Yo,swing the sword for the classic year Bring the noise with your hands up,slash and tear Who can,fathom asthma,dash for air Spittin'on the baby bib in the plastic chair What's up stupid? （Shoot this） 1-5-1in the shot glass （Hot flash） Bangin'on the drum,huh We cause havoc down in Las Vegas Paper trails racing Pelican Brief-cases We outrageous,name the streets gave us Yeah,we got fame,but now we heat blazers I let 'em all fly,10in the clip,1in the chamber Thumbs up!Another banger Untuck the flamer,******** It's like gettin'with a dumptruck Brains and guts Maim,cut,aim,duck,same,stuff Get you cracked up like *******,heat 'em up OK,I'll let a sucka's fly once Face down,found him in his Cap'n Crunch Uh,malpractice -a bang-all jam I joust rappers and track in the radar scans Flip beats for the crew like fleets and platoons Reach for the moon like Reese Witherspoon,uh Don't stop the sure-shot,the （???）anthem Blast the gold box,cock back the cannon What's up partna,I got ya （what,what） Hope that （spoken gunshots）crack the pi ñata Slap,box,mouth of backwash Teeth mashed up on the asphalt,ya dig? Set the pace like a mustang,mashin' Up the stakes,who wanna cut the cake,I take cash Dropped on a blood-stained mattress Stop,you ain't got access,watch I'mma change my asset,Ryu and Tak You little cunts in the game,you can suck my cum And lay flat on the ground,don't make 'em peep If you want the stains out now,get the bleach Guess who's got the rubber gloves and the bleach? Guess who's rockin every club,that's me Get so hot,you feel the buzz in the streets Keeping it knockin',Jay drop that beat Guess who got the group name on top? S.o.B.（Styles of Beyond）got the rap thing locked Who want what,when,why,and what not Who got next up,Ryu and Tak
Yeah,here it comes,all you hear is a click Bloody brains on the sand was like Miracle Whip While the blood keeps gushin',relish and pink mustard,huh I'mma slam till I tear it to bits Till the bell for the recess rang On the defense game You feeling （???）like P.F.Changs Hopscotch on the corpse till I drop the torch And burn crews for their views that would rock with force Sayin,don't stop the sure-shot,the （???）anthem Blast the gold box,cock back the cannon What's up y'all,we don't stall Come one,come all till we drop the ball like Guess who's got the rubber gloves and the bleach? Guess who's rockin every club,that's me Get so hot,you feel the buzz in the streets Keeping it knockin',Jay drop that beat Guess who got the group name on top? S.o.B.（Styles of Beyond）got the rap thing locked Who want what,when,why,and what not Who got next up,Ryu and Tak
[00:01.39]Styles of Beyond Bleach Lyrics [00:06.80] [00:13.06]Yo,swing the sword for the classic year [00:14.96]Bring the noise with your hands up,slash and tear [00:17.68]Who can,fathom asthma,dash for air [00:19.38]Spittin'on the baby bib in the plastic chair [00:21.28]What's up stupid? [00:22.43]（Shoot this） [00:22.84]1-5-1in the shot glass [00:23.69]（Hot flash） [00:25.68]Bangin'on the drum,huh [00:26.48]We cause havoc down in Las Vegas [00:28.88]Paper trails racing Pelican Brief-cases [00:30.59]We outrageous,name the streets gave us [00:33.29]Yeah,we got fame,but now we heat blazers [00:35.29]I let 'em all fly,10in the clip,1in the chamber [00:38.29]Thumbs up!Another banger [00:39.44]Untuck the flamer,******** [00:41.74]It's like gettin'with a dumptruck [00:43.78]Brains and guts [00:44.43]Maim,cut,aim,duck,same,stuff [00:46.33]Get you cracked up like *******,heat 'em up [00:49.09]OK,I'll let a sucka's fly once [00:50.74]Face down,found him in his Cap'n Crunch [00:54.01]Uh,malpractice -a bang-all jam [00:55.06]I joust rappers and track in the radar scans [00:57.21]Flip beats for the crew like fleets and platoons [00:59.38]Reach for the moon like Reese Witherspoon,uh [01:01.82]Don't stop the sure-shot,the （???）anthem [01:04.32]Blast the gold box,cock back the cannon [01:07.02]What's up partna,I got ya （what,what） [01:08.92]Hope that （spoken gunshots）crack the pi ñata [01:11.37]Slap,box,mouth of backwash [01:12.72]Teeth mashed up on the asphalt,ya dig? [01:15.07]Set the pace like a mustang,mashin' [01:17.18]Up the stakes,who wanna cut the cake,I take cash [01:20.13]Dropped on a blood-stained mattress [01:21.78]Stop,you ain't got access,watch [01:24.03]I'mma change my asset,Ryu and Tak [01:26.04]You little cunts in the game,you can suck my cum [01:28.69]And lay flat on the ground,don't make 'em peep [01:31.09]If you want the stains out now,get the bleach [01:42.22]Guess who's got the rubber gloves and the bleach? [01:44.39]Guess who's rockin every club,that's me [01:46.09]Get so hot,you feel the buzz in the streets [01:48.59]Keeping it knockin',Jay drop that beat [01:50.29]Guess who got the group name on top? [01:52.79]S.o.B.（Styles of Beyond）got the rap thing locked [01:55.09]Who want what,when,why,and what not [01:57.20]Who got next up,Ryu and Tak [01:59.10] [01:59.85]Yeah,here it comes,all you hear is a click [02:01.85]Bloody brains on the sand was like Miracle Whip [02:03.90]While the blood keeps gushin',relish and pink mustard,huh [02:06.25]I'mma slam till I tear it to bits [02:08.36]Till the bell for the recess rang [02:09.91]On the defense game [02:10.86]You feeling （???）like P.F.Changs [02:12.51]Hopscotch on the corpse till I drop the torch [02:15.01]And burn crews for their views that would rock with force [02:17.71]Sayin,don't stop the sure-shot,the （???）anthem [02:20.80]Blast the gold box,cock back the cannon [02:22.31]What's up y'all,we don't stall [02:23.91]Come one,come all till we drop the ball like [02:35.58]Guess who's got the rubber gloves and the bleach? [02:37.28]Guess who's rockin every club,that's me [02:39.43]Get so hot,you feel the buzz in the streets [02:41.78]Keeping it knockin',Jay drop that beat [02:43.48]Guess who got the group name on top? [02:46.13]S.o.B.（Styles of Beyond）got the rap thing locked [02:48.20]Who want what,when,why,and what not [02:50.45]Who got next up,Ryu and Tak
