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Correct Spumoni Gardens Lyrics
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Correct Spumoni Gardens
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[Intro: Uncle Howie and ILL Bill] Howie: It's good, it's good, making some money illegally, you know, like always Bill: Illegally? Howie: Always [Verse 1: Q-Unique] This is target practice Guerilla warfare black market tactics Biblical secret scrolls hidden in the federal building Uncover the mystery with meddling children [Verse 2: ILL Bill] Devilish villains, a violation, entire nations rise, tides are changing Annihilation of the sky when my mind is racing I place a cruise of calm in the white station Vibrations through my arm when the nine's blazing [Verse 3: Q-Unique] It’s mine's for the taking, I point the snub nose Pull out the bamboo, homie, and get your drugs rolled The bundle of dimes hit the corner with the stash I’m in front of the line like the shortest in the class [Verse 4: ILL Bill] Get the torture goons with caps, crews attack with the Uzi clap Swiss-cheese you up, make you do a foolish dance My nine will make you lambada, my pistol make you do the limbo My Mac-11 make you do the windmill [Verse 5: Q-Unique] It’s simple, I’m with Slippin’ Jimmy scheming on the cash Wear a mask made for skiing demons armed with gats Wanna cosplay and slay with the steel? I’m a real Rocksteady against the Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D [Verse 6: ILL Bill] Satan is real, Lucifer’s a shooter, put a bullet in your Buddha Kill your idol with the Ruger and a little humor Get a hollow but creep stealthily, away to Cuba Drink a bottle of chemotherapy and spit a tumor [Verse 7: Q-Unique] Spread a rumor about a terrorist organization Beheading consumers with the president’s authorization Sleeper cells kept in a basement deep as hell Trigger the hammer, smack the primer and heat the shell [Verse 8: ILL Bill] Enter the dragon, splash the face and take a seat to chill You could throw away the motherfucking key, keep the bail Keep my confiscated cocaine, read my mail Sell my story to Martin Scorsese and grieve my tale
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