笨小笨Church Bells (Explicit)歌词由Sean Price&Junior Reid演唱，出自专辑《Imperius Rex》，下面是《Church Bells (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
Church Bells (Explicit)歌词完整版
Ayo
Listen
Big word halitosis
Multiple scoliosis
Doctor kill
Giving the rap dosage
Postage stamped
Signed
Sealed
Delivered
Distributed through the hood
Muthaf**ka
What's good
Exciting
Unorthodox
Biting
Ought to stop fighting
F**k it
Now I'm forced to box
You got 22 tattoos
You 2pac a tad too much
Touch like 2pac
Dude
That sucks
Smack saliva
Out the side of ya face
I ain't trying to be rude
But dude
You food
So I gotta make grace
Choir
Jesus price has all the time
Yeah
All praises due to the rhyme
Ya'll n***as is foul
F**k it
Sean'll shoot two from the line
Two for the nine
I leave lead in ya jaw
Yo rock these n***as ain't ready for war
Let 'em know
I told 'em
These n***as ain't ready for retardation
In it's realest form in rap
This street car racing
Rebellious
Rederic
Heat start blazing
After that
I seen caucasians
In the streets all taping s**t up
They could be trying to piece ya'll faces back together
You keep on playing
You hit
Yeah
The loudmouf choir
Luger lifting your name
The word a matician
Magician
David blaine on your chain
Oops upside your head
We smack you oops upside your head
You wearing suits and a tie when your dead
And eating soup with the noodles and eggs
Ok
New word
Respecanize my gangstafication and g dentials
You scared to fire
Banging your face through ya jeep window
Get ya window shot up
In a residential area
And left
F**k a ocean and sea
Meant you
This time it's the principality
Punk
You a point to prove
Put the pistol back
You'se a punk
Push your s**t all the way off
Or producer para loser
Yeah
P***y
That's you
Chump
All that yackety yackety
Your teeth
Where the animals be
You get your a*s beat
Baddily
Gradilly
P
Alkatraz
And the beast master
Take a stab at me
The o'connor red dots on ya face like bad acne
Nappy piece to be praying for yall n***as
While I'm getting my vulture on
Preying on ya'll b***hes
Choir
Ruck
Rock
Ruck n roll
Yeah that's how I got my bronx b***h
She breakdance and bomb trains
The fifty pop blocker
While giving me bomb brains
And she go all way
She gone
Go where I say
She know where ya'll stay
Suckas
Yeah
Ya'll n***as 'ready to die'
Blast the sket
And then you realize
Ain't no f**king 'life after death'
Smash your chest with a f**king medicine ball
You think you nice
But I'm better than ya'll
Listen
Tommy tee on the beat
Loudmouf is the choir
Heltah skeltah on they job
And you f**kas is fired
The fire supplier
Forget your squad
N***a
I'm d**e like the tits on oz
Get your nod off
Oops upside your head
We smack you oops upside your head
You wearing suits and a tie when your dead
And eating soup with the noodles and eggs
