Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Special EdНазвание : Walk the WalkДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap old school rap east coast rap hip hop Видео:
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This right here For all them niggas that like to talk Talk the talk You better walk the walk Knowmsayin? Cause one of these days When I see you in the dark [ VERSE 1 ] I wage war on stage or street I battle defeat Relentless You get shot like tetanus Feel the wetness Gush I`m in a rush No time to sigh Now die Shit is so fly that I gotta get clearance In case I enter air space interference Mach 1 When I rock, son Cause I take off While you make fake soft Little jingles Sell a few singles But that ain`t shit Cause a hit ain`t a hit without the lyricalist And at 22 I`m takin any crew At any time Cause many rhyme But a lemon ain`t a lime And I don`t falsify to get by You must be more than herbally high To verbally comply To my vocal range I get strange when I change Into the syllable killer So beware Cause I`ll be there Lurkin, workin Till your head hurtin [ CHORUS ] (Hey yo Ed) What? (Niggas wanna talk!) (Now let`s see if they walk the walk!) (3x) [ VERSE 2 ] I break and bruise the backs Of musical acts Cause I slam harder than a steel door I`m real raw, so nigga, what you feel for? I`m straight to the point, like a line Me and this mic of mine Stay tight, whether I write or freestyle You see style You never thought existed I`m unlisted You can look, but you`ll never locate Where I rotate Cause I never stop or rest, and I ain`t You get wet like paint You feel faint, you wanna faint You can`t stand me, the man with the stuff Come with bullshit and get snuffed, cream puff You are pastry Cause you be tasty When I`m eatin em Beatin em into men`s meat I never been sweet You don`t wanna come on my street In the heat Son, gashes Hot flashes Sun first I come gun first Feet second I keep wreckin So you can keep on checkin [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3 ] I`m nice like a old lady Similak, baby Pure, nourrishing Rhymes flourishing I know you`re starvin, come and get a taste Bring the beef and I`ll discard the waste Shit ain`t the same Things done changed Now I got your whole life re-arranged Till I say so Now you`re livin every day slow Cause everybody nervous But this is professional mic service Dummy, now give me the money Before I put one in your honey Cause Sonny don`t Cher Hands in the air I drug it so rugged, those panty hose tear I give you a run for yours I won wars I burn niggas like sauce Don`t ever underestimate the power of the force Mark Spark the chalk And turn the lights off dark Seance, no response You can`t believe you can`t breathe Cause when you`re from the ave you never leave [ CHORUS ] | Похожие исполнители:
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