Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Low ProfileНазвание : No MercyДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : old school west coast hip-hop rap gangsta rap Видео:
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Concentration, a method I use to allude Or confuse or remove a sucker away from my crew No mercy, I`m givin no slack to those who wack Flinch an inch and get beat with a bat Now here`s a mellow rhyme I slapped together a few minutes ago Pertainin to those who dissed the Low Pros Kept us on hold, called us dead broke, yo You know punk, I got the right to take your life on the go Cause you`se a perpetrator, you ain`t down, you`re just around And by, you step off, punk, before you get beat down Brutally dissed, not only mental, but physical Brought face to face to the 5`10" lyrical WC, now it feels, hey yo, check it When you mention my name, think of a full metal jacket Not mislead, I improvise and many buy it But don`t slip unless you wanna see a riot Smile in my face, you`re nothin but a backstabber Roamin around sayin that I`m a weak rapper To solo artists and crews and those who never heard of me I`m here to say that the W is givin no mercy (He`s got style He`s got grace He`s got humor And he understands his format) [ VERSE 2: WC ] Picture flames steadily burnin in front of your dome Intensity is growin and growin, the heat is gettin strong You`re trapped inside, have lost your breath Lookin at death, cause on the Dub you slept And overlooked the professional But see, I kept comin, yo Lyrics so fly that shoulda been on _That`s Incredible_ Now why would a sucker wanna battle the Dub? You`re just a featherweight, or better yet a scrub A snob, I dedicate, not perpetrate, get it straight To you `89 rappers, y`all ain`t all that great Want a l, I meet your rhymes at the hip-hop shows With styles that played out with Gladys Knight and the afros You ain`t down, punk, you`re not invited You`re jokin my rhymes, all you wanna do is bite it Correspondin to my rap, the need to adapt Comprehending to my English, I`m not talkin in Japanese Or Chinese, I`m speakin of a disease Called `perpetratin`, you punk MC`s Yo, the W strikes like a sword, just rippin and shrippin You phoney rappers in half, y`all be trippin Like little women, feminine punks, you need to quit I want the mic like a basehead want a hit Versatility, ability makes it hard to step to me Step off, you`re soft, go face humility Really see, you wanna be jocks of impurity Step towards the Dub - aw man, that`s stupidity Mentality gotta be growin strong, stop gaggin me Strategy: seek, destroy comp`s a dead tragedy Rhyme designer, I didn`t climb to encline Here`s some old school stuff, y`all, to mess with your mind Like poison or Raid, but too bad, I don`t spray no mo` Now I throw grenades and carry .44`s Bro, you`re too slow, hit the danceflo` It`s time for the W, wax and tax shows Solo artists and crews and those of you who heard of me I`m here to say that the W is givin no mercy (There is nothing abnormal about the way that he talks He doesn`t talk abnormally fast He doesn`t talk slow He just talks to the people) | Похожие исполнители:
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