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Артист: BlackaliciousНазвание : Lyric FathomДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop hip hop rap underground hip-hop underground hip hop Видео:
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Rappers step to me like I`m a doormat Check the format, I pour raps Not your average everyday hardcore act actin` I`m like a mac 10, a uzi and a AK-47 Rollin` with crazy kids like Bebe Mayday mayday, I used to listen to KDAY in my heydays I ride the bus with a dream of one day lampin` inside of a Mercedes Benz with sheepskin interior And two fifteens, and to rip means to get creamed I`m large as a hippopotamus, trip, I gotta dis Sip a bottomless cup of brew and I`m getting raw to this If a rapper tries to step, I rip and slaughter his ass Some shit, he oughta just swallow his pride and get to following this I`m marvelous like Marvin Haggler in his prime I carve kids like a dagger with my mind I start shit with rappers who can`t rhyme I spark spliffs cuz I don`t stagger when I`m high But when I`m drunk I do, punk I do not acknowledge wackness I gotcha grandma doin` backflips and tumbles I rumble through the jungle with Ollie and Frasier Call me the savior of hip hop I rip shop and get my proppers Come get with this ak, my style is akwards I never mock words, I talk towards the inner city youth Revealing it, the truth I`m feeling that the proof is in the pudding I put men that would end hip hop in my shop and I torture Chorus: Check out my lyric fathom Check it brothers, really, check it out (Gift Of Gab): As I walk through the jungle with a knife on my ankle Taking lives, skip will shank you lyrically Apparently niggas wanna sleep still Keep still, I`m packin` the a heap of skills I`m rhyming to keep an ill mind, Saddam type shit Your arm might get snapped like a twig Rap like a nig-gero possessed thorough The astonishing mission, dishing pain Fishing in brains, plain lynching niggas bitchin` So take a ride, I`d abide by my rules Cuz fools I had duels with, I left them in the pool pit, I rule kids I`m a kamikaze bomb, drop a nigga with an arsenal of drama in my rhymes With the tracks and backs and heads is broken to pieces Rapture`s phat, ya dead, ya croaked I wrote this piece as just a little dedication to the rappers on the other level Budded out and looking into space, a new frontier And I can probably bet cha that we got anything you want here Cuz punk, we`re the crew that make you cheer The two that make you fear and send you back to the rear We`re here CHORUS (Gift Of Gab): I flip and I rip shit I whip and I dip shit With the lyrical form, I did kick it slick I`m gifted, I`m ripping a nitwit to shreds Get the Feds to arrest me for slaughtering emcees That`s right, on my testicles Come get a little array of the skill supreme Wanna defeat me? My nigga, you should kill the dream The noise, the boys, the count, everybody When I drop fat styles that ain`t your simple blahzay blah Lodi Dodi average Joe Simpleton with a average flow Have to go after you jugular Then shit gets uglier Man I hope you take heed I`m making brain cells bleed in excess amount of hemoglobin I rap, yes I`m out to see you bobbin` ya noggin` I`ve been gobblin` niggas talkin` shit like Hagen-Daas Stompin` ‘em, mobbin` with the ill ass skill as seen On individuals who fiend for the real shit | Похожие исполнители:
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