LOOSE CANON GANG 歌词

歌曲	LOOSE CANON GANG
歌手	Styles Infinite
专辑	California
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	作曲 : Andrew Lane
	作词 : Isaac Anthony Rodarte
	Today’s modern mathematics and cadacisome makes spirits from the afterlife walk up and talk to um, Infinite can speak to the um.
	When I do that it puts my brain in a knot, & it will not stop, hey invincible man do me a favor, hand me my glock, shoes, & my socks.
	My vision is blocked, Holding a shot to my own noggin, Bite off Your ankles while I’m stranded up on Gilligan's Island.
	That was the delegate set for the 1st
	Stripe, I’m not leaving Cali tonight,
	What do you know about walking away, when my personality strikes most as harsh.
	They still mad cause I used stun guns and poisoned darts, I pillage their land no different from what they did to ours ours.
	We those, Big Bad, Rap Superstars, if you running in my city of Long Beach, You won't get far, pretty, pitty, better mark your treasure map, we gon eat.
	They don’t call me Styles Infinite for nothing, now for my speech, Ahhh, rubes cube from my head, back to my feet upp, my advice to you is you is just to re-up.
	Wipe these pea-ones, worthless fe-on’s
	(Hook)
	Got those beats for your ears, those buckets for your tears, that Ink that never smears, The chieftain with a spear,The lock without the chain, The Head without a brain, Infinite, Obscene, Rooks, Loose Cannons Gang.
	Got those beats for your ears, those buckets for your tears, that Ink that never smears, The chieftain with a spear,The lock without the chain, The Head without a brain, Infinite, Obscene, Rooks, Loose Cannons Gang.
	We better hang them upside down till that they bleed da, don’t mess my meal up, This is a job for the Chocta peacock.
	He wouldn’t partake with me, all he wanted was bones for his spear, knives to split open his deers.
	Living the blackest plague of them all, demons on my back, they refuse, to keep pressing, just won’t come off, I’m really hoping the my head topples off.
	Respect for my body, how's that supposed to happen, when you have Bipolar, keep all your theocracy, & philosophy, & Hypothesis.
	Keep them all To yourself, I’ll bomb like a stealth, with one of my hands attached to the inside of your mouth, that's what I’m about.
	I deemed and pleaded with you, but all you did was continue to stand, shake your head, and plead with your hands.
	I spotted somebody with a Swazi, slit their throat, hoped in my mozzie.
	This is constructive criticism him, if you pulled up to the party right on time, then you won’t leave with holes your body.
	(Hook)
	Got those beats for your ears, those buckets for your tears, that Ink that never smears, The chieftain with a spear,The lock without the chain, The Head without a brain, Infinite, Obscene, Rooks, Loose Cannons Gang.
	Got those beats for your ears, those buckets for your tears, that Ink that never smears, The chieftain with a spear,The lock without the chain, The Head without a brain, Infinite, Obscene, Rooks, Loose Cannons Gang.

	zuo qu : Andrew Lane
	zuo ci : Isaac Anthony Rodarte
	Today' s modern mathematics and cadacisome makes spirits from the afterlife walk up and talk to um, Infinite can speak to the um.
	When I do that it puts my brain in a knot, it will not stop, hey invincible man do me a favor, hand me my glock, shoes, my socks.
	My vision is blocked, Holding a shot to my own noggin, Bite off Your ankles while I' m stranded up on Gilligan' s Island.
	That was the delegate set for the 1st
	Stripe, I' m not leaving Cali tonight,
	What do you know about walking away, when my personality strikes most as harsh.
	They still mad cause I used stun guns and poisoned darts, I pillage their land no different from what they did to ours ours.
	We those, Big Bad, Rap Superstars, if you running in my city of Long Beach, You won' t get far, pretty, pitty, better mark your treasure map, we gon eat.
	They don' t call me Styles Infinite for nothing, now for my speech, Ahhh, rubes cube from my head, back to my feet upp, my advice to you is you is just to reup.
	Wipe these peaones, worthless feon' s
	Hook
	Got those beats for your ears, those buckets for your tears, that Ink that never smears, The chieftain with a spear, The lock without the chain, The Head without a brain, Infinite, Obscene, Rooks, Loose Cannons Gang.
	Got those beats for your ears, those buckets for your tears, that Ink that never smears, The chieftain with a spear, The lock without the chain, The Head without a brain, Infinite, Obscene, Rooks, Loose Cannons Gang.
	We better hang them upside down till that they bleed da, don' t mess my meal up, This is a job for the Chocta peacock.
	He wouldn' t partake with me, all he wanted was bones for his spear, knives to split open his deers.
	Living the blackest plague of them all, demons on my back, they refuse, to keep pressing, just won' t come off, I' m really hoping the my head topples off.
	Respect for my body, how' s that supposed to happen, when you have Bipolar, keep all your theocracy, philosophy, Hypothesis.
	Keep them all To yourself, I' ll bomb like a stealth, with one of my hands attached to the inside of your mouth, that' s what I' m about.
	I deemed and pleaded with you, but all you did was continue to stand, shake your head, and plead with your hands.
	I spotted somebody with a Swazi, slit their throat, hoped in my mozzie.
	This is constructive criticism him, if you pulled up to the party right on time, then you won' t leave with holes your body.
	Hook
	Got those beats for your ears, those buckets for your tears, that Ink that never smears, The chieftain with a spear, The lock without the chain, The Head without a brain, Infinite, Obscene, Rooks, Loose Cannons Gang.
	Got those beats for your ears, those buckets for your tears, that Ink that never smears, The chieftain with a spear, The lock without the chain, The Head without a brain, Infinite, Obscene, Rooks, Loose Cannons Gang.

	zuò qǔ : Andrew Lane
	zuò cí : Isaac Anthony Rodarte
	Today' s modern mathematics and cadacisome makes spirits from the afterlife walk up and talk to um, Infinite can speak to the um.
	When I do that it puts my brain in a knot, it will not stop, hey invincible man do me a favor, hand me my glock, shoes, my socks.
	My vision is blocked, Holding a shot to my own noggin, Bite off Your ankles while I' m stranded up on Gilligan' s Island.
	That was the delegate set for the 1st
	Stripe, I' m not leaving Cali tonight,
	What do you know about walking away, when my personality strikes most as harsh.
	They still mad cause I used stun guns and poisoned darts, I pillage their land no different from what they did to ours ours.
	We those, Big Bad, Rap Superstars, if you running in my city of Long Beach, You won' t get far, pretty, pitty, better mark your treasure map, we gon eat.
	They don' t call me Styles Infinite for nothing, now for my speech, Ahhh, rubes cube from my head, back to my feet upp, my advice to you is you is just to reup.
	Wipe these peaones, worthless feon' s
	Hook
	Got those beats for your ears, those buckets for your tears, that Ink that never smears, The chieftain with a spear, The lock without the chain, The Head without a brain, Infinite, Obscene, Rooks, Loose Cannons Gang.
	Got those beats for your ears, those buckets for your tears, that Ink that never smears, The chieftain with a spear, The lock without the chain, The Head without a brain, Infinite, Obscene, Rooks, Loose Cannons Gang.
	We better hang them upside down till that they bleed da, don' t mess my meal up, This is a job for the Chocta peacock.
	He wouldn' t partake with me, all he wanted was bones for his spear, knives to split open his deers.
	Living the blackest plague of them all, demons on my back, they refuse, to keep pressing, just won' t come off, I' m really hoping the my head topples off.
	Respect for my body, how' s that supposed to happen, when you have Bipolar, keep all your theocracy, philosophy, Hypothesis.
	Keep them all To yourself, I' ll bomb like a stealth, with one of my hands attached to the inside of your mouth, that' s what I' m about.
	I deemed and pleaded with you, but all you did was continue to stand, shake your head, and plead with your hands.
	I spotted somebody with a Swazi, slit their throat, hoped in my mozzie.
	This is constructive criticism him, if you pulled up to the party right on time, then you won' t leave with holes your body.
	Hook
	Got those beats for your ears, those buckets for your tears, that Ink that never smears, The chieftain with a spear, The lock without the chain, The Head without a brain, Infinite, Obscene, Rooks, Loose Cannons Gang.
	Got those beats for your ears, those buckets for your tears, that Ink that never smears, The chieftain with a spear, The lock without the chain, The Head without a brain, Infinite, Obscene, Rooks, Loose Cannons Gang.

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