Screwball - Y2K Lyrics

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Y2K Lyrics

How many times have you listened to the lyrics of Y2K by Screwball? Have you ever wondered what a lyrics was or an entire line of the music lyrics? Y2K is one of the more popular songs by Screwball and the song lyrics in Y2K are sung all around the world and have had the music lyrics translated into many different languages. Rap lyrics in other countries are very popular and Screwball Y2K lyrics from the Screwball CD featuring the hit Y2K is no exception.

Y2K Lyrics

When the smoke clears
You know who gon' be there
When the smoke clear yo
Thats all we got to tell y'all right now
Y'all know who gon' be standing there right

See its our destiny to count G's an' a semi-squeeze
Shoot the breeze, volley how the computers might freeze
So Im'a store water, guns, can foods and keep order
We spaz out you cats prepare for the slaughter
The struggle savoir, got my temple on the border
Line, ready to corner you off and get ???, said it
Screwball, read the credit, get your whole team wetted (Yo)
You dealin with some loose cannons (Yo) ready to dead shit

I heard the world was over ahit suppose to blow like supernova's (Uh huh)
Im on the hill high off the real, pumpin my ?bolos? (Yeah)
Prediction told us turn into rollers, don't let the street control us (What
happened)
'Cuz when those crackers pull the plug they gonna creeep the holders
I send my deacon donors, black re-bels, who kill de-vels
and move through cells we rule this hell (Screwball)
Make it picture pefect cock it back and lay it out
Bomb the White House run up in the pentagon and spray it out

Chorus:

Hey hey hey, do all they talk about is Y2K (Y2Kayyy)
Hey hey hey, load it up and let the tech nine spray (*Buck buck buck buck*)
Hey hey hey, do all they talk about is Y2K (Y2Kayyy)
Hey hey hey, load it up and let the tech nine spray (*Buck buck buck buck*)

How many times sour limes and coronas
Powerful crimes in America, corna' to corna'
What'choo wanna do, cops huntin you
Aimin for the kill, layin still
Permanent forever chill in heavens field
Spreadin doin' deals, more electric than eels
Respectin the reals, countin what'choo build
?Prepare was heal? journey, wit

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