Many strange things happen in a studio while the mic is live

Yo, yo, yo, yo, get crackin'
It's the one an' only Buc-mutha-fuckin' Fifty
Up here from L.A. to Van, all the way back to murderville
I got a license to kill
An' as for these bitches on the street...
You can love my sex, but y'all feel my death appeal
Yes, it's real, Buc-fuckin'-Fifty

I'm young an' deadly, that real nigga you pretend to be
Armed heavily, quick on the draw, yet level headed G
Fuck sensitivity, I ain't gentle be

I'm head buttin', pump muthafuckin' niggas for frontin'
Shakin' on the ground, chokin' on they own blood an'
Make your nose bone fuck your brains when I'm buggin'
Then I just laugh like I was playin' the dozens
'cause you can't do me nothin', this lifestyle's my custom
How I function as a man from a munchkin
I keep thumpin', run with a shady bunch an'
We was murderville, when the vernin was money earnin'
Gettin' money like the Persians, cross the country burnin'
Anything movin', any corner that we turnin'
And knowledge ain't one thing that I'm concerned with
Deadly, hand speeders why your niggas can't stand me
Come through an' reject your shit like Marcus Camby
I hear no excuses, make sure you understand me,
Almost doesn't count my nigga, ask Brandy

Full house, royal flush, what you holdin'?!
You'll be foldin', fuckin' with Swollen
Queens get jacked by the king of spades
Buc Fifty, Mad Child, Prev Won, poker face

Full house, royal flush, what you holdin'?!
You'll be foldin', fuckin' with Swollen
Queens get jacked by the king of spades
Buc Fifty, Mad Child, Prev Won, poker face

I'm a razor blade, the face of time, you crossed the line
Now when you cut a path, don't cross mine
It's strange though, devil with the face of an angel
Braveheart in battle, still chase rainbows
Scorpion King has slowly returned
Purified by pain, we survive burns
Bitch so stupid, got your thong on wrong
I'm a Saigon bomb with my 5-arm on
I ball with this flawless lawlessness
3 stars, rest of y'all are astrologists
College kids download these songs
An' acknowledge their shock
Or rock bottom, with a high alcohol tolerance
Skin stay thick, now duck 'cause you fuckin' suck you trick

Full house, royal flush, what you holdin'?!
You'll be foldin', fuckin' with Swollen
Queens get jacked by the king of spades
Buc Fifty, Mad Child, Prev Won, poker face

Full house, royal flush, what you holdin'?!
You'll be foldin', fuckin' with Swollen
Queens get jacked by the king of spades
Buc Fifty, Mad Child, Prev Won, poker face

You know you shouldn't gamble with things you can't handle
Horrid, morbid, speakin' leakin' fluid
If he can do it, then why can't I?
'Cause he can't fly, he stays grounded
Safe to say I'm 'bout it
When it comes time to turn it out, it's my specialty
Effortlessly destined to death we all is
There's marijuana in my piss
This life is twisted, kiss the distance
Welcome to hitsville, shit still bangs at the snake pit gang
I'll boa constrict ya, stick to dial are the differs
Leave ya stiff, ya no-go, deader than dodo
Plus I look good in photos, hittin' locals
Battleaxe soldier, you homo-erectus
City to city, Tokyo to Soho
They expect us, ? ain't us,
Poison tusk, dawn til dusk
We bust enough of this good stuff to smack your lips, if you riff
Peace to Lif, my release date on the streets will never shift
'Cause beats are gifts, I rock them well, drop the ill
Talk to myself, walk an' kill the space and fill the holes with mace
Grey the skies, grace your place with my presence and draw the line
It's clobberin' time, like I'm made of stone
It's my thing, you can swing while we rock the phones

Full house, royal flush, what you holdin'?!
You'll be foldin', fuckin' with Swollen
Queens get jacked by the king of spades
Buc Fifty, Mad Child, Prev Won, poker face

Full house, royal flush, what you holdin'?!
You'll be foldin', fuckin' with Swollen
Queens get jacked by the king of spades
Buc Fifty, Mad Child, Prev Won, poker face
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Poker Face Lyrics

Swollen Members – Poker Face Lyrics