Bodega Brovas - Les Warning lyrics

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Bodega Brovas - Les Warning lyrics

(Keynote's Verse) Name a mother f**er cooler, not new or old schooler Raised in them ways , slick like Rick the ruler If on stage you lack an act, from the earth well move ya No need to pull your tool ya, best pray God improves ya Come on now, don't be a looser did I loose ya? It's evident you lack intelligence so I'll excuse ya From the table, F-n with Bodega could be fatal And wreck your life like a wife that's mentally unstable Raps Clark Gable, mother f**in charm! Every days like prom with a breeze on my arm Intentions dirty, like em all from slim to curvy Captain of the a** cabin conversations pervy Have your crotch talkin dirty, screaming lord have mercy Elite with my meat, go deep like a Rakim verse be Back off if your thirsty, no mercy coming your way That's sixteen bars of talkin sh**, now let the hook play ayyyy (Headkrack's verse) Knight Rider black whip, KITT "shut the f** up" Friend to the out cast, foe to the stuck up In the gym getting cut up like Razor Rudduck Discovered, that the lyrics that I write could help hip hop recover Roll with the Brothers like Kim K Rakim, Kane brain frame like Ving Rhames Bring dames to the casbah, no cash bar You breathing okay but you have no Asssss ma Double vision on collision with my destiny The wolf gang of hell's kitchen wit the recipe Me the referee, I call the foul out You'll knock a owl out before you figure my style out You about a mile out, I'm crossing the finish line "Excuse me Michael" Quiet KITT it's dinner time Eat the cake and I'm taking the crumbs Fonzarelli sh**, bad chicks and high thumbs (Tavii's Verse) Delusions of Grandeur filled to the brim You basic muthaf**as need to put down the pen Your stuck inside a box no bigger than your circle of friends And you're circling them for yes and amens Hallelujah...simple simpletons the buzz just ain't worthy if it comes from within Step outside the frame go for more than local fame Inflame the same and flush em out your lane Reclaim the terrain that was gifted by the last Shatter all the gla** no reflection looking back Egos will be Bruised and that's a matter of fact We look it in the eyes and we k** it were it's at A Molotov co*ktail to burn up all the trash It's a shame wasting liquor but will do it and will laugh Please your hesitation were giggling from within Take our time with your heartbeat until that s**a ends. Fin

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