Leak Bros. Lyrics & Tabs by Cage

Leak Bros.

guitar chords lyrics

Cage

Album : Weatherproof underground hip-hop PlayStop

You mix the blood of Christ with Bruce Campbell plus the Evil Dead
once twice and got a Army of Darkness handle on my heater so
watch your back when I follow the leader don't sweat the technique

or the weed I roll she's seen the low
Donnie Darko still dippin the engines
me and Tame like the crimson guards from different dimensions
convertable tims perverted with ends
manipulation of the truth like my hot verbal leaf friend
shotty in the john I'm like Vincent Vegas fix them haters
while six ho's blow me and a pimp with pissed off gators
Chinatown Dumbledor bootleggin my shit
cuz they sell in the stores what I sell on the net
I got more juice than needle
little Robbie Kenevil skipped across
Rikki Rikki Lake before she did her show on diesel

I got more juice than needle
little Robbie Kenevil skipped across
Rikki Rikki Lake before she did her show on diesel
the steez'll climb from the bag into the book
Listen - I'm out to let them heaters cook like EDP in the kitchen!
look at all the death that's surroundin us
he jumped into my cigarette just to be down with us
bring a chick to the moon if she down to crush
then get back to the planet just to cop a pound of dust
my brain thinks around the ho's in an infinite
running stream of consciousness I could drown in at any minute
leave a shot up duck to die in a dead goose
spidey hits the mary jane and he lets the web loose
swing from bitch to ho like buildings
in the same shirt my pops was killed in
blunt got more juice than 3 dead children
leak brothers blast off then blast for the cake
first to die gets smoked by the crew after the wake
this is our brain on drugs
we get a buzz and write the sickest lyrics ever that was
with the rush of the vanilla dutch pretty much roll it with an intricate dutch
blaze it up and we start thinkin too much
mix the goodie with some backyard boogie to stretch it
listen to records for a message and use various methods
smoke gosha vegas for breakfast
herb got me slurrin my s' makin me restless fresh from off the guest list
look at all the death that's surroundin us
he jumped into my cigarette just to be down with us
bring a chick to the moon if she down to crush
then get back to the planet just to cop a pound of dust

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