Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Black MoonНазвание : Fuck it UpДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap hip hop underground hip-hop new york Видео:
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Call me, hits and say jack, cause I get no punani Flippin` a script, leaving the sucker ducks behind me I`m a threat to poetry, you know it`s me When you see brothers, running around, here now Duck Down Here comes the Buckshot Shorty Swingin` tracks, with more rhythm and blues then Berry Gordy Doing damage, when I vanish an MC, and picture the dream I`m a warrior, not Freddy Kruger Part Three Slap that wack shit, you can face your arraignment Life, I think you need some edutainment Try to slave my mind frame, you catch a spazasm Damn I feel good like a long awaited orgasm I blow up like a nigga who doing life in jail But failed, kick back and drink an L Yeah, I`m the man that control with this Run with a crew, and in my mind I`m a soloist I don`t walk, but verbally break x That`s why I got nuff respect, in this profession But all punk sucker ducks, still don`t know the answer to the question [Chorus 2x: Buckshot] How we gonna fuck it up? (Yo, it`s fucked up) How we gonna fuck it up? (Yo, it`s fucked up) How we gonna fuck it up? (Yo, it`s fucked up) How we gonna fuck it up? (Yo, it`s fucked up) [Buckshot] Here I come, with the mic in my right To get paid, plus raid the lime light For any MC, that`s so called, gets the props I rock hip hop, non stop, to give nots I`m the man, the original Straight from Crown Heights, my life`s subliminal Make my mark then spark, intellect, you`ll find And give insight to the blind I manifest the best when I step through Five deadly styles, but I don`t do kung fu Give me the tool and I go buckwild Bitches and niggaz on my dick because I`m versatile So if you bite, I`ll ignite the dynamite Battle words, and battles gone, but I`m not that type But I get hype, when I write to a format Produced by Evil Dee, so now it`s all that Watch your back, cause I attack And if you ain`t down with Beatminerz, your wig-wig-wack [Chorus 2x] [Buckshot] Lyrical genius, mic Mr. Wonderful I grab the mic and make it turn like a run-do Known to poetic, to terrorize, listen This is a call to other mc`s, time to televise A smooth black brother on the rap scene Doing my best to manifest to the fiend That I can finesse, and excel beyond any dope Guaranteed to turn the party out I light shit up like a professional mob hit No competition, cause the rest is garbage Yeah, I`m not the one to get played So back up off my dick, before I spark my renegade Lyrical melodies are chosen I revise the travel, cause the rest had `em dozin` Off, I`m the boss, don`t forget it When I rip it and stick it, manifest to the wicked And wow, I don`t smile when I catch wreck Fuck the body blows, I`m going straight for the neck [Chorus 2x] | Похожие исполнители:
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