Frukwan lyrics

Artist  : Frukwan 
Song : Frukwan



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 f/ Maraj



[Chorus 4X: Frukwan (Maraj]

Frukwaaaaan.... (ah-ahhh...)



[Frukwan]

Yo, check it..

My body feels, set the wreck, disconnect, heads
from neck

Crossin' bones, raid ya home, fuck you thugs and
Al Capones

Go against me, G? Bring a fuckin' military, G

I drop bombs and shit, made to spit, plastered
it, blastin' it

Rapid fire gladiator, who the fuck am I? Next
door neighbor?

The illest pursuit, I'm after ya, crashin' ya,
harassin' ya

Same brother in the store with ya, never thought
that I was stalkin' ya

Scorpion, Kevorkian, same stable that your horse
be in

Skip the dirt, enhance my work, cop my purse,
defend my turf



[Chorus 4X]



[Frukwan]

Yo, I bring chaos, mayhem, crash the wood, rip
the hood

Niggaz can't rock half as good, phony ass go to
Hollywood

My recipe's, destiny, fightin' for my
ancestry

Stand down, admit defeat, catastrophe's,
blasphemy

Now it's a game with toys and feedin' the young
the poison

Frukwan, Black Moses, explode like guns and
roses

Cultivate, amputate, alter states, decapitate

Box you in, lock you in, drain brothers from they
oxygen

What you see, higher degrees, think about before
you step to me



[Chorus 4X]



[Frukwan]

Yo, the crate is deep, smokin' dust, guns that
bust, start to rust

Melt the lead, heads are dread, don't give a
fuck, what you said

Ain't no one protectin' ya, body bags is
collectin' ya

Raid ya crib, crack ya ribs, hold ya whole fam
hostages

Psycho with a rifle, poke your ass full of knife
holes

Attica, massacre, yeah, it's funny when they
laugh at ya

I road dirt in a black hearst, keep a nine in the
black purse

Protector of the sector, the real, the
resurrector

The warlord, the lord of all, bloodshed and
pain

If anyone care to ask, Frukwan, be the name,
yo..



[Chorus 8X]