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Immune Video (MV)




Performed By: Little-T
Featuring: One Track Mike
Length: 3:25
Written by: MICHAEL SEAN FLANNERY, TIMOTHY A. SULLIVAN




Little-T - Immune Lyrics




[ Featuring One Track Mike ]

Police and mounties, federalies
Law makers in forty six counties
Always after me for something stupid
Wrongfully accused man, I didn't do it
Shoot kid they got me runnin, gunnin'
No bones about it the got me stuntin'
Face down in the mud from my bludgeon
Can you imagine a fate worse then that
Outlining chalk with a hole in you back
I can but it ain't gonna happen
I' gonna keep on steppin keep on rappin'
Never get caught in the cross fire cappin'
And if I do I won't fall
I won't even need a band-aid y'all
Gonna clog your arteries up with fat
Nah man I'm immune to that
Stuff your nose up with doggy crap
Nah man I'm immune to that

From the day I was born been a fugitive
Mom an dad didn't want not kids
Got condom to prevent me spermin'
But all it did was tempt me
I bust on through the safe sex and protection
Tail in the air with my muscle flexing
Swimming through the high tide of spermicide
No doubt I was gonna survive
And then it hit me bam
Let me say god damn
Mom had a diaphragm
But it wasn't enough to stop the T
Renegade sperm with a plan to plant seed
Like a farmer soon to be
Plowing straight through to the ovaries
Home free with an egg to impregnant
?
Layed low for nine month straight dipped in a cut
Building my strength up
'Til my reign of terror could commence on earth
Immune to death since my day of birth
Gonna break your legs in a booby trap
Nah man I'm immune that
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Police and mounties, federalies
Law makers in forty six counties
Always after me for something stupid
Wrongfully accused man, I didn't do it
Shoot kid they got me runnin, gunnin'
No bones about it the got me stuntin'
Face down in the mud from my bludgeon
Can you imagine a fate worse then that
Outlining chalk with a hole in you back
I can but it ain't gonna happen
I' gonna keep on steppin keep on rappin'
Never get caught in the cross fire cappin'
And if I do I won't fall
I won't even need a band-aid y'all
Gonna clog your arteries up with fat
Nah man I'm immune to that
Stuff your nose up with doggy crap
Nah man I'm immune to that

From the day I was born been a fugitive
Mom an dad didn't want not kids
Got condom to prevent me spermin'
But all it did was tempt me
I bust on through the safe sex and protection
Tail in the air with my muscle flexing
Swimming through the high tide of spermicide
No doubt I was gonna survive
And then it hit me bam
Let me say god damn
Mom had a diaphragm
But it wasn't enough to stop the T
Renegade sperm with a plan to plant seed
Like a farmer soon to be
Plowing straight through to the ovaries
Home free with an egg to impregnant
?
Layed low for nine month straight dipped in a cut
Building my strength up
'Til my reign of terror could commence on earth
Immune to death since my day of birth
Gonna break your legs in a booby trap
Nah man I'm immune that
?
?
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Writer: MICHAEL SEAN FLANNERY, TIMOTHY A. SULLIVAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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