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Da Fundamentalz

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Жанры : hardcore hip-hop metal swedish rap

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[Nine]
I waste MC`s like time
who wanna know the incredible original Nine
Burnin MC`s at degrees of five-hundred farenheit
Drop em back to celsius, lord help me it`s insane
Pop like tops on 40 o-z`s
Make cheese, while you sweat me for the proceeds
I survived cause I strived
then I cock back my fist and PUNCH out ya insides
Who`s left, cause Nine got rights
I squeeze tecs like spandex mad tight (right right)
One on one, don`t you make me buck you with my gun, baby
I`m tired of playing all these games
It seems like I-yah can`t get time out anymore
My name is Nine and your name is mud
When I come down, I-yah haffa come down raw
Just say, ohh, ohh, listen to the Nine my style is fat
Just say, no, no, sucker MC`s know they rhymes are wack
Just say, oh take your best shot, lemme see whatcha got
Ain`t got a lot, run from red dot, spot like cop
Oh lord, I got the drop, shot the blood claat
Non-stop, pop pop pop pop goes the gat
Still fat, still black
I still rap, and yo` ass is stilL WACK
Who`s that nigga with the booyaka?
It`s the one and only Nine and I`m doin ya
Weeded daily, always pack a half ounce G
Put springs in your boots and still can`t outbounce me
(Check one check two check tree)
Check as many as you want, but come check me, N-I-N-E

Chorus: Nine (repeat 2X)

Oh God I got Da Fundamentalz
Nine`ll grab the mic and rip up a instrumental
Oh God I got Da Fundamentalz
Nine`ll grab the mic and rip up a instrumental

[Nine]
Rock, the body body, rock the body body
Nine wants a hottie that treats me like I`m daddy daddy
The format I use, steps on blue suede shoes
I guzzle brews then mic check ONE TWO
I shake and bake the world, rearrange
like the chemical jheri curl, drink til I earl
*throws up* Excuse me, where was I? Stay fly
Never ran, never will, do or die
Chocolate thai got me lifted
No mistake, hit like a earthquake, son I`m gifted
N-I-N-E, came up in lights
I rock mics, down with street fights and chalice pipes
Niggaz know my steelo I`m 40 Below
Deep flow, act like you fuckin know
Infrared beams, baggy jeans, mic screens
Caffeine and nicotine makes me fiend I`m mean like Joe Greene
Down with a team, on point like the damn laser beam
It ain`t no fuckin dream
I pull styles out my ass like doodoo (SHIT)
Nine makes MC`s quick quick flick the Bic to the izz
Light, pull smoke, blow it in your area
with jaws, like a pitbull terrier
I attack instrumentals with Fundamentalz
off the head, no pen, no paper, no pencils
With the device I`m nice, if the price is right
I tear the motherfucker up all night
Bomb diddy bomb ba dang a dang
I got slang like Wu-Tang not many can hang

Chorus

[Nine]
For those who are unaware
This is another Fed Production warning
to all wack, sucker ass, punk ass crews
And all you industry niggaz who was sleeping
Now`s your wake-up call, punk..

Bob Lewis, Nine, Tony Stoute, Al Blount
The crew, is in effect
You cannot stop this
Protect your fuckin neck

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