Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Afu RaНазвание : Mortal CombatДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h r h Видео:
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featuring Masta Killa [Afu-Ra] Nine-nine style, you know what`m sayin? Comin at ya This is how we do... Parapalegic, my fighting stance too strategic No shadows on my kicks too much cheap Horrific, to be specific, I`m comin through with gugitzu Bone-crushin, bone-breakin, as I get into Scorpion styles, with the speed of a cheeta Hit your pressure points with light skills I be the Master, Iron palms is elemental Combinations damaging nations in the mental Cerebral cortex is obselete You`ll die ten times if your tryin to test me Tae-ous master, rhyme styles disaster Studied on the cliffs of mountains readin scrools Holdin it down, Iron Sheik, she come Apprenticed in the temple with the ??? I went through torture, deadly styles I`m the author Ingested metals, yeah, they make me supernova Triple-spinnin, kicks, side-kicks, and hook-kicks They comin chiller, so, you must be Masta Killa Chorus: Afu-Ra Its Afu, change my style, change the weather Its Afu, change your mind, just too clever Its Afu, all the weak styles I sever Combinin two styles on the mic with Masta Killa *repeat* [Masta Killa] Comin through, nuff respect due, check... The great ones have searched for the richeous data To show and prove and master the seperation of matter The ?? rep, never lose conscience of self Shed a cell, keep it moving factor Sword swing in the temple, mental state, danger chamber Eight yang slang, Wu-Tang train vibrant soldiers in this rap game Like that Shanghai, chinky-eyed chick from Bed Stuy Win Chung from Lafayette, prophecy of Malcolm X 57 park it, might spark, its the heart One blood cell featuring Masta Kill At dark he goes, bust guns Trust none, touch one, young sun Prodigal Sun, Killer Bees disease Homegrown flown from overseas city under siege Your eyes bleed, the weed got a red dred Like spinnin roundhouse kicks to the head, leave dead Chorus | Похожие исполнители:
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