Approximate Detonation Lyrics - Singles - Poetic Ammo

*LANDSLYDE* 

Ammo check one triple to the barrel gun 

Loading the ammo now ready and done 

Pull the trigger glack glack ain't a mic check 

Run run Ammunition check 

Enemies hunt you down like a predator 

Sniper piper sharpshooter 

Yes it's a foulplay head got no price 

Point Blanc dribbling between your eyes 

Showina throwina killina Ammunition 

Doina throwina killina Poetic on a mission 

Hardcore mission 

Chorus 

Ammunition check it up 

When my homies got my back you better step up step up now 

Ammunition check it up 

We ain't through with your crew so get up get up now 

Repeat * 2 

*C.LOCO* 

Check the Ammo , Comin to expose those who pose now 

Buckin all the jokers , out to mow you down 

Suckers thought that they were big 

They came they screwed up the game like pigs 

Now they wanna try to hang with the Ammo 

You ain't even shit to me so buck off and lay low 

Like a movie (straight from the tv) 

They pose they act say cheese to the big screen 

4 and 5 and 3 and 2 

Ammo's in effect punk watcha gonna do 

We're comin straight out like a big fat clan 

For you to see your crew crash now you understand 

Break 

And if you gimme that shit (Pump pump the ass) 

And if you gimme that shit (Pump pump the ass) 

And if you gimme that shit (Pump pump the ass) 

And if you gimme that shit (Pump pump the ass) 

*POINT BLANC* 

Ammunition check rat-tat-tat like this and that 

Coz when I'm pullin' triggers all the posers droppin' down flat 

Rhymin' and rippin' I'll be tearin' and kickin' your crew 

Dribblin' on the rhymes that is somethin' you can't do 

POP POP Poetic Ammo's in effect 

For you to see macks yer' better watch your damn backs 

SPLAT That's the kind of sound when all yer' homies hit the ground 

Coz' Ammo's risin' in the scene yer damn freakin' clowns 

Rage all over as I am rhymin' on stage 

Ammo is the name and we're rappers of the new age 

(Showina throwina killina Ammunition 

Doina throwina killina Poetic on a mission 

) 

Hardcore mission) 

Chorus * 2 

*C.LOCO* 

Rich kids talkin' bout the buckin' dope ghetto 

No use if you don't know how to flow 

As I'm flowin' slowly I'm goin' 

To the next beat on my feet as movin' 

*POINT BLANC* 

POP POP Poetic Ammo's in effect 

For you to see macks yer' better watch your damn backs 

*YOGI B* 

When I'm packin it, stackin it back to the back yo people get up 

ah do you relly know I'ma pakin it up 

real smooth nuttin'a rough 

me baby girl come tell me is it enough 

takita, takita tom with a boom I rattling and shaking the room 

something strange whenever i'm on the microphone 

check it from your neck up 

my ammo's poetic poser better back up, 

Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up now! 

Chorus * 2