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Артист: Word A` MouthНазвание : Lyricist Lounge Vol. 1Данные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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Ha Ha Ha (word a mouth) Verse 1: Step right up, step right up And listen close Fuck da beef And just left the pot roast Some shorties try to high boast I ?block? em out Puff blunts and drink private stocks of stout I gots no doubt To let the flow out My windpipe I make ya clap, clap ya hands Like twin ?hype? I keep my stems ripe Puffin` on a peace pipe Quick fast Like Grease Light I`m gonna recite Rhymes re-ignite the mic When the beat strikes It get me hype When ya punks try to beef bite Tight, lyrics that I write is outta site Like a satellite You can`t battle right Grab ya mic tight ?Groove? like cellulite I can tell you might Be the type to bite And all ?metabolite? All you rappers that bite Unite And form like parasite And swarm like locust at night With the focus to bite I take flight and rise the farenheight Verse 2: Arms locked in combat Bombs locked on target ?Arm? blocked the march While the flows are bombarded Arch rivals stifled By the likes of ?????? Slice ya face and neck Place the set collect Pay ya debt Place ya bet Stakes is hi-jinx chase my jet If crazy heads don`t make em pets I`m with the dead Got butt-naked snakes and bad fate To take my ?bed? I fucked mother nature Made her ten nigga spread And ain`t break a sweat Flowin` like Perry on the 28th and Mayhem I make census worth a pennyweight Evacuate This track`ll make you chickenheads ejaculate You can`t imaginate My fire make ya flow evaporate Set the date Step to the square I scared the record straight Deficate in ya mouth and house you like Section 8 Near the rate Of these litigates Will leave a better taste in your flow So middle aged men, will obliterate Chorus: I could burn ya, I could learn ya Somthin` by ya, I could earn ya type (Famous Last Words) I could defeat you, beseetch you To retreat, delete you (Famous Last Words) Son I blast you, I smash you Point my Gat at you, Bless You (Famous Last Words) I`m the toughest, brag, and puffin drags With they heads in a duffle bag (Famous Last Words) Verse 3: | Похожие исполнители: |
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