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Артист: King SunНазвание : Soft Shoe BootyДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop under 2000 listeners rap hip hop oldskool Видео:
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You soft shoe booty-ass punk muthafucka Thought you were tough, then you cold ran out of luck A minute ago I know you thought it was easy To diss me, but you missed me, and that didn`t please me A song and dance doesn`t give you a chance to advance I think you better go home and enhance Your lyrical skills on the real, you can`t swing On the devine, be off mine, picture the King Bein all up in the open, hopin you could step to I be a monkey`s uncle, and you`re my nephew Climbin on my back while I`m flowin with the tracks Tryin to learn how to burn - this is what you lack Air, gas and energy, greater than Con Edison Fuel into infinity with pure solar medicine I know what time it is, I clock it on the Sun dial Chumps are beaten, tied up and dragged for miles I`m so foul, that at times I`m bad news Battle me and lose, you win a pair of shoes Made of concrete, there`s somethin sweet about that To match your dead man suit and your dead man`s hat When it`s right I deliver, at the bottom of the river You`ll be found, gagged and bound, with no liver I fed it to a kid that always bit suckers Soft shoe booty-ass punk muthafucka Each and every line I design with precision In the mind I`m inclined, appealin to your vision On a physical basis - never the racist one My mission is to see that competition is done So I do em, throw em to the crowd Make the crowd boo while I diss em out loud Girls that wanna battle, I serve em, then I screw em Next time I see em, I don`t say nothin to em But then they wanna sweat me, they can`t get me Keep your cool, you`re a fool to upset me Illegit, half-wit geek-ass nerd (I heard the god can`t rhyme) Yeah, fuck what you heard You got nerve, you deserve to be stuffed in your mouth Then you can pop shit while your teeth are fallin out I throw joints to score points at war Once more I make sure you leave through the door On a stretcher, I betcha your concussions are rushin frequent Blow for blow my k.o.`s have been a sequence Step up of step off, the choice is yours There`s always room for one more on the floor You lay down and stay down, until the full count to 10 Unanymous decision - I win I know you wonder what part of the game is this If you know like I know, it`s the part you missed Anybody coulda told you, I`m diesel like a truck to A soft shoe booty-ass punk muthafucka I was gonna let you slide, but I decided not to Don`t even try to run, cause I got you Trapped like a rat, your tail bein squeezed In the trap I set, caught you goin for the cheese Sayin please doesn`t mean you`re released from the scene of the crime Tryin to step to me with your bullshit rhymes You practice in a daily rehearsal I`m universal, dramatic or commercial One thing to say about the King is worth big money Dig, money, I master 120 Okay, you got a gun, now I`m supposed to be afraid? You pull the trigger, I pull the pin to the grenade If you catch me in a chest, bust, I`m in a vest You`ll be blown to the zone of your perpetual rest Don`t ever try to take me out the box again Even on Fantasy Island - you`re never gonna win Your fans are all mislead, cause you`re mentally dead Count your heads, cause your boys just fled They ran off and left you, played you like a sucker Soft shoe botty-ass punk muthafucka (Witness the strength) --> N.W.A (It`s just another nigga dead) --> Ice Cube | Похожие исполнители:
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