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Ladies and gentlemen

Ladies and Gentlemen (speech)--Accuse La Banks

written & produced by Accuse La Banks


Speech

Yeah, Han! Accuse La Banks baby, what’s up yo?

Verse 1

Ladies and gentlemen
Ya’ll welcome to the world of Accuse La Banks baby
Where the rules of normal existence, no longer exist
You see, my kind of world, is different from your own kind of world
So you don’t expect our kind of choice to be the same
The life we live in, determines the choice of ****
We both gonna need to move on
Some say you’re just a ghost of your old self now
Yeah right, but this ghost is a living ghost
And he keeps coming back, to give new life to those
Who are in need of it
‘Cos those that believe without seeing
Believe me ladies and gentlemen
Those are the believers. Yeah

Chorus

Please don’t get me insane
Please don’t get me insane
You don’t wanna get me insane, no
Please don’t get me insane

Verse 2

Yeah, I see those player haters, waiting for me to time out
**** that! Ya’ll gonna die waiting mo! fuckers
Let’s say, I was just on a long holiday
Well, holiday is over now, it’s time for some action now
And believe me ladies and gentlemen, I’m classic
Accuse is classic, uuh yeah!
Please don’t get confused, I ain’t just another new jack
I’m just another old school ****, coming back with new ****
I told ya’ll, that I’m lifting weight now, trying to get back in shape now
‘Cos there’s a lot of ****, I have to put my weight on
And ya’ll gonna soon find out, what the **** that means
I’m coming after you mo! fuckers
And I intend to leave no stone unturned, yeah

Chorus

Please don’t get me insane
Please don’t get me insane
You don’t wanna get me insane, no
Please don’t get me insane

Verse 3

What’s up baby love, your soldier is here now
You just give me an order
And I ma’ straight strong out, and go disrespect ‘em
If anybody troubles you ma, I’ll be coming with an army
And you can count on that
I’m here to rule ****,
But for now, it’s all looking like a big joke
Ok! Ok!
I think they say, it’s the follow up that counts
Hmm! So the say han! And so shall it be
I’m sure ya’ll didn’t hear me right that time
But lord knows ya’ll gonna hear me right this time
Sometimes I like to sing love songs.
Yeah, shame on those that know nothing about love
But most of the time, I prefer to sing any song
Lord knows my empire ain’t gonna collapse. And I quote
   
Chorus

Please don’t get me insane
Please don’t get me insane
You don’t wanna get me insane, no
Please don’t get me insane


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Approach me carefully

Approach me carefully—Accuse La Banks

Written & produced by Accuse La Banks

Chorus
Approach me carefully
War! War! War! War!
Mo! fuckers approach me carefully
War! War! War! War!

Rap 1

It takes a lot of stamina to stay focus
Enemies swarming over me like locust
I battle to wiggle through hold ups
****! Tested to the breaking point
But somehow I broke the evil deadlock
Overcome all odds, I thank Oh Lord
For giving me reason to smile
These mo! Fuckers wanna see, tears in my eyes
To all the so called friends and families
Sons of bitches ain’t nothin’ but enemies
I put my life on the line for these fuckers!
All I get is back stab from these suckers!
Father **** you all mo! fuckers

Chorus

Rap 2

I’m half high now, but I’m still smoking
In meditation chamber, I’m scoping
Plotting payback, Lord I ain’t joking
With deadly grin, damn I’m cold coding
Rebel’s gonna return fire
The life of hide and seek is gonna be ya nightmare
I ain’t letting ya having ya way with me
They complaining, that I walk too proud
Mo! Fuckers that’s sex appeal
They can’t stand it ‘cos I’ve got extra skills
So they wanna ruin all that I believe in
Damn! You all Mo! fuckers
I ma’ wave through ya’ll like seismic, yeah

Chorus

Rap 3

I’m going out, just to make more enemies
No more friends better make more enemies
Suckers wanna put me where they want me
I see grave yards for these dummies
You think you’re a ****, you think you know ****
You’ve not seen it all until you’ve seen me
I ma’ drag you into a war that you can’t win
Watching you getting fucked up from the entrance
Find out, try step near me
Yeah, from asterisks to asterisks
By the time ya’ll start bending
I ma’ be the only **** still standing
No matter how the game is demanding, yeah

Chorus

 


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Get up

Get up --Accuse La Banks

Written & produced by Accuse La Banks

Intro

Yeah, what’s up ya all?
Accuse La Banks baby in da house you know
This is how I wanna jump ya all on this one
Get up! Get up!

Chorus

Watching how you do it   --      Get up!
Watching how you move it
Watching how you groove it
Got my eyes on you
 
 

Rap 1

Yeah,
When I say get up, mo! fuckers hit da floor
Like grasshopper momi hip it up
Accuse is here to set it off
Who says smokin’ dope is somethin’ odd
Han! The alkaloid is a friend of yours
Yeah, when the atmosphere is smoked up
Niggaz know, that’s when da hit is on
Soldiers don’t stay down you don’t belong there
Get the **** up, swing is in da air
Yeah, just keep poppin’ it
Snap ya fingers, just keep bobbin’ it
It’s ya dance floor, come on keep on rockin’ it

Chorus

Rap 2

Yeah,
Mo! Fuckers do you believe that I’m still alive?
After all this years, I’m still alive!
We’ve been playin’ hide and seek for a while now
And you suckers been tryin’ to catch me
Oh! Uh! No! You’re not a pro’
No, you’re not a pro’, you cannot roll
You can’t come close to this commando
My **** is hard coded, you can’t decode
I’m a ganjaholic, tryin’ to stay holy
I don’t sell it, but I pop it like lolli
Tryin’ to do my ****, but these sons of bitches
Been fuckin’ around like real snitches

Chorus

Rap 3

Yeah,
I stay evergreen, evergreen with my masterpiece
Volcano eruptin’ from the abyss
Front up, and I ma’ stop ya heartbeat
Han! Disaster respect nobody
My book of history has no empty page
Ancient heavyweight, back to ride the highway
Lord knows I’m stingin’ back defensively
At those suckers who don’t wanna let me be
I’ll take down those considered as enemies
Yeah, it’s a fighter’s destiny
To all my soldiers out there who are born to fight
Get the **** up and defy these enemies

Bridge

Get up, hip it up
Momi momi get up, Dan! Dan! Dan!
Get up, hip it up
Papi papi get up, Dan! Dan! Dan

Chorus


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My system is on (o version)

My system is on--Accuse La Banks

Written & produced by Accuse La Banks

Intro
Da **** up!
What’s up ****, I wanna **** that **** up
Yeah, yeah **** that **** up, what?
What’s up ****, I wanna **** that **** up

Chorus

Is it right to let you know      ------ Da **** up!
Is it wrong for you to know            what’s up **** I wanna **** that **** up  
Baby my, baby my, system is on    yeah, yeah **** that **** up
I think is right to let you know       what’s up **** I wanna **** that **** up  
‘Bout the way I feel for you            yeah, yeah **** that **** up
Baby I’m, baby I’m, I’m in love     what’s up **** I wanna **** that **** up   

Rap 1

Yeah,
Sex appeal, my whole body system is on, Han!
You damn crazy cool baby, come on!
Never met a mama with such a dim look
With **** saying romance me, romance me
Words ain’t enough to show you what I mean
When I think about the ways I wanna flip it
Baby my--Baby come,
Baby my--To make you ****,
System is on--yeah, yeah I wanna **** that **** up

Chorus

Rap 2

Yeah,
It feels good to find a freak like you boo
‘Cos just a freak like you, can make me feel cool
****, you know how you got me turned on
I’ve been chilling, all along for ya, come on
Wanna treat that **** like a jungle fever
Like a crazy horse, wanna ride you to a coma
Baby my--Baby come,
Baby my--To make you ****,
System is on--yeah, yeah I wanna **** that **** up

Chorus


Rap 3

Yeah,
Always thought, that I can never fall in love
But when I saw you ma, ya **** proved me wrong
Wanna get freaky, with that sexy body
Wanna make you scream like that, feel the daddy
The thought of smoking you kind of got me
Come on, don’t leave me on, give it to me  
Baby my--Baby come,
Baby my--To make you ****,
System is on--yeah, yeah I wanna **** that **** up

Chorus

Last talk

Ha! Ha! What’s up yo!
Accuse La Banks baby you know what I’m sayin’ Han!
It’s about time to start droppin’ like a mo! ****
Yeah, this one is for all the neighborhood mamas
You know what I mean
This one is dedicated to all the home boys and home girls out there
Holler, yeah, yeah.


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Feel me (O version)

Feel Me--Accuse La Banks

Written & produced by Accuse La Banks

Chorus

Feel me feel me, all my real niggaz
I got my deep **** rollin’ on
Feel me feel me, all my street bitches
I got my freak **** goin’ on

Rap 1

My finger’s on the trigger, bad news
My finger’s on the trigger, crime stories
My finger’s on the trigger, gangster tale
My finger’s on the trigger, yo smell the gun smoke
As I gun tote, niggaz on my gun row
As I count tolls, the bodies of all my foes
As I’m gun fucking, all the fuckin’ hell hoes
I got the neighborhood under control
Dig me or diss me, Han! As I explode
Shooting any ****-hole, better be dead known
It’s a row call, on all of da so-called
Da don’s presiding over the soul cuts

Chorus

Feel me feel me, all my real niggaz
I got my deep **** rollin’ on
Feel me feel me, all my street bitches
I got my freak **** goin’ on

Rap 2

When the Don cokes, you know it’s a hard coke
When the Don smokes, you know it’s a hard smoke
When the Don rolls, you know it’s a hard roll
**** up, and find ya self with bullet holes
I’m head slicing, build like mo! ****
The body layer, call me the undertaker
Yeah it’s true, we say, ‘Dow shall not kill’
But what about the fuckers that want us all killed
I keep an eye on suckers playing silly games
Like a cat, watches a bird in a bird cage
You’ve gotta be careful like a pregnant lady
Rollin’ on ice skate, it might be a may day

Chorus

Feel me feel me, all my real niggaz
I got my deep **** rollin’ on
Feel me feel me, all my street bitches
I got my freak **** goin’ on

Rap 3

When I strip off, it’s a must to see curves
Mama strip off, as I hip the **** up
Party’s going down and it’s blaring like warfare
Accuse in da house, yeah I’m right here
I turn the level up, men! Pipe flaming on
Mo! **** keep talking like an enemy
You might end up loosing ya whole families 
Never heard of me, check the databases
Forging life from ruin, I’m back to rock places
Street procedures, better watch me closely
Yeah, whenever the music get me crazy
I’ll be coming back to make ya’ll crazy

Chorus

Feel me feel me, all my real niggaz
I got my deep **** rollin’ on
Feel me feel me, all my street bitches
I got my freak **** goin’ on


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Feel me (China mix)

Feel Me (China mix)--Accuse La Banks

Written & produced by Accuse La Banks

Chorus

Laiba laiba chauntila ichi
Hu ba piolia tan nii hai

Rap 1

My finger’s on the trigger, bad news
My finger’s on the trigger, crime stories
My finger’s on the trigger, gangster tale
My finger’s on the trigger, yo smell the gun smoke
As I gun tote, niggaz on my gun row
As I count tolls, the bodies of all my foes
As I’m gun fucking, all the fucken hell hoes
I got the neighborhood under control
Dig me or diss me, Han! As I explode
Shooting any ****-hole, better be dead known
It’s a roll call on all of da so-called
Da don’s presiding over the soul cuts

Chorus

Laiba laiba chauntila ichi
Hu ba piolia tan nii hai

Rap 2

When the Don cokes, you know it’s a hard coke
When the Don smokes, you know it’s a hard smoke
When the Don rolls, you know it’s a hard roll
**** up, and find ya self with bullet holes
I’m head slicing, build like mo! ****
The body layer, call me the undertaker
Yeah it’s true, we say, ‘Dow shall not kill’
But what about the fuckers that want us all killed
I keep an eye on suckers playing silly games
Like a cat, watches a bird in a bird cage
You’ve gotta be careful like a pregnant lady
Rollin’ on ice skate, it might be a may day

Chorus

Laiba laiba chauntila ichi
Hu ba piolia tan nii hai

Rap 3

When I strip off, it’s a must to see curves
Mama strip off, as I hip the **** up
Party’s going down and it’s blaring like warfare
Accuse in da house, yeah I’m right here
I turn the level up, men! Pipe flaming on
Mo! **** keep talking like an enemy
You might end up loosing ya whole families  
Never heard of me, check the databases
Forging life from ruin, I’m back to rock places
Street procedures, better watch me closely
Yeah, whenever the music get me crazy
I’ll be coming back to make ya’ll crazy

Chorus

Laiba laiba chauntila ichi
Hu ba piolia tan nii hai


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I need ya

I need ya--Accuse La Banks

Written & produced by Accuse La Banks

Chorus


Oh! Girl, oh I need ya on my way
I need ya in my life
Girl I need ya in my world
Baby, oh I need ya on my way
I need ya in my life
Girl I need ya in my world

Verse 1

Girl all I want is to be a part of you
Momi I just wanna love you
And I promise I’ll be true
Hey! Hey! Hey! Love! I’m taking on this gamble
I’m throwing caution to the wind
That much you got me open
I can change my mind about anything you do
But I cannot change my mind about loving you

Chorus

Oh! Girl, oh I need ya on my way
I need ya in my life
Girl I need ya in my world
Baby, oh I need ya on my way
I need ya in my life
Girl I need ya in my world

Verse 2

Girl in only you, I’ve got the joy that I need
I bless the day I found thee
Without you my world stands still
Time and time I take a look at your profile
I always love what I see
The thrill I get is pure bliss
I can change my mind about anything you do
But I cannot change my mind about loving you

Chorus

Oh! Girl, oh I need ya on my way
I need ya in my life
Girl I need ya in my world
Baby, oh I need ya on my way
I need ya in my life
Girl I need ya in my world
 
Bridge

Heaven knows I’m truly down for whatever with you
Heaven knows I cannot change my mind about loving you (2x)

Chorus

Oh! Girl, oh I need ya on my way
I need ya in my life
Girl I need ya in my world
Baby, oh I need ya on my way
I need ya in my life
Girl I need ya in my world


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Your days are numbered

Your days are numbered--by Accuse La Banks

Written & produced by Accuse La Banks

Chorus

To all you fuckers
Your days are numbered
To all you suckers
Your days are numbered
I’m coming after you
Your days are numbered
I’m coming to burn you down
Your days are numbered

Rap 1
Yeah, I drop Accuse for all you suckers
I drop La Banks for all you mo! fuckers
Considered me a threat, now what you gonna do
‘Cos I’m here and unstoppable
Yeah something ominous is on the loose
Ever since I was out of my mama’s womb
Mo! fuckers wanna cuff my moves
But with prayer, I always get my move
Now I’ve cooked something, Crazy! Crazy!
Who’s that **** who wanna waylay me
To the left, to the right and to the center
Hear my war cry, I’ve come just to massacre

Chorus

Rap 2

I’m coming live and direct to have a nice time
I’ve been thinking about the trip for such a long time
‘Cos there are some kinds of human errors
That even fate, regards as stupid flaws
So like Socrates I have to plan my war
Double check on all the chances and all the odds
So when I get my move on I can’t be stopped
Folks, that’s why I’m a little late
But now, I’ve stepped right inside
To turn insiders into intruders
Sound the trumpet, wave the war flag
Accuse is about to smoke ya ****

Chorus

Rap 3

Yeah, the king of games, they used to say
Han! Is still the game of the kings
And since God is the king of all kings
You can’t play me since you can’t play God
And I know that God doesn’t sell out
So he won’t sell me out to you suckers
So I choose to play my game by God’s rules
And always winning, because I’m God’s dude
Now I’m establishing supremacy
Against all odds, gaddemit!
Detonating wax like Van damn-it
Oh! No! Mo! fuckers **** is pending

Chorus


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