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Ann Peebles - Outcha Mouth lyrics
I heard ya wanna know about me,
 Where I'm at and who I be
 And why they call me Jumpsteady
 I'm just a ninja from the Carnival grounds
 With so much flavor that
 I blow the taste up outcha mouth
 I heard ya wanna know about me,
 Where I'm at and who I be
 And why they call me Jumpsteady
 I'm just a ninja from the Carnival grounds
 With so much flavor that
 I blow the taste up outcha mouth
 My name is Jumpsteady
 But are you punks ready for the samurai machete
 To make you make your betty
 Of the ones to contend, steppin upon my path
 With inferior dextior, don't make me laugh
 I'm a daredevil and Bruce banner rolled into one
 ''cause ya wouldn't wanna make me angry and you're blind, son
 To some of the things, tactics and such
 That we apply to the Carnival
 So check nuts!
 I'm the jack of many trades, glued to the old days
 Laughed at in the hallways, fucked them bitches anyway
 I wonder what they're doing today
 Most of them bitches probably broke, homeless, tricked out, or underpaid
 How the pendulum swings -
 Laugh now and cry tomorrow
 In exchange for the happiness and sorrow
 Time will borrow
 And again unfold and better like
 Casting corrupt souls deeper in the shadows of night
 C'mon!
 I heard ya wanna know about me,
 Where I'm at and who I be
 And why they call me Jumpsteady
 I'm just a ninja from the Carnival grounds
 With so much flavor that
 I blow the taste up outcha mouth
 I heard ya wanna know about me,
 Where I'm at and who I be
 And why they call me Jumpsteady
 I'm just a ninja from the Carnival grounds
 With so much flavor that
 I blow the taste up outcha mouth
 Where I'm at is in your earholes
 Bumpin outta ya stereo
 Loud enough to crack your tinted windows
 And I suppose that ya still don't know
 How I exceed to levels that ain't never been seen before
 Master of the Shaolin
 Tiger walk while joustin'
 No hand blimp right hand and round housin'
 Beatin like the beat of the drum
 Slightly sicker than some
 And I exterminate beef so you don't want none
 J is for the journey and the thieving gain
 Followed by the U - uncanny
 And completely insaneAnn Peebles - Outcha Mouth - http://motolyrics.com/ann-peebles/outcha-mouth-lyrics.html
 M is for the madness spawning my ideas
 And P is for Psychopathic and props to people that see us
 Steady, steady like a Chevy
 Out of control
 With no brakes and wrapped around a phone pole
 Then I explode on the world like C-4
 Before the demo team can even hit the door
 I heard ya wanna know about me,
 Where I'm at and who I be
 And why they call me Jumpsteady
 I'm just a ninja from the Carnival grounds
 With so much flavor that
 I blow the taste up outcha mouth
 I heard ya wanna know about me,
 Where I'm at and who I be
 And why they call me Jumpsteady
 I'm just a ninja from the Carnival grounds
 With so much flavor that
 I blow the taste up outcha mouth
 I'm the last seconds on a doomsday clock
 Like an open box of Anthrax chillin on a desktop
 Execution and illusion of art
 Like a wizard's magic pencil steady aiming at your heart
 Always backed by the hatchet
 Drop a body in a casket
 Like a guillotine, rollin heads in a basket
 As for the busters unleashing some rage,
 In the folds of my jacket I cradle my gauge
 I heard ya wanna know about me,
 Where I'm at and who I be
 And why they call me Jumpsteady
 I'm just a ninja from the Carnival grounds
 With so much flavor that
 I blow the taste up outcha mouth
 I heard ya wanna know about me,
 Where I'm at and who I be
 And why they call me Jumpsteady
 I'm just a ninja from the Carnival grounds
 With so much flavor that
 I blow the taste up outcha mouth
 I heard ya wanna know about me,
 Where I'm at and who I be
 And why they call me Jumpsteady
 I'm just a ninja from the Carnival grounds
 With so much flavor that
 I blow the taste up outcha mouth
 I heard ya wanna know about me,
 Where I'm at and who I be
 And why they call me Jumpsteady
 I'm just a ninja from the Carnival grounds
 With so much flavor that
 I blow the taste up outcha mouth
 *screaming*
 Alright alright and yesiree! A clean hit! A perfect hit!
 And no pain for the target.
 Too bad the guy was only 38. Just 2 years older,
 He'da been worth 3 times the points.
 But for the second year in a row,
 Machine Gun Joe, has splattered the...









