Beatmason - Fred Broca lyrics

[Verse 1] Know where we're going? It's a nice little town No infidels here telling kids to settle down You're gonna get a new daddy soon It's taken care of- Bada-bing, bada-boom Strapped in a padded room, plastic surgery Wasn't optional- drastic [?] For eternal allegiance A legion of elite sentries to help you lead pleasantries Huh! And they call us the enemy? But anyone with my face is a friend of me So take a look in the mirror and tell me who's there I'm going to a fair and a**ume there If we catch you in a Cee-Gee T-shirt And you don't know my name- You're gonna be hurt That'll do Didn't mean to rattle you Consider it a battle groove Shut up, and drink your apple juice [Hook] It's Fred Broca I gotcha ?: With light sk**s I be the- ?: Duplicate rap-roller It's Fred Broca The original hair-rocker ?: I went through torture ?: Deadly sounds under author You don't know who you talk ta Your door's locked out ?: Your doubt in tongues, like you're trying to test me [verse 2] And now you're wondering Where the f** your mate went? Yeah, he had an engagement For attitude rearrangement Scanner in the basement Now let's talk about your placement Dental plans, and fully paid vacations on Broca Beach H and R? Tell them to talk to me We pay top-notch fees for jobs well done But failure? Well, son Let's not go there It's no fair to conjugate Dire conjecture upon your fate Just take your papers And be on your way Andale! Working on a way to weather dominate On the crate? Don't be concerned We got a saying: A dead body Is a lesson learned Don't stress the earn Just keep your eyes on the prize And who knows? You might just stay alive [Hook] [end] ?: We need a man for the operation, you know the MO You better act proper f** elopers I take it in the chopper I got the weather dominator Your liver gets chopped up I got the MASS device See you later- ah It's Fred Broca You know who you talk to It's Fred Broca s** my Broca ?: We need a man for the operation, you know the MO It's Fred Broca