Saukrates - Armed & Dangerous lyrics

[Verse 1 - Bobo Phantom] The name's Bobo, I put sixteen in the hearse with a mean verse Grab yo mama submerse headfirst with the bratwurst Hit back, jerk, be the cat that gets slapped first Known to flip a n***a backwards when the Gat burst The typ'a flow, to make your who*e moan, "it's Bobo" Full of rugged hormones, the type to break your jawbone Battle me, i'm lyrically ill, i could k** 30 n***as With my weapons concealed I spit written ammunition with no apparitions I'm driven by collision, i'm a vicious villain filling his Rhythms with venom, to make pigeons listen and say they feel him But wanna k** him while he spittin' derision at women b**h keep talkin' you gonna get your throat slit Choke you til your body stiff and blue like poker chips and roach clips Hold it? is that a strap that n***as holdin? (gunshots) sh** n***a, get to foldin' I'm higher than the Golden Gate's suicide rate Trash emcees get petrified of my mind-state f** with me you get disarrayed and chopped up by the lead spray Catch a backhanded bullet through your membrane Like, it's a nice day, kids play Birds in the trees tweetin' 'til they hear my AK I'm rolling i bring the thunder, make n***as wonder How i make em go "timber" and tumble like lumber It's the mac, i stick it to your back Go "rat-a-tat-tat" and spray your spine all on your slacks I attack, you collapse, i pick up my stacks and relax Then i hop in the booth and murder these tracks I'm a made man, main man like Satan Give me a brain scan, then watch me f** up your game plan k** a n***a for three Ks like the Klan Born playa, bet i get more fish cake than Jay-pan [Outro - Bobo Phantom] Uh.. yeah.. Bobo Phantom With the Exodus Bringing the techs to this... That's how we do it, yo... Bobo Phantom, coming for the ransom So all you b**hes put your hands up... It's the phantom... uh... yeah.. Get that sh** right motherf**er...