Thee Tom Hardy

Take 'em To...
Dill pickle in a pickle sack 40 in a paper bag Coke and a porno mag Baby girl threw me away Well ain't I the trash Still waking up with an empty bottle and a hangover to go with it (Punk Rock) Cigarette money and loose change I'm over the limit (Pork Chops)... hand on my ribs made my sideburn I got my blinkers on these motherfuckers it's my turn [Yelawolf:] My Chevrolet is still on the street man And I rock no chain on my billfold Cat this philly for real though (Alabama Dope) Still grow Still grow Still show Still know I cut the game open with a dull blade So I can hear Alabama say "addaway" If I can spell it out then it won't be the same Allergic to these Lame actors and these Letras de cancionesAnti-car bitch rappers Hip hop is like milk in a... Easy does it, Like cranking a 2-50 with an everready My path finder's a rusted machete Are you ready? [?] [Chorus:] All these people at these shows Can I let you know what we're here for? Take them home take em to Cuban girls get dictated in my regime Strictly dirty filthy but finna be richy rich we Rhymes who kill time and bust tracks So we bust rats like B Boys bust gats shit We're the type of people who don't bury the axe It's the yela and hardy for all you kenneths and barbies Over the industry sorry if you think it's alarming And 9th wonder's on the trizzack Rappers take it to Mars and we fixin to bring this bitch back To the states cause we hate outer space Battlin me like Asian food you'll get ate dog [Chorus] Green magic Only one MC has it Simply dazzling how I'm doing music with such a passion Never had seen anybody with this fashion Been so loud it's painful you need aspirin (Ow!) Download this and rock it around campus See me in the sky It's a bird it's a plane No no no it's Tom bout to swoop down on the game Hey, it's summery outside Hardy gets defeated by none of these little guys Everybody knowin I'm stayin in this lane You better not complain I'm just doing my thing We're just doing for y'all We're just making it bang Parking real far away Saving the super loose fruity loops for rainy days [Chorus] From Letras Mania