Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Kool G Rap and DJ PoloНазвание : Wanted: Dead or AliveДанные: текст песни / слова песни Видео:
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You`re scared straight as soon as G Rap penetrates You wanna escape, but you got a date to meet fate Run for your life when I`m starting Suckers are getting turned to missing motherfuckers on a milk carton Danger, when I rearrange and change a face, ace You`re being replaced by a stranger I injure, and escape like a ninja You got struck by a fucking revenger A bullet inserted in your head, a shot got Murdered, nobody seen shit, nobody heard it Fuck around, the price is more than McDonald`s pays And you can sing my blues to Billie Holiday Put your ass in my path and I`m a blast it Mind over matter, I burn like battery acid Terrorizing, sizing up the guys-a Finger on trigger, when I pull it, a bullet flys in G`s a madman, came from the Badlands Crush niggas in my bare hands like beer cans Leaving a gash like the New York Slasher Showing my inches in a trench like a flasher You got a problem, I`m a problem solver Solve more problems with a .357 revolver Come near you pay dearly And I can barely hear when you talk so speak up clearly On a sole role, the golden mic holder And I flatten your ass just like a steam roller Pity for niggas I waste Try to disrespect, get the taste of a neck brace I got your ass on target You got beef? You better save it for the motherfucking meat market Rhymes choke you like a headlock If a sucker`s asleep, I turn his shit into Bedrock Come on son, get done in Niggas are running like the redcoats is coming I enlist punk niggas that want some of this And what`s left is the breath of a death wish ("Rappers go six feat under") (Repeat 4x) A pimp that loves shrimps and lobster And for a hobby I`m hitting niggas up like a mobster I got a story for each little poor territory The ghetto glory in all categories The death threats I received from the head vests I`m riffing, the suckers stiffen up like a dead pet The troop that stoops to brutality Giving all nationalities a taste of reality Kool G Rap is here to draw And any sucker that tries to beat him, you meet him in a morgue All victims unidentified, so check it You gotta see if it was the sucker from the dental record What I use to torture liars: Either fire, barbed wire, live wire, or pliers So you thought you could last? Go and get a green thumb because your ass is grass Eric B. is the undertaker His pockets swoll because he`s rolling in more dough than a baker Quiet type, but I won`t have it Cause when I swing with the boys I get noisy like traffic So if you know what I know, see what I see G Rap is down with a mafioso posse And I`m quick to go stick other suckers With a smile just like a sick motherfucker A bullet inside the sucker`s guts and Hit butt and his nuts, we throw him in the Hudson This is for all the non-believers They receive a gash in their ass from a meat cleaver Don`t even try to get fast You know the time because I`m 5 seconds off your ass A nightmare leaving you suckers breathless You stepping to Kool G Rap, then that`s a death wish ("Rappers go six feat under") (Repeat 4x) | Похожие исполнители:
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