Cloak-N-Dagga - H.T.R. lyrics

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Cloak-N-Dagga - H.T.R. lyrics

[Chorus: Canibus & Phoenix Orion] X2 'H' is for the Head 'T' is for the Trauma 'R' is for the Wreck shop Here comes the Unabomber 'H' is for the Head 'T' is for the Trauma 'R' is for the Wreckshop I'ma bring the drama [Verse One: Phoenix Orion] Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, H.T.R. we bang-bang Marcy we slang things, Brooklyn we got gangs Head Trauma runnin' things Hot cars, guns and things Wifey got the diamond rings I bless my Queen with all the bling You want them j**els, I gotchu! Lift fools, out they shoes Make your homey spiritual Then embalm your physical And body bag your dude I know my streets is rude I'm 'bout to eat y'all for food Hannibal, cannibal, animal, call me manipal The street corner cat, nickel and dime store rap With the Tommy gun attack, brrt.!brrt.! When Head Trauma bring the drama, get back, get back Dogs fall back; do the dance 'Lean Back' Dice and Mack on the track, H.T.R. where you at? High rollers holla back, holla back Marcy, Brooklyn, BX on the city of sin, high rollin'! [Chorus: Canibus & Phoenix Orion] X2 [Verse Two: Canibus] 'H' is for the head, where the dreams are kept 'T' is for the tourniquet wrapped around my leg 'R' is for the color of the blood that I bled Don't give a f** what I said cause we brothers 'til the end You got mine, I got yours, we survived five tours n***a, you my dog, four of them was my wars When I seen them I cry and bawl 'til my eyes get sore I'm tryin' to get my life back on course 'H' is for the Horror 'T' is for the Trauma 'R' is for the Rockets on the radar Doppler 'H' is for the Hades 'T' is for the Trainin' My rheumatism acts up when it starts rainin' Gotta get past the pain, and keep rappin' Mathematic magic make me a microphone a**a**in Rap so loud, rap with a growl Rap like I'm tryin' to block the whole world out If I don't know what to say, I don't say nothin' But if I don't know what to bus', I'ma keep bussin' Steel-fist lines, trigger gra**hopper-mines For fifty yards at a time, when I spit rhymes In the daytime, people look through my shaded blinds I tell them; I've got to take my time Investigate; draw the name on the template Search, segregate, silence, meditate Speed to the rear, safe-guard, interrogate Slap you in the face, show you how lyrics taste I'ma order steak so don't act like a ape Or I'ma never take you on another dinner date [Chorus: Canibus & Phoenix Orion] X2