The Difference / Watts60 Interlude - Swollen Members

I was born to perform, bright lights on Broadway

A microphone soldier of love like Sade

So all day long, these smooth operators

Make moves, get a shovel, dig a tomb for the haters

Innovators of the greatest rap music around

SNM once again hear the bass drum pound

Don’t you love it when a sound come together like this?

Like when a plan comes together on some A-Team shit?

On some gold chain, Mr T I pity the fool

B-A, bad attitude, Battle Axe rules

Warriors, warriors, symbols of justice

We grow every day so there’s much more of us

Brothers in the movement that multiply quickly

We all around the world not on some one city cliquey

You get me?

Good, no need to repeat it then

SNM’s the kinda group that you should be believing in

Okay, mad skilled, crazy as fuck, I’m not very calm

Kids going crazy like its Knotts Berry Farm

Aye, I got a pocket full of cherry bombs

Madchild scary storm, running like a marathon

People look at me like am Hannibal Lecter

A cannibal from Canada, this man’ll dissect ya

My jaws are mechanical, sick and got no antidote

You got the wrong guy, I do not come from no banana boat

An animal, that ain’t so fuckin' animalistic

I’m flying like a cannibal that lands in the distance

And everybody knows that I’m a man of persistence

I come equipped with gifts like I was Santa at Christmas

And all I want for Christmas is a whole, new set of teeth

Ready for whats coming, yeah my whole crew better be

Game changed, that don’t mean we ain’t gonn' win still

Been around since EZ Rock was rockin' a windmill

And Zodak was taggin' on the walls ??

We still the bomb and we gonn' get a second chance to blow up

I’m still a Toy’s R Us kid, don’t wanna grow up

Still killing shows, only difference I ain’t tore up

And age ain’t nothin' but a number dog

More experience, a living walking underdog

Light dim might shine bright, we shutting shit down

Walk into a room and see the cocky fuckers sit down

They don’t want a problem with the goblin I’m a total wreck

Red rum, head hunt, like I’m fucking Boba Fett

Sober I am colder now a cobra with the flow for death

And I don’t hear no fat lady singin' it ain’t over yet!

Yeah, man this shit feel, real real good

We got our battle-axe warriors battling 3000 strong man we just started

Beautiful death machine

Beautiful death machine

Beautiful death machine

Swollen Members in the house