Southern Accent Lyrics - Merry Go Round - Delinquent Habits

Southern Accent 

(I.Martin/ D.Thomas/ A.Martinez) 

Verse 1 

Sure as the hurra smoke buddha after searchin your ride 

Sure as you ain't even tripin cause they lettin you slide 

I'm gonna let you feel what's within Ives 

Why don't you listen if you trippin I ain't bablin high 

Of course I show nuff cause people count on me 

I've worn Adidas on the same stage as D.M.C 

I smoke nugs flown magic rugs hung with thugs 

Show love if this here's dove you dreamed of 

Add 1 plus 2 somos tres fillin the place 

With a cold style funky to death use a space 

Only skin that won't be tatted will be my face 

And I'll be ridin my life to the death at own pace 

Good luck long life blessed senses walk in the light 

Absorbin positive tonight me know me won't lose fight 

So kick bad thoughts fuera fiestas en fuego 

Rolas for your cara funky like de-e-oh... 

Chorus 2X 

When we step into the place y'all know what's happening 

Ain't nobody trippin on the Southern Accent 

Hour and a quarter we rock the mic 

South of the border like is that alright? 

Verse 2 

Now I've been all around the world Japan to Amsterdam 

Argentina Uruguay Chile Brazil and still 

I stay paid value every dollar made 

I'm emergin from the depths of the realm where I've stayed 

Cuando entro entro chueco y ya te dije me conocen 

El Delinquente que no repite tumbo casa 

Dejo testigo sin hiridos para que cuenten toda la historia en su gloria 

Tres chosen tres hostin tres scorchin mic's 

With some SL 12's in abundance 

The one armed bandit with the lyrical air raids 

Bombas rolas can you maintain? 

Smoked filled pits no glamour no glitz 

Got the funky Latin grammar over funky Latin hits 

Everytime I spit surely the crowd is gettin lit 

Yes y'all stand tall and losen bricks on the wall 

Chorus 

Verse 3 

I just wanna little sontin to light 

It's a good nite tonight for y'all avoid fight 

Please take what I'm sayin in tight and feel right 

Chinky eyed and high givin em feelin a new sight 

Now that eyes ain't blind I'm gon help find 

A way to put y'all mind in time to feel mine 

I hit the stage sportin sneakers chelas and guayaberas 

Cual quiera que quiera D.H. does it bette for chedder forever 

Gueras in the front chonies wetter and wetter 

Tranquilo take my time on every word to the letter 

That little lush kinda blush everytime that I bust 

And later on she wantin papi for the way that I thrust 

So go ahead and dawn armor 

Hit you with the good karma 

Breaka breaka mr. police me no want drama 

Don't want no loud bangs palos or cold shanks 

Keep away me with them wrist chains and cell clanks 

Chours