Hostility lyrics

Artist  : Def Squad 
Song : Hostility



 Send "Hostility" Ringtone to your Cell 

 
Yo, yo, yo...

 Ow! motherfucker, sneakin in your backyard ??

 Wit your daughter, naked, ha ha

 What you know about it, what you know about
it

 

 [redman]

 Yo, why you buggin?

 I stick a 16 shot slug in your ear

 Put it to my dick so you hear me comin

 I.c.u. critical, up on a stretcher

 The 45 undresser, put on the pressure

 You need a bulletproof overall suit to protect
your neck up

 You dealin then shuffle the deck up

 Fuck the irs, i'm the nrs

 Nigga revenue service, talico inserter

 Murder, a six letter word to convert a

 Beef you better off flippin beef at fat
burger

 Yo keith, pull out the burner

 (he won't move any further)

 Yeah, tannin your body more than white boy
surfers

 I carry tools like sears surplus

 So when i spit you catch heart murmurs

 Word, you sweeter than cupcakes

 I concentrate to blow blocks where your crew
pump weight

 Each generation, rules the nation

 Rock more spots than a hundred one dalmations

 I'm not a hog i'm a big dog wit big balls

 Lock it down like pit jaws to crenshaw

 Then y'all be like

 He's jiggy like fat bitches wit cellulite

 Chicken might dine like cops

 First of the month these thugs

 Will leave your bones in harmony from the
slug

 I beat pussy down when i'm smokin the la

 Bitches leave the room screamin "oh na na
oh na na"

 

 [erick onassis]

 E dog the mic demolitioner

 The black superhero def squad's the clique, we
rock shit

 Cuz we flossiest

 No thug cats show us often this

 We the boss in this

 Why think of double crossin this

 Your first joint so wack it made me confused,
forget who i be

 I'll catch you eye then, ya heard

 I live the life that's quite chill

 On the hill wit a glass of water and 20 mil

 Believe you me, e

 I got a fresh flow i keep it blazed like dat fo'
sho'

 Some cats are sheisty, so i pack toast

 My name aint next and, y'all too close

 The rap emperor, scorchin hot

 Be the temperature, let's see, think i'm
funny

 I make you laugh goodfella

 I smack you down in front of your fans

 Then watch the show, in the stands, nigga

 Don't fuck around that's what i mean yo

 Def squad comin through again, el nino

 

 [keith murray]

 And why should we listen to you, anyway

 You's a sucker mc wit a sucker dj

 I hit you with the all in the hammer

 Cocksucker, niggas in dc say bammer

 Master thrasher, on a binge for revenge

 Make a hardcore nigga cry when i kill all his
friends

 And force destruction wit my coalition

 Bang a nigga in the chest for frontin when he
should be listenin

 I comes through too true

 Like a half pit, half man, hoo hoo hoo hoo
hoo!

 Shut the fuck up, fuck you part two

 I kill a rock and put a brick in the hospital