

Are you remember?

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