No Remorse – Lean With It Lyrics
Artist: No Remorse
Song: Lean With It
See the thing on my hip
Get departed quickly
I take time with the drills that I do
Do not leave clues
The blues want nitys
?, got taken down
The gang got around
To clock them pitys
And I don’t like brown skin things
But I like brownies on my fingers, itchy
I got Luc in the ride hes twitchy
Demons get to the mandem’s heads
Takes one phone call for a death
Two man hop off the ped with ‘chetes
??’s stressed, ’cause his friend got kweffed
T did legs, so hе couldn’t get benched
Truе say YA f#cks with the Govs;
So I lurk with the squad, and we wet his…
(Powers!)
Lean with it, beam with it
Aim that high, man sweep with it
Eat with it, man sh#t with it
I won’t let that jam keep cleanin’ it
Lean with it, beam with it
Aim that high, man sweep with it
Eat with it, man sh#t with it
I won’t let that jam keep cleanin’ it
Lean with it, beam with it
Aim that high, man sweep with it
Eat with it, man sh#t with it
I won’t let that jam keep cleanin’ it
A hundred percent of the time, I’m right
You can’t lie. Try talk on mine
I ain’t never seen none of these guys outside
? might die, if he slips on a glide
Idiots skippin’ on flicks, but they rap bout sticks
That shit’s just lies
Screamin’ out, “f#ck the hills,” ’cause he’s vacant
Laugh, when I bill your friend; ’cause he died
Yes, twenty-two inch down legs
Let’s step. Put ‘chetes deep in a man’s chest
I want bread, I don’t do rest
TT comes leng, fling that in the rex
Demons. Demons deep in my head
My ZK’s long, I had Z1 stretched
Ching. Chop off the weight that’s dead
For the best. Best burn that bridge if he’s wet
Lean with it, beam with it
Aim that high, man sweep with it
Eat with it, man sh#t with it
I won’t let that jam keep cleanin’ it
Lean with it, beam with it
Aim that high, man sweep with it
Eat with it, man sh#t with it
I won’t let that jam keep cleanin’ it
Lean with it, beam with it
Aim that high, man sweep with it
Eat with it, man sh#t with it
I won’t let that jam keep cleanin’ it
Lean with it, beam with it
Aim that high, man sweep with it
Eat with it, man sh#t with it
I won’t let that jam keep cleanin’ it
If I lean with dish {inaudible}
If a big dog lean out the window
Barkin’ it’s hittin’ your chest on time
It’d be hittin’ your chest like rain, no chase
I’m cookin’ up lean, no sprite
Come equipped when we leanin’ on guys:
T-shirt, or bally, we been on glides
Three-man hop out the ride
Just swing, and ching
Would’ve thought that he’s seein’ his life
But this yute come fast like usain
You couldn’t catch my man on a bike
It’s all mental. fill up the tank with petrol
Dash if we see blue lights
‘Cause we stay in the ride with a lead dispense
So it could be the craziest night
Luc said it, you slip and he’s taking your life
Lean with it, beam with it
Aim that high, man sweep with it
Eat with it, man sh#t with it
I won’t let that jam keep cleanin’ it
Lean with it, beam with it
Aim that high, man sweep with it
Eat with it, man sh#t with it
I won’t let that jam keep cleanin’ it
Lean with it, beam with it
Aim that high, man sweep with it
Eat with it, man sh#t with it
I won’t let that jam keep cleanin’ it
Lean with it, beam with it
Aim that high, man sweep with it
Eat with it, man sh#t with it
I won’t let that jam keep cleanin’ it
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From the album:
Kill ‘Em All (Remastered)
Release Year: 1983