Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Erick SermonНазвание : Erick SermonДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap hip hop east coast rap new york Видео:
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[erick sermon] Owww! Word em up, word em up yo Yeah yeah, word em up like dat Erick sermons in effect Def squad, thats the hype One more time word Yeah Yeah, mackadocious shit Yeah This is my openin, e comin at ya lazy style Versatile, crazy wild with my profile Dominatin the microphone, on my own Freakin it, with the ill vocal tone Outspoken, heres a token of my appreciation I bring drama like jason Who can see me? you better ask superman For his super vision, cause Im on a fuckin mission Test my skills, and I rearrange your fuckin grill Will kill if I have to get ill Get away, carry on, and step Like the s1s, cause my crew carry big guns To blow up, anybody in the range And plus Im bad as michael jackson, even though he +dangerous+ E double with the funk type shit This is it, so get with the skit motherfucker Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit Heyyyyyy, erick sermon (word, thats my motherfuckin name boy) Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit Heyyyyyy, erick sermon Check this out! I still get loose in the rap vocal booth I know I can, I can like a train caboose Smoke up the hardcore scene when I be rappin I make it blacken yo, and make things happen Why? Im like the michael jackson of rap Im bad, plus I moonwalk over tracks I am still, so a-mazin I flex, punk and get funky for the occasion Superstitious, so I kill black cats and all that And buck em down with the gat E double in the house dont you know me Whats up homey loc, step and you get smoked I have a dream like martin luther king That one day, yo, I can do away With the pitiful, and the critical wack mcs Seperate the ocean, and throw em in between Grab my nuts, hold em, becaues theyre golden With more wins than hulk hogan Its the future, of a dope producer On the rise, the hype is my green eyes Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit Heyyyyyy, erick sermon (word, thats my motherfuckin name boy) Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit Heyyyyyy, erick sermon Aowww, part three! Shhhhh, quiet, your rap styles tired The stores cant sell it, the fans wont buy it Hell no - even if it was sold at an auction Boy get rid of it, like an abortion Word is bond, you made a mistake And struck out, while Im home safe at the plate Def squad, act like you know, backed by russell And that word to me means dough Cause look -- Ive been rich and Ive been poor Now Im back in the door hardcore So whattup duke peace to the crew Def squads in the house gettin wrecktafied beaucoup Motherfucker! Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit Heyyyyyy, erick sermon (word, thats my motherfuckin name boy) Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit Who am I e.d. the green eyed bandit Heyyyyyy, erick sermon Like dat! | Похожие исполнители:
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