Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Typical CatsНазвание : QweloquiallismsДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop underground hip-hop hip hop chicago rap hip-hop underground hip-hop hip hop chicago rap Видео:
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You spit irrelevant Delicate flows Speak child Intelligent, Mellow shit kills fellowships ___ freestyles Smile. Punch lines can crush the spines of the skeptics Perfection stepped in Three guesses who the best is Check it, Check it Hello, Hello Yo Yo I am, I ams dumb, dumb Can, Can Qwel, Qwel rock, rock? Well, Well um, um Fear, fear kids, kids Cans, cans spray paint _____ Look out below, its that flow that you were shoutin` `bout so loud Crush flows in mudslides Ha ha that ra(?) in punchlines Funny like when the thug sun dies at moonrise I`m sunshine Echos at graveyards are speakin` of us(Echoed) Seekin to touch those rainbow demons breathin` beneath graffiti buffs Feed the needy Fucking bleeding down the side of silver snakes _____ in a hollow-safeguard(?) Dollars in graveyards fill your graves Listen through submission and sadistic cultures And demon`s guns surround our suns like Copernicus-tic vultures Soldier`s clothing Golden swoling(?) Souls in carcass herses Curse your first-person And search for serpents in our verses Your crew bleeds too profusely Who gave groupies ______ Standing over the remains of a slain fifth-grade class mate Who`s got cooties Excuse me, emcees Pretending not to envy me But readily sending he____ of frenzy centipedes Motherfuckers lack intensity And can`t rhyme either I see words, split `em in twice with reverbs Become a believer You blow like you`re poprocks with 3 liters The shit`s on.(?) Snap your fat lackin` tracks in half Mine are big-boned These styles be free Qwel sees above weak emcees Decibel levels An infinite ______ Tesicle Jokes Investin`in broke for lines Not as dope as mine Needs work rehearse your speech slurs I won like three thirds Censor the census On my five senses And unisex the mutants `Till the glitches in my wrist digits salute the richest humans The worst heard herbal verbalist My thirst for herbs further disturbs this itch Servin` kids, track Turnicates, Smashin` furnishings after class With the get in your ass pass, rappin backwards Askin` for herbs and the last laugh, laugh | Похожие исполнители:
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