Coin Banks - Hatches lyrics

Verse 1: Coin Banks : You batten down, we battened up, now you trying to bury down I bury ya'll, bust through the doors, Kramer up in Jerry's house Pour me some of that Henny thanks, I'll be sure to take every ounce We be sure to take everything Then we bounce How inconsiderate am i, make ya chicks berry bounce Turn her cherry out, spreading out in her wedding gown Doing aerials with her a** on the floor Don't hear a sound Parked on ya lawn, calm of the storm Rationalize the art of the war You scramble for life, while I'm at the door Bring the hammer out, swing the hammer round So, board up ya windows and doors Quick just batten down the, hatches Grab my hammer it's on Rama Lama Ding Dong, cause a racket, act a ratchet Go bananas King Kong , Coin and Pac Div on that rap sh** Chorus: Atom Scratch "Batten Down The Hatches" Verse 2: Like: Motivated, trying to get them operating's Cultivated, play the beat; I'm gliding on it like rollerblading So amazing, that's ya girl? Take ya girl Break ya girl, and then pa** her back, that's a wrap, a** is wack, as for rap Handle that like C Paul, handle that like Fifa dog Matter fact, it's your freaker bro, we smashing that, it's free for all Packing up, she back it up, She acting up She ain't f**ing with you if you don't have enough Better get them hatches up Pull up in them Acura's n***as bring them ratchets up Leave you in them aqua ducts Face down like you bout to get some acupunc- ture , sir, your never certain, whatever's yours You are the sickness, we are the cure You're the roses, were the manure Where's my valour I am trip, here's a brochure And I produce, and I record And I preform, and I'm on tour n***a, what? Chorus: Atom Scratch "Batten Down The Hatches" Verse 3: Coin Banks: You are the type to open the door, we are the ones that knock Its Coin and Ta-Ku, Walt and Jessy, homie yo we lab partners Hit you with a haymaker; see you a day later Ta-Ku the Black Mamba, can Superman save angles? Dwight in LA, I pivot and drive in the lane, swish Coin and Ta-Ku, like Pippen and Mike in the game, bish I'm the Big Lebowski Handle all my house keep, bish Wonder how the world would do without me Try and drown a fish Cherry jubilee flambé, sautéed, hella gourmet I swing the hammer all day, hey, Harry Belafonte Get retwerked, you'll need work, so prepare, we coming Kick a hole in the speaker, and jet, keep it 3 hundred