Approximate Detonation Lyrics

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*LANDSLYDE*

Ammo check one triple to the barrel gun

Loading the ammo now ready and done

Pull the trigger glack glack ain't a mic check

Run run Ammunition check

Enemies hunt you down like a predator

Sniper piper sharpshooter

Yes it's a foulplay head got no price

Point Blanc dribbling between your eyes

Showina throwina killina Ammunition

Doina throwina killina Poetic on a mission

Hardcore mission

Chorus

Ammunition check it up

When my homies got my back you better step up step up now

Ammunition check it up

We ain't through with your crew so get up get up now

Repeat * 2

*C.LOCO*

Check the Ammo , Comin to expose those who pose now

Buckin all the jokers , out to mow you down

Suckers thought that they were big

They came they screwed up the game like pigs

Now they wanna try to hang with the Ammo

You ain't even shit to me so buck off and lay low

Like a movie (straight from the tv)

They pose they act say cheese to the big screen

4 and 5 and 3 and 2

Ammo's in effect punk watcha gonna do

We're comin straight out like a big fat clan

For you to see your crew crash now you understand

Break

And if you gimme that shit (Pump pump the ass)

And if you gimme that shit (Pump pump the ass)

And if you gimme that shit (Pump pump the ass)

And if you gimme that shit (Pump pump the ass)

*POINT BLANC*

Ammunition check rat-tat-tat like this and that

Coz when I'm pullin' triggers all the posers droppin' down flat

Rhymin' and rippin' I'll be tearin' and kickin' your crew

Dribblin' on the rhymes that is somethin' you can't do

POP POP Poetic Ammo's in effect

For you to see macks yer' better watch your damn backs

SPLAT That's the kind of sound when all yer' homies hit the ground

Coz' Ammo's risin' in the scene yer damn freakin' clowns

Rage all over as I am rhymin' on stage

Ammo is the name and we're rappers of the new age

(Showina throwina killina Ammunition

Doina throwina killina Poetic on a mission

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  )

Hardcore mission)

Chorus * 2

*C.LOCO*

Rich kids talkin' bout the buckin' dope ghetto

No use if you don't know how to flow

As I'm flowin' slowly I'm goin'

To the next beat on my feet as movin'

*POINT BLANC*

POP POP Poetic Ammo's in effect

For you to see macks yer' better watch your damn backs

*YOGI B*

When I'm packin it, stackin it back to the back yo people get up

ah do you relly know I'ma pakin it up

real smooth nuttin'a rough

me baby girl come tell me is it enough

takita, takita tom with a boom I rattling and shaking the room

something strange whenever i'm on the microphone

check it from your neck up

my ammo's poetic poser better back up,

Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up now!

Chorus * 2