"Rockford Underground"  Parental Advisory genre: Rap
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	CD: Kill For Recreation Credits: Vocals writtena nd peformed by Crossbone and Departed Inmate. Instrumental by Deeper Era Productions.
	Lyrics Rockford Underground Depatrted Inmate: friday night my boys throw down cuzzmy click got locked down on the whole town and we just cruise around hummin up bass sound cuzz we bound to be crowned the kings of underground its all on lockdown, but yo I was fronting I aint got a car and I don't be bumping but until I get something Im stuck here with nothing except for the lyrics that I just keep pumping me and my boys causing all the noise staying up all night the mics be our toys raps we rejoice, cuzz it's our choice let the world here the chaos that comes from my voice rockford underground rap claiming this here probably gonna be here for the next 50 years it don't matter to me if that will cause tears mother fuckers gotta learn to handle they fear Chorus: Rockford North, South, East, to the West Come Chaos Criminals and fuck all the rest Rockford West, East, South, to the North Everybody get down and bump to the chorus Rockford North, South, East, to the West Taking no chances bullet proof vests Rockford West, East, South, to the North More independence then July fourth Crossbone: chilling wit the boys yo thats all we can do down with us then we down with you or you can hate me dog thats coo chaos criminals and ya askin who crawl from the rock and get a fucking clue everybodys down and you can be too I dont care tho yo you know its all good calling me crazy I'm misunderstood playing this shit yo I say that ya should bump this shit no matter what the hood coming clean shit we the most of obscene making chaos scenes murdering old young middle aged and the teens threats on the phone don't come alone with bandannas and we on the microphone 2 mcs Departed Inmate and yos truly Crossbone Chorus Departed Inmate: announcement yall, we' not mainstream rap where every fool sounds the same and it sounds like crap we got longer lines then a keg on tap and we spit hot words till our lips go chapped underground not wack nobody can mock everybody sing the song everybody on the block rich, poor, black, white, slangers of the rock north, south, east, west, yo we all one flock Crossbone: coming 'gainst me yo I'm mad backed up herb stacked up and the murders racked up Rockford killers never locked up in jail chilling with the homies cuzz they out on bail and we never fail when we rockin the crowd rockford Illinois we screaming out loud Chaos Criminals bumping underground kicking it freshly that's what we vowed Chorus(x3)

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