Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Don Johnson Big BandНазвание : Nutwood CutДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : finnish hip-hop jazz electronic hip hop Видео:
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With a mic in my hand I`m number one in the chain of command And it was all planned beforehand I stand corrected and perfected the styles you call grand Evolve and solve, involve the small band My crew, the click, that blew the brick wall down Internationally renown, the hki ball ground All crowned, the big band, the dogg pound Just a small amount of money and plenty of raw sound It`s all round the city, the word on the street We can rock you with a midi, and turn on the beat Put down a word on a sheet of paper in my sleep And shape a syllable to complete the skyscraper Of the mind, with minerals and elements designed On a blue print at the back of my head When i rhymed and bled sweat, tears and flames Caged on a burned bed And reclined as the stage turned red When i perform there`s exactly seven ways to understand What`s going on, the way i deviate and break the norm The way i storm the stage, you`re caught in a cage I left every last member of the audience engaged I`m enraged flipping sm58 with ease Gripping, raising fees, the minimum wage in a freeze I seize the moment, but time flees when i foment Lyrics of fury captivating minds like an omen No men can stop the force of the big band unleashed Three man deaconry, father metro high priest Mind east, body west, north and south we get blessed My five piece is loaded with a manifest Four clicks before the gunshot Get my motherfucking gat strapped for the mugshot The thug shot, we burn the fonque out the buckshot And get the crickets and mosquitos for the bugshot Yo it`s a coup d`йtat, we bringin` you the star spangled black Blue dakar, you want to ride with us to paris Move the car, the charismatic johnson blew the bar That`s when their jaws drop, what the fuck, and who the star now? We on the radio and in the record stores Catching eighty old men every week, in record scores Our record falls in a category all of its own All of it`s grown like an allegory, all of it`s blown up And hyped, making heads bop, then stop to say that shit is tight Let`s drop it and wrap it up for the night Despite my shortcomings, more rhymes are forthcoming Four times, a short running, i rocked the sport stunning heads Helsinki to frankfurt, fill in the blank word If i`m not number one or two, i`m ranked third Helsinki to frankfurt, fill in the blank word If i`m not number one or two, i`m ranked third | Похожие исполнители:
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