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Forsaken - Respect 4 Grandma lyrics
Are we recording right now?
Yea we're recording
I can't do it right now because my grandma is asleep in the room and I have to like go to like another room and like yell it
Go ahead
You know Respect for Grandma
You know what I mean
 Scoop Deville
 Your now rocking with a drunken battle,
 We pack pumps like sluts when they
 Traveling with shoes in the trunk
 Im losing it punk
 Missing a few screws and a nut
 Im stupid as fuck
 Im from the old school but I flunked
 Black on Black
 Rips with some grain to grip
 Bitch slapping these trick rappers
 Till they pay this pimp
 Quit acting the click clacking
 Like you famous shit
 You faggots are broke with names out of gangsta flicks (Biatch)
 What a joke, you aint never cut up coke on a scale
 Or snuck dope through the border in a cocanut shell
 Fuck No!
 You want tell your little veteran tales
 So when I put the smoke in your mouth
 You better inhale
 Suck it!
 You ready lets get it
 The games now finished
 Its's all, weapons to aim with a 1000 rounds in it
 Machine shop class mixtaped lynch men
 Clapping at your tracks rabbits back to the benches yea
 People famous call me the evil genius
 Got them bumpin Styles
 In the Buick people speeding
 Brim with the tilt, cigar on my clutchForsaken - Respect 4 Grandma - http://motolyrics.com/forsaken/respect-4-grandma-lyrics.html
 Your crying over spilled milk
 Demigodz what's up?
 Got a flask filled of that ole lucky number 7 brand
 Get rid of your first string
 I aint playing second hand
 Your messing with butane
 Get scorched in a torch fire
 Look out for the new slang
 You rocking with Fort Minor
 Allrigth hold for a second
 Yeah you know who the fuck this is
 SOB mother fuckas
 Demigodz mother fuckas
 Mike Shinoda Mother Fuckas
 And this is Celph Titled Mother Fuckas
 We put a pipe bomb in your tail pipe and it go off mother fuckas
 My gun don't fit through the doorway mother fuckas lets Go!
 This is the last warning shot before we're letting this go
 We don't have to say lay low
 Ya'll already know
 That when the lights goes dim
 And the beat drops in
 Even Texas can't hold them
 Ante up and Im in
 Im like Black Jack Johnson and MOP
 Drinking handfuls of Jack Daniels (You'll see)
 Cause when we hop into the Jeep to try out the CD
 You'll want a low rider bucking bronco to Scoop's beat now
 My name's Mike (mike), remember it well
 More rock than raising hell
 Rougher then Roc Deville
 Ryu and Tak will tell you what's really the deal
 If you want it come get us at the end of this twelve
 Yea yea yea, you know the fuckin drill
 Keeping it Godzilla up in the mother fuckin Home Depot
 This is Celph Titled, the lame mile killer
 This SOB, this is Demigodz, this is M Shinoda the cobra holder
 And this is your brain on crack mother fucka!
Perfect... the guy is a genius









