Swamp Water Lyrics - Planet Asia

(Mad Child:) 

Calculated cold blooded killer 

A methodical animal of the dusk 

I'll blow the planet to dust 

Hell boy acid drenched 

Dead lift danger 

Born with horns fight it 

I'm the misguided angel 

Touched by tradgedy 

I defy gravity 

Brutal cruel and dark 

So beautifulfy remarkable 

Angry Smirf 

Man I'll kill these giants 

Outnumbered, out flanked 

Yet still we triumph 

Hell's comming for breakfast 

The end has come 

You ain't a gangsta 

You ain't even friends with one 

Got your chain got your watch 

Tryin to act hard 

I'm at my house raking leaves in my backyard 

Baby venom spit flame 

Eat lightning and throw thunder 

You could feel my pain 

I'm the hurricane hunter 

Madchild's the barbarian bent on revenge 

Euphoria, 

Shatter the skulls of doomed warriors 

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(Phil Da Agony:) 

Ink in the bark 

Sharks come circle your block 

Thirsty niggas off the jerky and pot 

Workin' the slots 

45 minutes to Vegas 

We got the old school tan capsules 

With the brown cap Vegas 

Sega Genesis my Xbox extra hard drive 

Fuck around and catch a fat lip 

Like the Pharcyde 

Trigger side we on the hammer side 

Ya'll on the other side 

We the type of guys 

Pride will get you all fucked up 

Stuck in a ditch 

Swole up, reaching for ice 

Son of a bitch 

The more we smoke 

The higher we get 

Ya'll should retire 

Cause I'ma spit fire 

Whenever I'm lit 

Shit happens clean up your act 

The nicest 

Meanest niggas you know 

Getttin' that scratch 

Hittin' it from the back 

Chicks get they tits fixed 

Strong arm steady 

Phil Da Ag we the shit bitch 

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(Planet Asia:) 

Rowdy niggas throw out bows to this 

Snow cone wrist rap independent rap cats 

Rollin' in with big straps 

And you ain't nothing but a faker 

My empire we settin' fires 

To your acres 

Now notify the cake makers 

Pagans 

Celebrate holidays of self hatred 

Controllers of the matrix 

Crack conspirators 

Cocaine distributors 

King of my chamber my language is imperial 

Stereo burials body up you karaoke ass 

Cats with certified ASCAP material 

Them old gangster spirituals is for the Gs and soldiers 

Practicing my scare tactics 

Keeps MC's in yoga 

Just like I keep a bad bitch 

Between the sheets up on me 

Boss like Tony Montana soprano 

Asiatic Black with the attitude of Italians 

My 9-5 is talent 

100% stylin' 

All violent