Black Moon Lyrics - B-sides & Rarities - Deftones

(So) 

You know what, you can't come floppin' that shit 

If you run up, guess what, I'm stoppin' that shit 

Still can't figure out nothin' or find flaws 

Take the Pauls, better recognize bodies on the lawn 

If you see such, might touch, home is the crutch 

Roll the dutch with the bunch of we never have enough 

Hold steady for the lyrical melee with delicate rhymes 

An alphabetical order of one at a time 

Should we break it up? Welcome the true while you fearin' it 

And lookin' at the youth, whatcha gonna do? They hearin' it 

Don't hate your face, still in the air lookin' at 

You made me twist you up your all crooked now 

Take a step back sucker, you get spit on 

Payback comin' from all of those you shit on 

(Why?) 

Whatcha gonna do? I got mad crew 

You on the camera, guess what? I see you 

(So what?) 

Whatcha gonna do? I got mad crew 

You on the camera, bitch what? I see you 

Check the mic cord every place I roam 

And all the bullshit cease when I pull my chrome 

It's automatic, drastic the way I blow you 

Incredible and unforgettable 

I make you bounce to the rhythm, what counts I hit 'em 

Straight ounce of venom and great amounts of visim 

I'm the psycho lookin' for the prey 

All the way out in the boondocks with the AK on 

(Why?) 

Whatcha gonna do? I got mad crew 

You on the camera, guess what? I see you 

(So what?) 

Whatcha gonna do? I got mad crew 

You on the camera, bitch what? I see you 

The hand on the clock's tickin', the plot thickens 

Times runnin' out, you can't hide from the gat clickin' punk 

Hit the floor rhyme to even the score, people 

We'll be hearin' about the way ya were in folklore 

'Cuz MC's amaze and the people you knew were rippin' up 

Rollin' em up with weed then spliff 'em I got the need 

Say what, what, you want somethin' to pump up 

Jump up just like a record that cut up 

Try to nut up think it's funny 

I'll wrap your ass up like the mummy 

With rhymes, sucka's they run from me 

Wanna get away, that's a better way, ya heard 

(Why?) 

Tell me the word and kilts comin' with poison verbs 

And vocab sucka's be leavin' out on the slab 

(Why?) 

Whatcha gonna do? I got mad crew 

You on the camera, guess what? I see you 

(So what?) 

Whatcha gonna do? I got mad crew 

You on the camera, bitch what? I see you 

Whatcha gonna do? I got mad crew 

You on the camera, guess what? I see you 

(So what?) 

Whatcha gonna do? I got mad crew 

You on the camera, bitch what? I see you 

So what? So what? 

So what? So what?