Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: D.I.T.C. f A.G., Big Punisher, KRS-OneНазвание : Drop it HeavyДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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That`s right, on any beat we sale Don`t put your money on bail, put it on Full Scale Ha ha, never fail, KRS I`d rather have a hundred-thousand true heads by me Than one million of your fake fanatics behind me I keep it grimy, chase me, you will never find me I take you out in two or three minutes, you can time me You the dopest MC? I leave that ass sizzlin I`m givin more rhythm than gang rapes in prison You small time, you ain`t a pro Yeah you kick the raw rhymes, but your show and your flow That`s all mine Oh silly me, if I call on my lyric ability I`ll bring it right, straight to your jaw, free delivery Get wit me, now I spit rap I represent peace and knowledge, but I will contradict that! Click-a-click clap You don`t wanna battle me, you wanna scat away I battle Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday Wait, let me check the schedule again, Saturday I think you oughta follow your squad, they ran thataway These rappers be played out, spaced out, no format Now why would you place your money on that? I drop more bars than Sing-Sing, cha-ching! Real teachers teach real things I brings knowledge and skill, you should try to get with it Challenging knowledge only means that ya ignorant With the Sword of Justice, your throat I`m stickin in Gossip and scandal, I don`t put my lips in it Grow up, I`m movin like a U-Haul truck You all stuck cuz you all suck, duck duck buck buck buck Forget the cut hops, your luck stops I bring it to your buttocks, with nuff glocks [Big Punisher] Yo, my squad is honored it like Elijah Muhammed But I`m God-retarded, ain`t no righteousness in this heart of violence Hard as diamond but I`m in the ruff, listen up If you ever see me wit the Feds you can bet it`s in the cuffs Ain`t no snitchin us, bitchin us Unofficial-ness, everything we are, side you wish you was Official thugs in the drug profession Drug connections, drug addictions Still seein the judge for drug possession The four-D`s, all these is more reas To either get big, leave or let live We the best there is TS, ain`t nobody else We probably Dove cuz we all way on top of the shelf I`m lockin your wealth wit the master keys, freeze Don`t try to breeze, I`ma squeeze and blast the back of your knees Just pass the cheese, please don`t test the toaster My tech`ll roast ya body faster than Ferrari`s Testarosta You`re gettin closer to death, Reaper`s got a hold on your breath You goin straight to hell as you sell your soul for your flesh You was posin a threat, now you froze in the bed Minute ago, you was poppin shit, holdin ya dick Now what`s the problem, you ain`t nuttin like you said on your album I thought you was wildin, bustin your guns and runnin the island You was`t violent, you was silent tryin to get college credits How pathetic, did it to get out of the collasthetics I`m dianetics combined wit lyrics My matureness is my insurance, kill my appearance, I`m a shinin spirit You gotta fear it, cuz every last gem is poison You gotta cheer it, if you can`t win you better join em I`m head-annointin niggas like the Holy Gospel I`m the only voco to walk and smoke you wit fire-blowin nostrils Watch for the toast, when you see it you better draw yours Warlords, callin The Giant, it`s all yours [A.G.] Now check flacco, siete quato rocks in my music note It don`t take a lot for you to go There`s a lot that you should know Like I rock the future flow I can`t be stopped, refuse to go, and still great, Show Dug in the milk crates, so we label this cream Plus my vocals, now we able to gleam A`s-Team used to be local, now we get love from mainstream Rock from Shanghai to Beijing, stay high`s the main theme Used to have a crush on Regine when she was Tudy Rappers actin fruity, tryin to black and blue me He must be actin a movie I`m dirty, like double-platinum in a hooptie Now let`s double back for these groupies Back up behind the ropes, Show and A come through We the real Killers, y`all Replacements for John Woo This is "Full Scale" shit here, the weak disappear They only eat in our off-years, check the CD, it`s all there You`ll be bustin the speaker, puffin the reefer Can`t spit like I spit so you get hype and bust your heater Heard your chick`s on my dick, I would love to meet her Hit it, and toss it like it ain`t nuttin either And catch you on the rebound like Dennis My sound sells in and out of town This a chemistry and I got it now They wanted Six`s for the Range but I got `em down To twenty and a brick, now I`m out wit this money and shit | Похожие исполнители: |
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