If anybody's out there listening to this broadcast of mine
Let me tell you ladies and gentlemen what's on my mind
I won’t pull any punches hold anything back / i'll
Tell you the way that it is
When it's all said and done i'm gonna leave you wondering
How did we do what we did?

Yo, I don't care if you're a woman or a child or man
When i'm done everybody's gonna understand
Some rappers get mad when you say they're in a band
But, not me
Cause I really am
It's LP for your fucking information pal
So you can stop staring back over your shoulder now
You can stop me mugging with that twisted brow
Concentrating on mine
You're wasting your time buddy
Erase that face
Replace the frown
Look at the ground
Look down
Quit fucking around
Now jeez, everyone's been so tightly wound
From the minute that we became the new menace in town
Could it be that these cool, contagious
Phrases sprayed aimless
Are making ya'll hate us?
Shit, you can hate 'til your face turns blue
Everyone else
Let me cut up a question for you

If anybody's out there listening to this broadcast of mine
Let me tell you ladies and gentlemen what's on my mind
I won’t pull any punches hold anything back / i'll
Tell you the way that it is
When it's all said and done i'm gonna leave you wondering
How did we do what we did?

Oh, there goes another one
Better call all your people in
Bury the body quick stupid
Show you where I’m coming from
Open up the cellar
To the pelican's bliss
With delicatessenal sitting 'til your skeleton's blitz
He sets us off now
Don’t know which direction is which
We all fell
Little weapons with consecutive hits
But that’ll be that
So never mind your battery pack
Cause in reality nobody gives a crappity-crap
Move over, before you get your flattery snatched
Tiny caterpillars act like you don’t have any sex
Hoping over the gums drilling holes in cavity caps
They’re full of shit to the root now
Pass me that Jack
On the rocks is Tak
Back on the block what?
Tapping your vest like I just happen to pop up
Trapped in a circle
And now he’s itching to box
But no way I’m ‘a stop
Until I’m waiting your snot puss

If anybody's out there listening to this broadcast of mine
Let me tell you ladies and gentlemen what's on my mind
I won’t pull any punches hold anything back / i'll
Tell you the way that it is
When it's all said and done i'm gonna leave you wondering
How did we do what we did?

I just say what I feel I don’t care if I’m black ball
Walk up in the label start waving a hack-saw
Hit the bathroom strip naked and jack-off
This white boy’s getting more gangster than Mac Mall
I’m in the crowd I’m feeding your fans roofies
Nope, that aint a coke it’s a vikiten smoothie
Yeah, acting boozy a thug like fuck it
Got a champagne tazed with a bud light budget
Got a little-ass dick with some ***** on it
So sick I could make a fucking maggot vomit
No Shit
Get the mic’s out
Kick it in gear
It’s Ludacris
All I needed was some chicken and beer
You better, roll out while the coast is clear
We've been hit with thick bottles and a broken chair
Bitch please you can leave with a couple of cracked teeth
Don’t pump me for the fame
I aint crapped for six weeks / so

If anybody's out there listening to this broadcast of mine
Let me tell you ladies and gentlemen what's on my mind
I won’t pull any punches hold anything back / i'll
Tell you the way that it is
When it's all said and done i'm gonna leave you wondering
How did we do what we did?

If anybody's out there listening to this broadcast of mine


Lyrics submitted by Feenix

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    General CommentThis is what I thought the lyrics were:

    ((If anybody’s out there listening to this broadcast of mine
    Let me tell you ladies and gentlemen what’s on my mind
    I won’t pull any punches, hold anything back
    I’ll tell you the way that it is
    When it’s all said and done imma leave you wondering
    How did we do what we did?))

    Mike:
    Yo I don’t care if you’re a woman, or a child or man
    When I’m done everybody’s gonna understand
    Some rappers get mad when you say they’re in a band
    But not me ‘cuz I really am
    It’s LP for your fucking information pal
    So you can stop staring back over your shoulder now
    You can stop mean mugging with that twisted brow
    Concentrating on mine your wasting your time buddy
    Erase that face, replace the frown
    Look at the ground, look down, quit fucking around now
    Geez every week’s so tightly wound
    From the minute that we became the new menace in town
    Could it be that these cool, contagious phrases sprayed aimless
    Are making yall hate us?
    Shit you can hate ‘til your face turns blue
    Everyone else let me cut up a question for you

    ((Chorus))

    Tak:
    Oh there goes another one
    Better call all your people and
    Bury the body quick stupid
    Show you where I’m coming from
    Open up the skeleton
    The Pelican’s bliss
    With delicate testinal sit until your skeleton splits
    Your sense is off now
    Don’t know which directions which
    We all foul
    Little rappers with consecutive hits
    But that’ll be that
    So never mind your battery pack
    ‘Cuz in reality nobody gives a crapity crap
    Move over
    ‘Fore you get your flattery snatched
    Some tiny caterpillars act like you don’t have any sacks
    Hopping off with the guns
    And the host of cavity caps
    Their full of shit
    Tear the roof down
    Pass me that jack
    On the rocks is Tak
    Back on the block what?
    Tapping you vest like I just happen to pop up
    Trapped in the circle
    In that resiginal box
    But ain’t no way imma stop
    ‘Til I’m watching you snot puss

    ((Chorus))

    Ryu:
    I just say what I feel
    I don’t care if I’m black
    Walk up in the label start waving a hacksaw
    Hit the bathroom
    Strip naked and jack off
    This white boys getting more ganster than Mack Mall
    I’m in the crowd
    I’m feeding your fans ruffies
    Nope that ain’t a coke
    It’s a Vikadin smoothie yeah
    Acting moves a thug like fuck it
    Got a champagne taste with a bud light budget
    Got a little ass dick with some katacans on it
    So sick I could make a fucking maggot vomit
    No shit
    Get the mikes out kick it in gear
    It’s ludicrous all I needed was some chicken and beer
    You better roll out while the coast is clear
    Then get hit with thick bottle and a broken chair
    Bitch please you can leave with a couple of crack teeth
    I’m hungry for the fame
    I ain’t crapped in six weeks

    ((Chorus))

    but I could be wrong... well most likely I am
    lpbennodaon March 07, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThanks man, i've edited the lyrics into a mix between mine and yours, I think it's pretty much right.
    Feenixon March 08, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentIn Ryu's verse I believe he says (and it pretty much only makes sense to say):

    "I’m in the crowd I’m feeding your fans ROOFIES
    Nope, that aint a coke it’s a vikiten smoothie"
    darkness4on August 19, 2006   Link

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