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tribal warfare - boo-yaa t.r.i.b.e. lyrics

i can’t be having none of you punk b*tches bringing me no static
so i pack the g*l*o*c auto*m*th**f*ck*n*matic pop the clip and send it deep into your godd*mn cranium
it’s where the slug is going
from the k!lla samoan (boom!)
so now they knowing i’m the crazy m*th* f*cka bring me the gat
so where they at
getting fitted for a body sack
singing the church bells ringing while the lights go dim
singing ‘die f*cka die in the tribal war hymn p*ssing on his casket and hittin up my set up on his tombstone
so whoever got beef (bring*it*on)
f*ck*n*em wit a steel d*ck
ramming the barrel deep was the eulogy
and i ain’t giving a sh*t ’cause k!lling a fool ain’t nothing new to me
i’m true to being a “g” that’s what i am so i say f*ck it
and anybody else wanna bring they ass on get the buck quick
so let ’em know if they want more then i got more
not a little a lot more, a whole f*ckin glock more (yeah!) and have the victim hanging from the jungles of samoa, tied to the end of a boa constrictor to get ya guts squeezed out til you rotten to the core
start the f*ckin’ tribal war

chorus: tribal chant in samoan

i’m comin’ out krazy giving ’em foe magnum for reasons to fall puttin’ death into fiznek
i got’s to k!ll ’em all
the m*th* f*ck’n menace entertainer
so run piggies run before i huff and puff and blow yo m*th* f*ckin brains out
so haul yo ass you and your crew
’cause i’m let you break for god sake
but where the f*ck to?
ain’t no where ta go
ain’t no where for ya’ll to hide
might as well say f*ck*it ya’ll committing suicide ’cause when i come i’m coming to skin yo ass like a hawk
rip yo m*th* f*ck’n head off and ball on through the fall
ain’t no stopping the creature raising out from under the dark
from sticking his claws
taking your chest
tearing it out to eat yo heart
i need another sacrifice to satisfy my appetite for murder ’cause my appetite ain’t dead till i see red sick to your stomach as you vomit up yo blood on the floor
got punks running scared in the tribal warfare
chorus: tribal chant in samoan

this is how i’m stepping with weapon i’m about ta hang ya
fifteen of em in the clip and one up in the chamber
to bang ya! (bang)!
to let the suckas know the tribe is coming (yeah!) that’s the sound of the mossburg hummin
lookin to the black boots stompin to the tribal drum thumpin
like a m*th*f*ckin 808 humpin!
about to get yo ass wreck, put it in check
’cause the t.r.i.b.e.’s taking lives, but they all breakin necks
no you can’t k!ll a k!lla ’cause a k!lla don’t die better get that in yo head fore’ the bullet make ya dead
deader than when ya six feet under when i hit ya like thunder
shaking yo screw loose hang you wit a noose to make you wonder
(where they at)
right behind you wit a shank to your throat
hack ya ass ear to ear
sip the quart
got everybody duckin, run for cover, fore they just another body on the floor
startin up the f*ckin tribal war!

- boo yaa t r i b e lyrics

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