Lyrics Heat Mizer - Freestyle Fellowship
What
you
gonna
do
with
that
bass?
What
you
gonna
do
with
that
bass?
What
you
gonna
do
with
that
bass?
Aceyalone:
Well,
I-za,
heat
mizer,
and
I′m
wiser
Than
any
other
rapper
no
matter
the
size
of
Girl
or
guys-a,
they
all
dies-a
I
ship
'em
up
and
take
′em
up
to?
Third
floor,
hospital
ward
Doctor,
his
spinal
cord's
torn
His
final
words
roared-
'I
don′t
want
no
more,
I
don′t
want
no
more,
lord,
life'
Infrared
chipper,
one
for
the
gipper
Dead
like
a
door
knob,
killed
in
a
slipper
While
rolling
in
my
rollerblades,
fell
and
broke
my
shoulder
blade
Laid
and
I
prayed
Then
I
grabbed
a
razorblade
stayed
and
I
played
Then
I
broke
a
mental
barricade
Don′t
you
hate
it
when
your
ice
pick
sticks
right
in
the
skull
And
you
gotta
pull
it
out
with
two
hands?
Don't
you
hate
it
when
your
chainsaw′s
on
the
gasoline
And
you
gotta
use
a
butcher's
knife
on
a
man?
Yucky,
yucky,
yes,
yes
Huckleberry,
wet
flesh
There′s
a
couple
necking
in
the
by
the
trees
Could
they
be
the
prince
and
the
princess?
Getting
undressed,
having
sex
in
the
moonlight-
freeze
1 Blood
2 Bullies of the Block
3 Everything's Everything
4 Shammy's
5 Heat Mizer
6 Six Tray
7 Danger
8 Inner City Boundaries
9 Bomb Zombies
10 Cornbread
11 Way Cool
12 Hot Potato
13 Mary
14 Park Bench People
15 Heavyweights
16 Tolerate
17 Respect Due
18 Pure Thought
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