Live at the Barbeque - 2017 Remastered Version is a Hip hop song by Main Source, released on November 12th 1991 in the album Breaking Atoms (2017 Remastered). It's too hard to act cool all of a sudden. The food is piping hot, the beer is icy cold, the coleslaw's from the deli. Album: other songs Live At The Barbeque.
Writer(s): Kevin Harold Mc Kenzie, Paul Mitchell, Shawn Mc Kenzie Lyrics powered by. Do you like this song? Drinking blood, crunching bones, lust fulfilled. Death and hatred for all women.
My heart is burned, the world is getting blurry. Free life, let's go find it, whatever it is, I run it bay. Cannibals you can't escape. An Asiatic brothers that many rappers envy. Drowned in the lake. Cause I come strong, rather than come at all and not be READY. Still you crave for more flesh. Yo, but I got dough.
Tables made of human bones. Science is dropped, my raps are toxic. When I was 12, I went to Hell for snuffin' Jesus. Testi Lucio Battisti. Pump it up, while the flame is jumping. Forever to roam the earth. Got the rip ripple chips, and onion dip. Was a plate of Barbeque. Testi Eros Ramazzotti. You were here but then you disappeared, like a mirage.
Feasting on the guts. I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle. Say no thanks to useless worries. Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC. I wanna see your burgers burnt.
I move swift and uplift. Mortify the helpless corpse. Demented voices call. Organs, guts torn and thrown. Rigor mortis takes your life. Live at the Barbeque - Main Source. Now, Em fans everywhere can rejoice and enjoy the second new Em project in less than a year. That′s just a bunch of mamba-ja-hambo. The only future that lies ahead of them is the lights from the hearse. Toast your buns on my. Suddenly, you come tome, why. Treat yourself to some meat eat some barbeque. Unearthing a fresh grave.
See them all for yourself below. Stampede the stage I leave the microphone split. Enter to the graveyard. Looking through the lyrics, it's easy to spot Em name-dropping a whole host of rappers he's given props to over the years. She treated me so mean. She licked my platter clean.
Over the last few years, Em's made a habit of name-dropping rappers on his new albums, whether it's for the sake of playfully spitting vemon or to paying tribute to his idol. Pump up the gas grill, get it going ya, gotta get the propane full. As far as brothers are concerned. Stretched on the rack. Yes right, my hand is already extended to you, hope it reaches you. All day, I can only see you, talk to you. Maggots will eat the rest... Ripped in half. My thoughts react, like Steven Spielberg. 'Cause I come strong. Don't let the folks around your way puff your head. Nas - Live at the Barbeque Lyrics. Smoke some thai weed, flow at a high speed. I melt mics 'til the sound wave's over.
We got the Aunt May. And hangin' n***as like the Ku Klux Klan. Por favor, envie uma correção >. Baby, how are you feeling right now? My heart's going back and forth for some reason. Don't send me to heaven. Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind. Featuring Nas Fatal Akinyele. Today, XXL takes a look at every rapper Em name-drops on Music to Be Murdered By - Side B (Deluxe Edition).