Shadow Huntaz - Figure of Speech lyrics

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Shadow Huntaz - Figure of Speech lyrics

[Chorus] Figure of Speech [VERSE 1] I went for broke Let the cat out the bag And had a fit sh** hits the fan Now I got a bone to pick But it's a Catch-22 That's life So, pipe down Back on the wagon Hunky dory Heavens to Betsy Rules are made to be broke [?] Bust your chops Quicker than snot on a hot rock Knock knock Waiting for the other shoe to drop But you don't know squat Come hell or high water Now that's a tall order Good die young Like cattle to slaughter Wake up, smell the coffee With a big cup of joe Yo, I walked the wildside In the middle of the road Jumping Jehosaphat Time to get back to basics [?] On the tip of my tongue Yo, I can taste it Six ways to Sunday Whole ball of wax Made your bed, now lie in it Facts are facts Now we back in black [?] [?] Barked up the wrong tree A little bird told me Whole world's a stage [?] Shooting the sh** Down with my clique So let's go [Chorus] [VERSE 2] @ 1:52 I put my 2 cents in Pa**ed the buck But dropped dimes Skeletons in my closet But I'm dressed to the 9's Roll with the punches Bust your balls And break a leg Run a little hot But I'm cooler than the shade Loose cannon Half-co*ked [Load to bare?] Armed to the teeth Bite the bullet Truth or dare Chips are down High on the hog Face the music Sooth the savage beast But I got more excuses... Than a n_ that's going to jail Been too many times to the well Dead man tell no tale Pardon my French...Kiss But loose lips sink ships I'm over the top 3 sheets to the wind Sitting duck Turkey shoot Under your skin But take it on the chin One shot [?] Pull the plug I'm in the house that hate built But can you feel the love? [Chorus] [VERSE 3] [?] I'm a dead ringer Yours truly A little knowledge is a dangerous thing So sue me Fly off the handle Run of the mill It's like trying to teach [?] Ice skating uphill Funny thing happened on the way to the show Hell broke loose Dropped the hammer And that's all she wrote [Gotta hard road to tow?] But if I had my druthers I'd be olly olly oxen free Safety in numbers Shiver me timbers Cold as a witches tit Cowlick or cowslick? There's no doubt about it Ba** ackwards Baby boomer Bag of bones People in gla** houses shouldn't throw stones [Chorus]