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    "That Smut" Lyrics

    Smut Peddlers

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    Welcome to the peep show
    Perhaps you've heard of us
    Are you familiar with this? Peddlers
    Eastern Conference

    That smut, it is what it is
    That smut, it is what it is
    That smut, it is what it is
    That smut, it is what it is

    Yo yo, I'm unrippable like Knicks tickets
    And if your girl's a little looser you bet E's dick did it
    I'll lace your crew better than Paragon can
    Have you shook worse than the Marathon Man

    Makin MC's use our fetus to clone us
    Comin' out lookin' like Arvydas Sabonis
    My team's in the bonus, you foul too much
    Playin' on the wall with the scowls and such

    Man the Owl's a Dutch, I done all varities
    Cage, Mi, and E's, anti-society
    Fingers blisterin', still stickerin'
    Under black moonlight, with butane flickerin'

    I'm with my girl but yeah, I'm lookin' at yours
    Done 'em all, debutantes to crack whores
    Bad breath you may stink like shits is
    Y'all belong up in the pink like douches

    That smut, wet dreams of G-13
    That smut, money shots and porno plots
    That smut, politicians in limousines sniffin'
    That smut, double D's trapped in baby T's

    That smut, wet dreams of G-13
    That smut, money shots and porno plots
    That smut, politicians in limousines sniffin'
    That smut, double D's trapped in baby T's

    Ducks came through, we laid 'em out
    While you fucks dissect spit from Cage's mouth
    When I run a vagrant route, you spacin' out
    With no family to react when your brains is out

    And when I click this out you know the drill
    This mic a shiv, hip-hop is Nancy after I stab her
    On stage, you wanna go on after?
    Show you the Art of War and then finish the crowd with the 1st chapter

    Come and walk through this little doorway
    Enter the mind of Cage and a horse will shit you out on Broadway
    The flies won't eat it then feed it to the wildest
    Peddle Smut like anabolic beer meth hydrolix

    Alex frolics, hangin' upside down
    Ordained 'til my rhyme ninja bleeds through my face of war paint
    So if you see me with a little pop jingle
    Shoot me in the back of the head and feed me to my starvin' breddern

    That smut, wet dreams of G-13
    That smut, money shots and porno plots
    That smut, politicians in limousines sniffin'
    That smut, double D's trapped in baby T's

    That smut, wet dreams of G-13
    That smut, money shots and porno plots
    That smut, politicians in limousines sniffin'
    That smut, double D's trapped in baby T's

    Cage kennels, back to the state [Incomprehensible]'
    Put you in the mental, locked down with three channels
    EC Network, the weather station, my favorites
    Cut your back out, sell it to Avirex

    Kissed this doe bitch with AIDS and I caught a cold sore
    Looking for, "Sex in the City" and I shit on these four old whores
    Kick mud off my boots to shake the story loose
    Actin' bigheaded when I smoke with Beetlejuice

    Kids wanna fuck with the Peddlers, I can't wait
    I strafe Diallo's widow, datin' the jake
    You spit some shit, I'll return the sentiment
    And spit in your face, 'cause you're not in your element

    Born to slay them fake mega monsters
    Who couldn't even rhyme if they had teleprompters
    Yo E you fucked up, man you probably right
    I wipe my ass and shove it in your face like Bobby Knight

    That smut, wet dreams of G-13
    That smut, money shots and porno plots
    That smut, politicians in limousines sniffin'
    That smut, double D's trapped in baby T's

    That smut, wet dreams of G-13
    That smut, money shots and porno plots
    That smut, politicians in limousines sniffin'
    That smut, double D's trapped in baby T's

    That smut
    That smut
    This song was submitted on March 30th, 2011 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing.
    Written by Christian Palko, Erik Meltzer, Milo Berger.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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