Lyrics For Centro Side's "Sudden Death" Song Featuring Percise, The Creeper & Mr. Blue From Centro Side Records "Centro Side Riders Vol. 1" Album.
Precise (Verse 1):
I Can See My Future Through This Weed Smoke
Float Through The Sky
Unload .45 Caliber Slugs At You
And Watch You Die
No Lie
We Walk Between Heaven & Hell
Either We Die Or We Spend Fucking Life In A Cell
We Burn Through Holes
We Low Pro For The 187 Code
Then We Roam Through These Streets
Like Lost Souls
Muthafuckas That Cause No Problems
They'll Get Shot At
Precise Strap In The Back
Of A Pitch Black STS Cadillac
I Don't Give A Fuck What You Claim Muthafucka
Hollow Slugs
They Bust Through Your Brain
No Concussion
Flat Line
(These Souls Decompress)
Columbine With Hollow Point Slugs
Bullets Spin When They Fly
Knock Your Spirit Out Your Muthafucking Body
South Side Kamikaze
Crashing Into Palm Tress
Dancing With My Guns Up
Hit Em Up - Fuck Em Up
No Love For The Other Side
We Ride On You Punks
Chorus:
I'm A Split Ya
I Don't Give A Fuck What You Claim
Beneath My Ribcage
Beats The Heart Of The Insane
Sudden Death Bitch
Muthafucka Ride On Your Shit
I'm A Sur Side Banger
With A Full Fucking Clip
I'm A Split Ya
I Don't Give A Fuck What You Claim
Beneath My Ribcage
Beats The Heart Of The Insane
Sudden Death Bitch
Muthafucka Ride On Your Shit
I'm A Sur Side Banger
With A Full Fucking Clip
The Creeper (Verse 2):
I'm A Split Ya
Let Me Paint The Picture
Blue Rag Assassins
Heavily Weeded With A Mixture Of The Liquor
Ain't Nobody Sicka
Than This Sicko Out The 8 - O - Nickle
Make Your Blood Trickle
Fill You Up With Lead Like A Fucking Pencil
Gang Bang Apocalypto
Rag Full Of Crystal & A Pistol
How I Do My Thug Dizzle
Watch Me Dribble Through The Middle
We Getting Money On The Double
Watch My Muthafucking Click
Straight Bubble
You Don't Want No Trouble
With The Centro Side Battalion
Car Full Of Savages
Blowing On The Cannabis
Homie I'm A Star
Let Me Pose For These Cameras
City Of The Scandalous
Right Next To Los Angeles
Living Like Gotti
Pull Up To The Club
Stunnin' In The Ducati
With A Bangin' Mami
With A Bangin' Body
Sippin' On The Bacardi
Hit You Like A Tsunami
Centro Side Up In This Bitch
Bout To Blow Like A Shotty
What Up
Chorus:
I'm A Split Ya
I Don't Give A Fuck What You Claim
Beneath My Ribcage
Beats The Heart Of The Insane
Sudden Death Bitch
Muthafucka Ride On Your Shit
I'm A Sur Side Banger
With A Full Fucking Clip
I'm A Split Ya
I Don't Give A Fuck What You Claim
Beneath My Ribcage
Beats The Heart Of The Insane
Sudden Death Bitch
Muthafucka Ride On Your Shit
I'm A Sur Side Banger
With A Full Fucking Clip
Mr. Blue (Verse 3):
Rising Like A Muthafucking Mummy Out The Casket
Looking For My Cuete
Cause I Make Shit To Blast It
Situation Drastic
You're Fucking With An Aztec
Grab Your Head & Axe It
Then Wrap It Up In Plastic
Sur Walking On The Luna
Calling Shots Like Montezuma
Taking Trips Down To Hades
Getting High Up In Mercedes
I'm A Entrepreneur
Living Life Phat Like Buddha
Keeping Trucha For The Jura
Moving Coca Like Cuba
You're Worthless & 2 Sided
Like A Muthafucking Penny
Let Me Catch You Slippin'
Split Your Wig With A Machete
Watch The Bullets Penetrate
Then See Your Pupils Dilate
Now Stand Still
(And Watch Your Soul Disintegrate)
I Meditate In Places
Beyond Your Comprehension
It's Nothing But Perfection
Ever Since My Resurrection
Demonic Voices - Visions Of Corpses
Killing At Nights
Splitting Bodies & Abortion
Chorus:
I'm A Split Ya
I Don't Give A Fuck What You Claim
Beneath My Ribcage
Beats The Heart Of The Insane
Sudden Death Bitch
Muthafucka Ride On Your Shit
I'm A Sur Side Banger
With A Full Fucking Clip
I'm A Split Ya
I Don't Give A Fuck What You Claim
Beneath My Ribcage
Beats The Heart Of The Insane
Sudden Death Bitch
Muthafucka Ride On Your Shit
I'm A Sur Side Banger
With A Full Fucking Clip
Precise (Verse 1):
I Can See My Future Through This Weed Smoke
Float Through The Sky
Unload .45 Caliber Slugs At You
And Watch You Die
No Lie
We Walk Between Heaven & Hell
Either We Die Or We Spend Fucking Life In A Cell
We Burn Through Holes
We Low Pro For The 187 Code
Then We Roam Through These Streets
Like Lost Souls
Muthafuckas That Cause No Problems
They'll Get Shot At
Precise Strap In The Back
Of A Pitch Black STS Cadillac
I Don't Give A Fuck What You Claim Muthafucka
Hollow Slugs
They Bust Through Your Brain
No Concussion
Flat Line
(These Souls Decompress)
Columbine With Hollow Point Slugs
Bullets Spin When They Fly
Knock Your Spirit Out Your Muthafucking Body
South Side Kamikaze
Crashing Into Palm Tress
Dancing With My Guns Up
Hit Em Up - Fuck Em Up
No Love For The Other Side
We Ride On You Punks
Chorus:
I'm A Split Ya
I Don't Give A Fuck What You Claim
Beneath My Ribcage
Beats The Heart Of The Insane
Sudden Death Bitch
Muthafucka Ride On Your Shit
I'm A Sur Side Banger
With A Full Fucking Clip
I'm A Split Ya
I Don't Give A Fuck What You Claim
Beneath My Ribcage
Beats The Heart Of The Insane
Sudden Death Bitch
Muthafucka Ride On Your Shit
I'm A Sur Side Banger
With A Full Fucking Clip
The Creeper (Verse 2):
I'm A Split Ya
Let Me Paint The Picture
Blue Rag Assassins
Heavily Weeded With A Mixture Of The Liquor
Ain't Nobody Sicka
Than This Sicko Out The 8 - O - Nickle
Make Your Blood Trickle
Fill You Up With Lead Like A Fucking Pencil
Gang Bang Apocalypto
Rag Full Of Crystal & A Pistol
How I Do My Thug Dizzle
Watch Me Dribble Through The Middle
We Getting Money On The Double
Watch My Muthafucking Click
Straight Bubble
You Don't Want No Trouble
With The Centro Side Battalion
Car Full Of Savages
Blowing On The Cannabis
Homie I'm A Star
Let Me Pose For These Cameras
City Of The Scandalous
Right Next To Los Angeles
Living Like Gotti
Pull Up To The Club
Stunnin' In The Ducati
With A Bangin' Mami
With A Bangin' Body
Sippin' On The Bacardi
Hit You Like A Tsunami
Centro Side Up In This Bitch
Bout To Blow Like A Shotty
What Up
Chorus:
I'm A Split Ya
I Don't Give A Fuck What You Claim
Beneath My Ribcage
Beats The Heart Of The Insane
Sudden Death Bitch
Muthafucka Ride On Your Shit
I'm A Sur Side Banger
With A Full Fucking Clip
I'm A Split Ya
I Don't Give A Fuck What You Claim
Beneath My Ribcage
Beats The Heart Of The Insane
Sudden Death Bitch
Muthafucka Ride On Your Shit
I'm A Sur Side Banger
With A Full Fucking Clip
Mr. Blue (Verse 3):
Rising Like A Muthafucking Mummy Out The Casket
Looking For My Cuete
Cause I Make Shit To Blast It
Situation Drastic
You're Fucking With An Aztec
Grab Your Head & Axe It
Then Wrap It Up In Plastic
Sur Walking On The Luna
Calling Shots Like Montezuma
Taking Trips Down To Hades
Getting High Up In Mercedes
I'm A Entrepreneur
Living Life Phat Like Buddha
Keeping Trucha For The Jura
Moving Coca Like Cuba
You're Worthless & 2 Sided
Like A Muthafucking Penny
Let Me Catch You Slippin'
Split Your Wig With A Machete
Watch The Bullets Penetrate
Then See Your Pupils Dilate
Now Stand Still
(And Watch Your Soul Disintegrate)
I Meditate In Places
Beyond Your Comprehension
It's Nothing But Perfection
Ever Since My Resurrection
Demonic Voices - Visions Of Corpses
Killing At Nights
Splitting Bodies & Abortion
Chorus:
I'm A Split Ya
I Don't Give A Fuck What You Claim
Beneath My Ribcage
Beats The Heart Of The Insane
Sudden Death Bitch
Muthafucka Ride On Your Shit
I'm A Sur Side Banger
With A Full Fucking Clip
I'm A Split Ya
I Don't Give A Fuck What You Claim
Beneath My Ribcage
Beats The Heart Of The Insane
Sudden Death Bitch
Muthafucka Ride On Your Shit
I'm A Sur Side Banger
With A Full Fucking Clip
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