"Tremendous" lyrics
"Tremendous"
(feat. D-Dub, Sicx, Tall Can)
[Sicx:]
Off the Rossi twisted, I'm not yo average package
Snatch it, too bad ya had to miss it, English keeps me lifted
Wicked I come, one good leg to kick it
Mob walking 'til I'm crippled
Talking sick with it type of shiznit, 'til it get noted that I'm liquid
Quick with busting on all you rivals
All about survival, liable, to burn up every bible
'Cause ain't no fucking with my style, dial 1-800-fuck-it
'Cause I'm zoned up out my mind
And based on the notion that it's kill a nigga nine times
Sonic boom like Guile, Dr. Doom proper room with space
I'm off the wall like Michael Myers, cream like Dreyers
I is, certified fifty, fifty one
Wouldn't it be one hell of a sight trying to get me
Sticky as a 'gasm, as I be leaving clits with hickeys
English Gold over Mickey's
Incredible like bitch be trying to pull sixty-six point sixty
Victim full of fish, cook 'em shook 'em like yahtzee
I'm mo' hated than a Nazi
Swartzaniggas is my posse, try and stop me
[Sicx:]
Brotha Lynch keeps me tremendous
Tall Can keeps me tremendous
X-Raided keeps me tremendous
And these be my brothers an they keep me in this
Fig Naytion keeps me tremendous
Capone, and COS, keeps me tremendous
Annihilation keeps me tremendous
Now these is swartzaniggas an they keep me in this
I got some shit up on my mind
That I just can't shake
Just give me a microphone, a Phonk Beta beat
Watch me eat these niggas up like Jason
Chasing you through Camp Crystal Lake
Like a wolf on crank hit the dank
The tank up, put on the make-up
And come back to life like Brandon Lee
Hit the corner, with a four-four loaner
On a one way trip off that water
Run for yo life, the mic rock hard
I'm fucking with no grease no love for the police
Watch for the boner, bend over, swig the Olde E
The microphone fling, the leather chrome green
Left the scene clean, like death on Halloween
Like a hollow tip, smoke something mean
Broke the mic, one for you one for me
And any emcee who flex, 'cause like that mic I'm breaking necks
Walk the train tracks like Stand By Me
Looking for any dead body
I'ma grit my teeth like a pit with meat, leave yo brain gone like Muhammad Ali
Mista Nightrider's creeping up by the minute, sky's the limit
Super-duper storm trooper, gotta watch my back like Martin Luther
See me coming with my brights lights out
Tremendous, that's what Sicx is all about
Black flags keeps me tremendous
Dickey sagging keeps me tremendous
Belini Way keeps me tremendous
Do or die double E, nigga deep up in this
Old English keeps me way twisted
Tequila lime keeps me way twisted
Gets me in the mood to handle unfinished business
Intoxication keeps a nigga in this
[Brotha Lynch Hung:]
I mix my gin with my Ole E, tremendous
Hit 'em all up, get 'em all up, out they suspenders
With my big bad automag, toe tag
For that meat I'm bottomless I better be glad
I got 'em this, straight, heated glass
Drag a ninja with my pants sagging, gagging
I'm sick music made, sicker than a pit in shit
I'm with Sicx, Tall Can and Fig
Dicks big, got you fiending for the sickness, Swartzanigga
Green weed gets me tremendous
Juicy clits get me tremendous
Loose lips get me tremendous
Swartzanigga an you know I'm in this
My nigga Sicx he got me in this
Tall Can, I told ya I'm in this
My nigga Fig, I'm glad you in this
I put that on my mama I'm a make my grip
Swartzanigga, all the way to represent
Ya know, it's the way we gonna do it
Nine-seven, an forever, can't even stop it
Can't even knock our hustle 'cause we're tremendous
An ya best believe that
Swartzanigga, that's right give it to ya here
Mr. Can and I'm out
Writer(s): Kevin Mann
- AZLyrics
- B
- Brotha Lynch Hung Lyrics
album:
"The Appearances" (2002)
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