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BRKF$T CLUB : The Fellowship Feat Calez, Fonz-E Mak, Johnny St. Cloud, Julian Malone, LeGit, Sani & UG lyrics

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BRKF$T CLUB lyrics : "The Fellowship Feat Calez, Fonz-E Mak, Johnny St. Cloud, Julian Malone, LeGit, Sani & UG"

[Julian Malone]
Enter this %#@! epic
Pleasant but a weapon

Straight killing leaving a messing
On ^!$$%s ipod's who checking for it
And losers who less and boasting

About how they best and doper
Than me and my squadron?
$#&@ ya'll we the awesomeness, whoa

Ask'em what it cost em' it

Shouldn't be nothing just a bunch of money we offering
^!$$%s be fronting steady be stuntin' on bout how raw they is
^!$$% you serious we killing %#@! ^!$$% period

Stop you $#&@in' delirious

[Fonz-E Mak]

Uh, that's that confusion
That's followed back with a bruising
A bigger word is contusion

A couple cuts leave you oosin
I'm loosing my sense of patience
It's wasting away

Caping crusader
Who save you wack $$# [Jax] who lacking a [Daxter]

[Johnny St. Cloud]
Spazzing on you [email protected]$(s
Rapping on you nappy head hooligan $$# rappers

I think you need a class or a session
Cause y'all ^!$$%s ain't messing with this newness
You stupid for even thinking I ain't make all of this cool %#@!

Sometimes the mission be impossible when your battling defeat

That's why I got two crews
Like I'm traveling at sea
Cause Renaissance is the nation 2008ighties the team

And I'ma make it rain supreme
Like Wolf Haley's favorite dream nah' mean

[Julian Malone]
My team body
Every record straight disrespecting

Y'all P U S S Y's no sorry
I be...
Feeling high when I rhyme

Like I just climbed mountain Everest
And took elevendy totes of irene
I sing, whatever my heart and mind brings

Ya'll lean towards whatever's dope now you hypebeast
Die please

[Fonz-E Mak]
Man gone do it just cause we asked you to
You dead yet?

Cause we the ones who gone go from local to global
We so loco with vocals
And delivery and flow so insane they calling us postal boy

Decided long ago that rhyming is the only road
I'm making sure nobody sleeping on me less they comatose
Never been a friend of beef Criss Angel with the spitting g

That's why all my enemies disappearing like Kennedys


Soon as they drive by that grassy knoll
I'm in that schoolbook depository
Now you know

Metaphorically of course cause well
Its Mr. nasty flow
Hungry like Kobe with a nappy fro

That's why my hat be low
Because im Danny Ocean they think I can't get a deal now
Cause I don't dress flashy you saying I don't appeal now?

How you [email protected]$)gots trying judge me?
The $#&@ is you Uncle Phil now?
You nothing but a magnet to ^!$$%s that pull the steal out


Pop them ^!$$%s and peal out, uurrrrrkk
Floor it until the $#&@ing tires start to squeal out, skuuurrtt
Visit my psychiatrist and tell her I ain't on, dirrrt
(*##$ say I'm lying denying the fact
A $#&@ing tyrant infact

Sold my crack to tracks and now you (*##$es is buying it back
Showed that ageusia how it taste now they dying for that
Pause for the lions of raps
King of the jungle running the rally
I'm sickly killing the valley

You Ricky up in the alley, run

[Johnny St. Cloud]
So it's no more Mr. Nice Guy, good evening mu$#&@ers'
All you mama boys can try, so good luck you mother lovers

And suckers and losers
Posers and Boozers
You just gone cruise for bruisin'
So stop playing pick and choose when I ain't got %#@! to lose
But hella got %#@! to prove
Who the $#&@ is you tryna' move

To Rumplestilskins ain't even nowhere to close to the crew

[Julian Malone]
Really think you doper than ju huh?
^!$$% that's too tough
You stank you bum dude butt
Just get a job be a uncle Tom let me spit fye

Julian Malone landed and did his damage bye

L's still in this (*##$
Yes I'm still rapping
All you other crews is like
What the $#&@ happened?

[Fonz-E Mak]
Boy what the hell happened im
Back with a bag of flows
Sour kids got a patch of those
But im after the cabbage bro
Never be in third place

Not me, No way

Jose, fifth of that Harald like I'm from Norway
$#&@ the forbes base
You can tell'em all Im broke $$# ^!$$% gang mu$#&@a' and I'm bout to hit a stain (*##$

Broke $$# ^!$$% gang (*##$
We just pulling yo dame (*##$
She bussing like a smith and wesson
And yo dumb $$# talking bout getting hitch
Treat you like a turn over
We'll put you out the %#@!

Nine months to some pregnant cunts
Ho im straight out this (*##$
Shorty be killing my family jewels
Holocaust Auschwitz
See my pockets is out of paper she have to settle for plastics
You get no $$# at all blue balls
You are professor Draken
I'm dragging rapping drag queens out in angry dad fashions ^!$$%

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