Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: The PrunesНазвание : Rockin` the Mic (Latch Bros. Remix)Данные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop trip-hop experimental lesser known yet streamable artists goth rock Видео:
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There`s DJ`ing There`s Breakin` There`s Graffiti And then there`s the emcee [Verse 1] Top of the food chain, devourin` the competition Abort mission cause it`s the bomb like nuclear fission To go against the awesomeness, now that`s a bad decision Cause listen they steady droppin` shit like a flock of pigeons So listen as I paddle up your ear canals, torrential Waters on instrumentals, feedin` you vitamin and all essentials Potential`s monumental when it comes to hip-hop Makin` a terror stop is like holdin` back a triceratops Our ratios replacin` those, wannabes you`re facing pros Screamin` `bout your drugs, money, violence and fallatios Stereotypes got you blind like Venetians This bullshit their speaking`s causing o-zone depletion Delivery upon completion, we`re civilized like the Venetians But won`t hesitate, commence deletion I hit backspace and you`re gone with a second My clarity`s beyond when I stay mic checkin` [Chorus 2X] So tell me who`s known for rockin` the mic (mic, mic, mic) Settin` fires, blazin` all stages in sight (right) Leave it to the emcee holdin` the crowd you must admit You didn`t know but now you know, hip-hop`s the shit [Verse 2] And I ain`t callin` it quits cause lyrically I stay fit, tight-knit Requirements to battle first-aid kits Spit gigabits of wits, puttin` niggaz to shame Y`all didn`t listen when Spike Lee told you `I Got Game` I`m diplomatically immune to the bafoons Dwell in my cocoon in the cut like DJ Typhoon Stay tuned, the creature from The Black Lagoon`s comin` soon Cold like the dark side of the moon At high noon be ready to face off like Cage and Eminem Spit fire, flem, and put an end to your problems I remain dormant till I performin`, to trick opponents Never disownin`, keepin` hint of power components Send us to society, you tell my variety Let my notoriety to the point that lamers are eyein` me They want my solo part waxed, yes they have contracts Charged cause they keepin` me from gettin` called for my tracks [Chorus 2X] [Verse 3] My power towers like the Eiffel, believe I got the right pull My vision is insightful, you look you get an eyeful Se-verse Rhy-chology keeps you thinkin` that you as hot as me Then snatch your Adams apple, performin` that tracheotomy Follow me if you can cause I remain inventin` Y`all niggaz `bout to be out of here like Bill Clinton Inaugurate the magistrate, number one candidate I carry weight like freights when passin` through those 52 states Perfection on the first take while I`m causin` the worst quakes I shift the Earth`s plates, stomp hard and made the first lakes The crust breaks, divided into continents My prominence is dominance, new common sense I free the dense, tense, there`s past present and future I sweep through time continuum, channelin`, travellin` Until I reach the ninth millenium Attention all space cadets hip-hop is the triple threat Expanding like the Internet, come and place your bets | Похожие исполнители:
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