Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Streetlife f Carlton Fisk, Inspectah DecНазвание : A Star is BornДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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Do this, do this damn thing, yo Ohhhh, yeah, I waited a long time for this Word, cock back that shit, yeah, greatness Ohhhh, come on, come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, come on [Streetlife] This is rap bizarre, another star in the making Took lot`s of patience, deep concentration Sat back, analyze your M.C.`S mistakes and Realize most of y`all rap cats is fakin` Like y`all is serial killers, and ain`t murderin` nathan Funk Flex, pump this, in heavy rotation Place your bet, whose the next rap sensation? Mobilize, regulate, a whole generation Fuck what ya heard, this is Street Education Pluckin` at your nerve, like a stab wound patient I feed blatent, styles still flagrant Catch me on Rap City, loungin` in the basement Style, still gritty, double dart agent I master the art, check my rap pages They stab you in the back, who that? Smiling faces That`s why, I carry the gat in foreign places [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] Rap bizarre, another star in the making (ohhhh) Keep faking, get your seat taken (ohhhh) [Carlton Fisk] Yo, inhale this paraphanel`, dart from jail It`s P.L.O., see me up north in your cell Plug your cherry rich glock in hell, find your way out Tunnel vision like we emburk, fight my way out Niggaz can`t stop me, five seven seven tips probably Serving me, enter my building lobby Police recording me, yo, I got I.D. So on point, pass you a holder with three felonies Verrazano, horizontal move, first that gave him rules Niggaz can`t fuck with P.L.O., for real All that shit sound slick, but let`s be for real You a faggot life nigga, that just caught a birth I`m the raw suspect that`ll tuck your eighth Pistol whip you in the face, make you crack the safe Man, you can front all you want on cd`s and mixtapes P.L.O. Style, niggaz had to earn they name [Chorus] [Streetlife] This is Shaolin, what? Niggaz grab your nuts Strut, rock to, what I conduct After this verse, I might self destruct Short fuse, overheating, blow the fuck up Where my ladies at? What up? Wanna fuck? No disrespect, got a love jones for sluts Big bag of dud, Deck, burn a Dutch Fiends control your lust, look, but don`t touch Still Wu, keep the God-U, tucked under the gut Rap lust, my flow is spectaculaus Niggaz doubt my skill, like I ain`t real enough Fuck what you feel, that`s why you still baggin` up It be those niggaz you know, that be actin` up That`s why my attitude`s corrupt and don`t give a fuck Fans rush the bus, to get star struck I`m that same road, he`s just loungin` in cut [Chorus 2X] [Outro: Inspectah Deck (Streetlife)] Word up, word up, Streetlife, Size/7 Get ya shit taken on the spot Rebel I (word up, be on starter) Wu-Tang, Killa Beez nigga (who request that?) Forever (word up, ohhhhh) Yo, pass that bone (you know how we do) (Word up, Killa Hills, Shaolin, Shaolin, ohhhh) | Похожие исполнители: |
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