Playing the Fence

Playing The Fence
Written and Performed by Suntonio Bandanaz
Prod. By
MADK, FreshChoppedBeats, OTHERGROUND
2007

You've got some balls in your throat
making you choke
it's called a hackey sack.
I kick shit some minds miss but the body catch.
Can you imagine that?
Rock rock the rhythm of rightious
until it handicap. (Until it's handicapped)
The wheels've been gone.
My team got on.
The drinks is strong and baby was showing thong.
You try to grab her up and say "stop it, lets leave here."
She's like; " I need Asun, his raps are soo heater!"
Suntonio Bandanaz man,
The savagest, most imaginative king of lions since Asland.
(COLD) And witches want wardrobe.
I'm a brains, lips, face, hips, legs, tits and ass man.
It aint 50 or the Clipse but it's banannas man!
My ninjas rich but we're poor though.
Limited edition styles character flow showsl
I know you're feeling this more so than some different shit
Cause I say different shit.(YES) And that's the difference.(FRESH)

The King Of Chop, My Ninja Spit Fire
We Wont Stop Rocking until Y'all Retire
Your Cuts are Wack Next Time Come Tighter
You Will Get Served If You're a Biter

Figure the sicker it gets with delivery,
intricate patterns dispensing the energy
Metaphor similes stanza with chemistry
Burn shit down cause I can. I be playing the fence.
Weather its O or it's D, fucking with me
you got 2 choices the O or the G.
All my real ninjas bump that Alpha P.
Front on that front line music
and get smacked to sleep.

(For sheizenhaur) I be playing the fence
peep the game from both sides
past and the present tense
Look forward to the future
be observant, dont miss
Eleventy Million styles on an 80 minute disk.

11 T Million hustle's on an 80 minute disk.

Whats populating?! Huh (Peoples, Peoples)
My name is A-Sizzle
been sent to slay the evils.
When theres hatred they harbor it's all over starboard with cargo
Shape up that ego or ship out tomorrow.
(JU KAI)
Your crew like; "I still don't know what he spit 'bout,
Revolution, battle raps or some gangster shit to his pen pals."
Really want to know what im into?
Hip you to political issues, and if you don't care Don't pretend to
Got enough heat in my mental, charisma is quite influential
All I gotta do is just whistle and they'll be coming to get you.
Yaddada!? Hey.
I know you're feeling that.
Unite the brown and black,
go out and peel a cap,
we want our freedom back.
My ninjas need a plan and I could be the man
to help with some organizing, whats even more surprising
Is how dope I am at rhyming.
intentional innovative demonstrative cadence violent.
To crush all immitations of Asun when I be styling.
You must be bammer, your homies dont even like it.
I already know like Eddie Brock the writing psychic.

(CHORUS)

Wasabi!? Enter the party,
Disperse the superfluos.
Unearth with assertiveness
words of the turfs curvature.
Sliding.
Search of the ancient's murderers
verbalizing the hurt of war verses youve never heard before
Rhyming
Up close and personal make them go home rehearse some more.
You don't want to see versitile.
Just be a customer homey
You shouldn't bust no more homey.
What you on crutches for homey?
Have you been touched before homey/
Not so estudious is you,
Got no love for them phonies.
im trying to paint you a picture.
That's just the jist of it Ninja.
You get to remember this Ninja.
In the building with Ninjas. WE WANT A SLICE OF THE PIE.
Underground with the splinter
Cells full of people im probably kin to.
Fuck around that aint shit compared to where Im going to send you.
You'll be "Falling" to the depths of hades.
I rep soo crazy, there's no way in hell you could fade me.
Ras man fear none, here come ASUN
In your eardrums.
Why come fearsome try run?
I bust like Tri Gun
im done.
One
(CHORUS)



Credits
Writer(s): Suntonio Bandanaz
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