Swollen Members Lyrics
Swollen Members Lyrics
"Rpm Lyrics"
Small Town Lyrics
You get no kick out of champagne Things make you sick by staying the same So lame And if you think that you know everybody And if it seems inspiration is gone Days when it feels like nothing can turn you on Open your eyes to the life in this small town How many times you've been leaving? Oh ye
You get no kick out of champagne Things make you sick by staying the same So lame And if you think that you know everybody And if it seems inspiration is gone Days when it feels like nothing can turn you on Open your eyes to the life in this small town How many times you've been leaving? Oh ye
(Iriscience)
Aiyyo actions reactions, addition subtraction
Crew split the factions, split the fractions
E-mail celly talk two-way faxes
Rap bold is love just ask the axis, relax
Listen to what your ears say
Don't believe the hear-say, or a beer say
You fuckin' with entrepreneurs and rhyme wars
Marked up passports and world-wide tours
But still bangin' out of cars I'm sure
All the heads that cop our shit romp the tour
You kick a little something but the crowd want more
I kick a smorgasbord, that could feed the poor
I learn to spit raps, brace for kick back
And drip wax, some of the illest on slip m
Out There Lyrics
Well outside the rain falls down And there’s a pool of mirrored streetlights on the ground And it’s the evening after the night before When my mind is knocking on my door But I’m pretty sure there’s nobody at home. And I’m trying to leave everything That I used to do Trying to save s
atsWell outside the rain falls down And there’s a pool of mirrored streetlights on the ground And it’s the evening after the night before When my mind is knocking on my door But I’m pretty sure there’s nobody at home. And I’m trying to leave everything That I used to do Trying to save s
Cy Young pitchin', catch the transmission
Swollen Membership on a Cali to Van mission.
(Chorus:Iriscience)
Passport stamped up at the station
Through customs through immigration
The sign reads welcome to your nation
We come to bring the celibration.
(Prevail)
The war on paper, bongs and smoke vapours
Blowin' up and out, goin' up a belt
Watch the formula, shadows and corridors
We haven't slept yet, my eyes are bloodshot
And when the drums drop, that's the fun part
Stare and snipe you out here at the street fight
Let the beat ride black market midnight
Attack a stack of vamps like a
St. Louie Lyrics
(Chorus: repeat 2X) Mmmmm you can find me in St. Louie Where the gun play ring all day (nanana) Some got jobs and some sell yea' Others just smoke and fuck all day I'm from the home of Red Fox, Ced the Entertainer Jettin off with Brian Cox, I'll see ya later Maybe not cuz I got somethin hot pit fight
So many bones get broken in the rib shack
That's where I live at, yo watch the kick back
RPMs back seats and engine blocks
I got my tale pipe stuck up in a glove box
All our songs rock, duck the Molotov
Clear bottle, call the dogs off
At the borders, and at the air ports
We shoot straight and know exactly what to aim for.
(Chorus:Iriscience) (x2)
(Mad Child)
Aiyyo it's spread like a virus, Mad Prev and Iris (Iriscience)
Never ask if you can dig it like Cyrus
Shadow boxin' got a killer silhouette
Even when we open crowd be like they rock the illest set
Feel us yet? You romper room ra
Ain't catchin' half the shit I say until the mornin' after
This shit is evil on pars don't have to play it backwards
This was made from stacks of cash from underneath my mattress
But most of y'all are just a bunch of fuckin' actors
Flexible suckin' your own dick for practice, actors
If I can't get a chance to put my claim on it
You smoked about a thousand pounds with my name on it
Free medical and dental plan
I'm on six figures bitch you drive a rental van
Smokin' weed in coffee shops, stripper sucked for dough
Talk to me about the border I'm like fuck you bro.
(Chorus:Iriscience) (x4)
(Chorus: repeat 2X) Mmmmm you can find me in St. Louie Where the gun play ring all day (nanana) Some got jobs and some sell yea' Others just smoke and fuck all day I'm from the home of Red Fox, Ced the Entertainer Jettin off with Brian Cox, I'll see ya later Maybe not cuz I got somethin hot
So many bones get broken in the rib shack
That's where I live at, yo watch the kick back
RPMs back seats and engine blocks
I got my tale pipe stuck up in a glove box
All our songs rock, duck the Molotov
Clear bottle, call the dogs off
At the borders, and at the air ports
We shoot straight and know exactly what to aim for.
(Chorus:Iriscience) (x2)
(Mad Child)
Aiyyo it's spread like a virus, Mad Prev and Iris (Iriscience)
Never ask if you can dig it like Cyrus
Shadow boxin' got a killer silhouette
Even when we open crowd be like they rock the illest set
Feel us yet? You romper room ra
She Got The Goldmine (I Got The Shaft) Lyrics
Well, I guess it was back in ’63 When eatin’ my cookin’ got the better of me, So I asked this little girl I was goin’ with to be my wife. Well, she said she would, so I said “I do”. But I’da said I wouldn’t if I’da just knew How sayin’ “I do” was gonna screw up all of my life! <
ppersWell, I guess it was back in ’63 When eatin’ my cookin’ got the better of me, So I asked this little girl I was goin’ with to be my wife. Well, she said she would, so I said “I do”. But I’da said I wouldn’t if I’da just knew How sayin’ “I do” was gonna screw up all of my life! <
Ain't catchin' half the shit I say until the mornin' after
This shit is evil on pars don't have to play it backwards
This was made from stacks of cash from underneath my mattress
But most of y'all are just a bunch of fuckin' actors
Flexible suckin' your own dick for practice, actors
If I can't get a chance to put my claim on it
You smoked about a thousand pounds with my name on it
Free medical and dental plan
I'm on six figures bitch you drive a rental van
Smokin' weed in coffee shops, stripper sucked for dough
Talk to me about the border I'm like fuck you bro.
(Chorus:Iriscience) (x4)