Pure MF Sugar - D.S.B Lyrics

This is a King And Queen Productions
And I'm the one and Only
Queen Pure Sugar you know

Ooooouuuu sound boy
Don't text the champion
Ooh little sound boy
Lock off your idiot sound
Mmmm sound boy
Know I am the number one
Poor little sound boy
You can not take my crown

From the block where it goes down
Move in silence on type of n****
When them choppers make the sound
No hesitation squeeze the trigger
Chopped down and dismember
Had to hit him with the blender
They won't find him till
Late September
Wifey's sad about the old day
Remembers his old ways
Hoped and prayed
That's he's ok
Dumb ass
Dug his own grave
Sound boy
Like liver?
Chopped and
Soufleed

Oouuu little sound boy
Ooh little sound boy
Don't test the champion sound
Mmm little sound boy
Ooh little sound boy
Lock off your idiot sound

It's a killers game
It's mental
Clash hunger
Is it in you
Got the type of shit to split you
Taking aim
It won't miss you
Putting three in his chest
Another two in his chest
No need to gather round folks
We all know that he's dead
Broken
Beaten
And battered
Calling card signed
Courtesy
The Madd Hatta
Kitchen sold out
Ain't no fish
Ain't no bread
Gun salute to me
Kuz THat nIGGAz dead

Dead right now sound boy
We know ya
Dead right now
Sound boy
Dead right now sound boy
We know your dead
Know your dead

Dead right now sound boy
We know ya
Dead right now
Sound boy
Dead right now sound boy
We know your dead
Your dead

Don't test the champion
Sound boy your dead

Bye