Come Out to Play
Title | Come Out to Play |
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Artist | Anybody Killa |
Album | Hatchet Warrior |
Release Date | 2003-04-08 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Verse 1: Anybody Killa] Where you at motherfucker heard you been talking shit (What?) But every time, I come around it's like you seem to forget Shut your mouth you little ho before I scalp your lip In other words you'll be a dead little punk ass bitch I won't forget you every time I'm pissing over your grave Or when I'm slanging peyote in hoods that you once claimed Learn about the tribe you're dissing cause we all ain't the same Tomahawk steady swinging as I'm dancing for rain So come and play with me, at least until the sky turns grey Shooting off my arrows like AK's Amazing situations, four colors of man, represent the wicked nation (Nation) Underground street level, running this course Keeping you shady bitches scared to come up off your porch So come and hang with me, unless you blaming me Because the native hydro keeps changin' me [Hook: Violent J & Anybody Killa] Come and play with me, come play with me (Even if it means your death) Though you hated me, come play with me (My tomahawk swings right to left) You bet just wait and see, come play with me (I'll be a juggalo till my very last breath) Then you hate to see, come play with me (These hatchet men up on our chest) [Verse 2: Anybody Killa & Shaggy 2 Dope] Warriors, come out and play Roaches I spray, I'm ABK I'd rather be dead than fade away All my life I been a scrub, I wouldn't change a day (Yup!) What I'm saying quit playin', I'm a tell you how it's slaying See me in the streets psychopathic chain just swayin' (Who?) Anybody Killa so it ain't no delayin' Dead body six feet in the ground decayin' When I come I'll rub the serial numbers from my gun out The tribal war paint on my face will make you run out (Whoo!) Bust shots in the sky and shoot the sun out An keep us in the clip until every last run out (Bah!) Erasing all the drama that this world brings Moon light shine bright on shattered dreams Keep away from a killer with a god damn fiend Get your own fucking bullshit scheme [?], dawg! You might also like[Hook: Violent J & Anybody Killa] Come and play with me, come play with me (Even if it means your death) Though you hated me, come play with me (My tomahawk swings right to left) You bet just wait and see, come play with me (I'll be a Juggalo till my very last breath) Then you hate to see, come play with me (These hatchet men up on our chest) [Verse 3: Jamie Madrox] Twiztid Madrox and the ABK Buying automatic weapons from renegades in Bombay Fuck Alize and a fake ass bitch We the sharks in the water, y'all popcorn shrimps So you can eat my cocktail sauce and ass Throwing east in the air when we walk past, think fast You can be a hater with a lot to say But you're talkin' from the door, so come out and play [Hook: Violent J, Jamie Madrox, & Anybody Killa] Come and play with me, come play with me (Even if it means your death) Though you hated me, come play with me (My butcher knife swings right to left) You bet just wait and see, come play with me (I'll be a Juggalo till my very last breath) Then you hate to see, come play with me (These hatchetmen up on our chest) Come and play with me, come play with me (Even if it means your death) Though you hated me, come play with me (My butcher knife swings right to left) You bet just wait and see, come play with me (I'll be a Juggalo till my very last breath) Then you hate to see, come play with me (These hatchetmen up on our chest) [Outro: Anybody Killa] These hatchet men up on our chests These hatchet men up on our chests These hatchet men up on our chests These hatchet men up on our chests |