Song Lyrics Othorized FAM - Whyla Beneen    [Lyrics & Song Text Archive] lyrics archive>> O>> Othorized FAM Singer Lyrics>> Whyla Beneen Song Lyrics Author/Artist/Singer: Othorized FAM Music Title/Track: Whyla Beneen Theme ID: 7244 Album: N/A f/ Cappadonna, Cheesy Rat [Crunch Lo] Take two and hold that, I control that flow The Wild West kid by the name of Crunch Lo With my F.A.M. to the O, got mad styles fo' sho' Huntin' for the dough, on our way we blaze ho's You know's the routine, hold weight like three beams Do it for them niggaz that's locked in State Green Hand-to-hand niggaz that's out to make CREAM Thugged out bitches not scared to serve fiends It's the project hospitilities, enhanced abilities to make it through this jungle of life, yo is you feelin' me? From Barrack to Barrack, weed habits and big ratchets Baggy jeans, big shines and hats on backwards For all y'all cowards, get devoured in my sight Bound to lose stripes if ya shit ain't tight To the Capi-tan who devise the plan If ya cross one of us then ya forced to hand of my heat holders, justifiable bulldozers I told ya, got a few hundred to make ya run it [C-Wiggs] Eh-yo I spawned from the circle of life I got special technique with the mic We ultra-light sound sight It's Beneen, rap extreme, we intervene through the mainline, flash ya cords, show time for crime, 'merica's most divine rhyme terrorists Studio darts, crash ya sound vocalist Marble text, verbal intellects, broken tape decks Two sets of cassettes, with rugged street dialect Bionic, twelve stray bars of slang chronic Break glass with the Armaretta, Scotch with tonic [Cheesy Rat] We plan to make the world stop with this Lockin' this, range long, flame on mic's Minus the ice, non-theatric Match this with wits, don't think sick Don't sip, only dismiss ya battered attempts And in the same breath you claim to represent nonsense We back bombs, ya best respect threats, protect ya torso With no remorse, verbal crossbows get let go Leavin' ya frame touched, no stoppin' my daily cut Wild niggaz holdin' their buildings up, what will deliver us? Livin' is terrible, prints illegible Really they can't afford to come back Pull it to raps, wraps raps in tracks Wild Beneen on, peep the scene, strong, lean on on ho's who choose to oppose, label the foes Step on ya Lug covered toes, look how they rose Dickin' ya farm, my niggaz involved Feelin' ya whole job, memory jog With lyrical bombs, lyrical bars What? [Chorus x4: Lounge Mode] We whyla Beneenian, styla Beneenian "We Wild Beneen on ya whole scene, whole team" -> Crunch Lo [Molly-Q] The verse serial killa, real killa, plot dealers, smoke illa Realest Fortune Wheelers, PaperMate, villians feel us Strangle five-oh, gamble, time to pioneer Leave studio in shambles, swing off the chandeleer Stare down the barrel, narrow bow points with no trace Based upon the facts, you'll change into a screwface Move weight, my chronic laced, find a place Private Session, microphone molestin' Big boy with no Wesson Gats the way to talk, gun-Tommy, break the sidewalk Pager on short, crank my vision on to night hawk Stalk Empire State, the verbal saturate, rape Deserve breaks, from out-of-state, son, you're just a victim Since the rhyme infliction, Othorized diction fiction [Lounge Mode] It's twelve bars a pass, my staff be Gun Ho You know we tug boat on Wild Beneen kids with dumb flows In a smash, then I crash, smoke grass and drink Dash You know I think fast, creep, then I sneak in ya ass With the kids from the Body and Jungle, Pillage and bumble I rumble in so humble, in jelly tracks with the Cisco It's real disco, and go and ask even Trisco Been doin' this with peers since thirteen with Richie Fisco But now I got squads and mobs and honor rods Convoy with fifty cars, a hundred niggaz with steel bars Splash a nigga wig, for real, it's all Camille On to Cheesy Rat, Othorized real, so what the deal? Big guns take the streets in the summer and little shorties runnin' wild, holdin' stacks and dealin' crack to the top runner who's in town, ain't nuttin' changed from the get-down The same shit now, I called my Barracks up in mid-town You know the one that shine that want to antagonize faggot ones Drop dead maggot one, West Barrack twenty-one Cherry heads to Paris, want some? So come and taste mine We erased from danger, ya hold face and skip the gates mine I Wild Beneen on ya whole scene, whole scene And rest in peace to my whole team, whole team [Cappadonna] Whyla Beneeni, styla Beneeni I won't surrender, no I won't never ever forget It's real in the Hill, times is bad like credit Fuck what you heard, kid, I don't wanna splurge I be tryin' to merge, and live life, outside of the picture One time for ya mind, plus two times, I be comin' back to get'cha Nevertheless, fuck the rest of y'all, I got the vest for y'all Still the best for y'all, come one, come all I flood y'all out, my welcome is war out At the crossroads, 'Donna must come tear and explode out of your zip code, fuck a chart, see me lampin' on heart I'm electric, my level is way beyond generic Deep in you like spirit, these Barracks become epic Three ways deeper than regular contraceptive [Chorus x7.5] Related Lyrics Random lyrics: Aint No Sunshine, Amen, Any Ole Way, Chain Gang, Chained And Bound, Champagne And Wine, Cigarettes And Coffee, Come To Me, Day Tripper, Direct Me, Dock Of The Bay (Sittin On), Dont Mess With Cupid, Down in the Valley, Dreams To Remember, Dum-Dum-Dum (Happy Song), Fa Fa, Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa (Sad Song), For Your Precious Love, Free Me, Good To Me, Hard To Handle, Hawg for You, Higher And Higher, Home In Your Heart, I Can See Clearly Now, I Cant Turn You Loose, I Cant Turn You Loose, I Love You More Than Words Can Say, Ill Let Nothing Separate Us, Im A Changed Man, Im Sick Yall, Ive Been Loving You Too Long, Ive Got Dreams To Remember, Ive Been Loving You Too Long, Ive Been Loving You Too Long (To Stop Now), Ive Got Dreams to Remember, Just One More Day, Keep Your Arms Around Me, Knock On Wood, Look at That Girl, Louie, Louie, Love Have Mercy, Love Man, Loving By The Pound, Lucille, Marys Little Lamb, Merry Christmas, Baby, Mr. Pitiful, My Girl, My Lovers Prayer, Other Othorized FAM song Lyrics 2 Sides Lyrics Love Stories Lyrics Too Ill (Remix)Killah Hill District Lyrics Other Artists Otis Lyrics Otis Read Lyrics OTIS REDDING Lyrics Otis Rush Lyrics Ott Lyrics Ottawan Lyrics Otto Waalkes Lyrics Otto Walkes Lyrics Otyg Lyrics Our Dying Youth Lyrics All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners and are strictly for educational purposes only. lyricstrue.net Copyright © 2005-2007 All Rights Reserved., , Privacy policy