Artist: Brotha Lynch Hung f/ D-Dub, Sicx, Tall Can Album: SouthWest Riders Compilation Song: Tremendous Typed by: westside_mobb@hotmail.com (*Verse 1*) Off the rossi twisted, I'm not yo average package Snatch it, too bad ya had to miss it, english keeps me lifted We can take a, one good leg to kick it My walkin til I'm crippled, talkin sick wit it Top of shiznit, til it get noted that I'm liquid Quick we bustin on all you rivals All about survival, liabale, to burn up every bible Cuz ain't no fuckin wit my style, dial 1-800-fuck-it Cuz I'm zoned up out my mind, and based on the notion that it's kill a nigga nine times Sonic boom like Guile, Dr. Doom proper room wit space Cuz I'm off the wall like Michael, Myers, cream like Dryers I is, certified fifty, nifty Won't it be one hella've sight to try an get me Sticky as a gasimist, I be leavin clits with hickeys English go over to mickey's incredible like bitch be tryin to pull sixty-six point sixty Victim full of fish, cook 'em shook 'em like yahtzee I'm mo' hated than a nazi Scorchin Niggaz is my posse, try to stop me (*Chorus*) Brotha Lynch keeps me tremendous Tall Can keeps me tremendous X-Raided keeps me tremendous and these be my brothers an they keep me in this Big Nation keeps me tremendous Capone, and Silouette, keeps me tremendous Annihilation keeps me tremendous Now these is scorchin niggaz an they keep me in this (*Verse 2*) I got some shit to blow my mind, that I juss can't shake, just give me a microphone, a Phonk Beta beat Watch me eat these niggaz up like Jason chasin you through camp pistol lake like a wolf on crank hit the dank, the tank up, put on the make-up an come back to life like Brandon Lee, hit the corner, wit a four-four loner, on a one way trip off that water, Run fo yo life, the mic rock hard I'm fuckin wit no grease no love fo the police watch for the boner, bend over, swig the Olde E The microphone fling, the leather chrome green Left the scene clean, like death on halloween Like a hollow tip, smoke somethin mean built the mic, an the drink one for you an one for me And call me Superflex, cuz like that mic I'm breakin necks Run train tracks, like stand by me, lookin for any dead body, I'm grip like a pitbull, leave yo brain gone like Muhammad Ali, Mista Nightridah's creepin up by the minute, sky's the limit super-duper storm trooper, gotta watch my back like Martin Luther See me comin wit my bright lights out Tremendous, that's what Sicx is all about (*Chorus*) Black flags keeps me tremendous Dickey saggin keeps me tremendous Beleini Way keeps me tremendous Do or die double E, nigga deep up in this Old English keeps me way twisted Tequila lime keeps me way twisted Gets me in the mood to handle unfinished biz-ness Intoxication keeps a nigga in this (*Verse 3*) I mix my gin wit my Olee E, tremendous Hit 'em all up, get 'em all up, out they suspenders with my big bad automag, toe tag for that meet 'em bottomless I betta be glad I got 'em this, straight, heated glass Drag a ninja wit my pants saggin, gaggin I'm sick music made, sicker than a pit in shit I'm wit Sicx, Tall Can and Fig Dicks big, got you fiendin fo the sickness, Swartzenagger Free weed gets me tremendous Juicy clits get me tremendous Loose lips gets me tremendous Swartzenagger an you know I'm in this My nigga six he got me in this Tall Cen, I told ya I'm in this my nigga Fig, I'm glad you in this I put that on my mama I'm a make my grip Swartzen-nigga, all the way to represent ya know, it's the way we gonna do it nine-seven, an forever, fiends is talkin can't even knock our hustle cuz we're tremendous An ya best believe that Swartzen-nigga, that's right give it to ya here Mr. Caine an I'm out