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Razor Armed And Dangerous

that we play Our guitars have the power To blow you all away We don't need any weapons Just the ones that we supply We're armed and dangerous And that

Once again I'm armed to the teeth With matches and gasoline Within this dying industry they've made As forgiving as a razor blade I mean seriously, you

dreamt and heavily armed yet another blues thief told in however and oneday... and every monday things begin with indiscriminate street noise more vague and

dreamt and heavily armed yet another blues thief told in however and oneday... and every monday things begin with indiscriminate street noise more vague and

your fuckin' block into sand [Verse 3: Apathy] We been bubblin' like Bazooka Joe since Boogie Down and Superho Futuristic, new simplistic, sweatin' my computer flow Army of the armed and dangerous

time you check out, baggage claim will throw your neck out Cut off your bodyguards, fast start with razor scars Come grab the submachines, Joe step to seminars Niggaz with diamonds, armed