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WWF - Eastsidaz - Big Red Machine lyrics
Tombstone piles drop, my designed assault
 I'm the product of the bottom of a mindless thought
 Psychotic offa chronic mixed with rage and lust
 Stompin all opposition till they brains is mush
 No remorse from the force as the blood pour forth
 I endorse only sports of the dangerous sort
 Seven three, first degree, maniac unseen
 And can't nobody stop the Big Red Machine
 Talk is talk, you don't know me, you don't see me
 I move in silence, instinct straight violence
 Quiet as kept, snappin necks for respect
 Kane slew Abel, that I never regret
 I'm a threat to the world - doom, danger and death
 Three counts to submission meet the savior hisself
 Only thing left standin is the almighty Kane
 Come in here, bring the fifth, and it course through your vein
 Tombstone piles drop, my designed assault
 I'm the product of the bottom of a mindless thought
 Psychotic offa chronic mixed with rage and lust
 Stompin all opposition till they brains is mush
 No remorse from the force as the blood pour forth
 I endorse only sports of the dangerous sort
 Seven three, first degree, maniac unseen
 And can't nobody stop the Big Red Machine
 C-Walkin with the Devil with the mask on my face
 The way I DDT these fools, I'm bound to catch a case
 Seven foot three with a tombstone that sit about ten feet
 Undertake'm to another street
 Peep game though, we might do this for the theme
 Cause everybody wanna see him do his thing
 Quick to dust they ass off with them one-two-threes
 I mean them three-two-ones, the show ain't even begun
 Tombstone piles drop, my designed assault
 I'm the product of the bottom of a mindless thought
 Psychotic offa chronic mixed with rage and lust
 Stompin all opposition till they brains is mush
 No remorse from the force as the blood pour forth
 I endorse only sports of the dangerous sortWWF - Eastsidaz - Big Red Machine - http://motolyrics.com/wwf/eastsidaz-big-red-machine-lyrics.html
 Seven three, first degree, maniac unseen
 And can't nobody stop the Big Red Machine
 My mentality is actually destroy and smash
 Anything in my path plus the Titans Clash
 Bring a body, anybody, it don't matter the size
 I arrive in disguise and my mission surprise
 We just some loc'd out worldwide figures
 I heard you want a match when I was with my nephaleas
 Fool you can't see us, we the Eastsidaz
 And we all up in that ass like Adidas cause we riders
 Tombstone piles drop, my designed assault
 I'm the product of the bottom of a mindless thought
 Psychotic offa chronic mixed with rage and lust
 Stompin all opposition till they brains is mush
 No remorse from the force as the blood pour forth
 I endorse only sports of the dangerous sort
 Seven three, first degree, maniac unseen
 And can't nobody stop the Big Red Machine
 [whispered]
 I'm comin, I'm comin
 I'm comin.. watch out, you better start runnin
 I'm comin
 I'm comin.. watch out, you better start runnin
 I'm comin..
 I'm comin, you better start runnin
 Fool, cause I'm comin, I'm comin
 I'm comin.. you better start runnin
 Tombstone piles drop, my designed assault
 I'm the product of the bottom of a mindless thought
 Psychotic offa chronic mixed with rage and lust
 Stompin all opposition till they brains is mush
 No remorse from the force as the blood pour forth
 I endorse only sports of the dangerous sort
 Seven three, first degree, maniac unseen
 And can't nobody stop the Big Red Machine
[whispering again to end]










