Tekilla Sunrise

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Kool G Rap

Nathaniel Thomas Wilson (born July 20, 1968), better known by his stage names Kool G Rap (or simply G Rap, and originally Kool Genius of Rap) is an American rapper. He hails from the Corona neighborhood of Queens, New York City. He began his career in the mid-1980s as one half of the group Kool G Rap & DJ Polo and as a member of the Juice Crew. He is often cited as one of the most influential and skilled MCs of all time as he is a pioneer of mafioso rap/street/hardcore content and multisyllabic rhyming. On his album The Giancana Story, he stated that the "G" in his name stands for "Giancana" (after the mobster Sam Giancana), but on other occasions he's stated that it stands for "Genius". more »

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1998

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Killers in spanish villas in Sante Fe 
 Eses all about hammer play 
 Desell Marachi preferred to watch me 
 It's a Tekilla Sunrise over the sky 
 Tea rocks in the watch be flaring but hot see 
 Got these from my nigga Vatche 
 How big your blanks be ain't nothin scot free 
 I'm ready to cop three talk to me papi 
 before the shots put out the Nazi's 
 Call off your Rockies 
 Yo pap they cockin back the glocksies 
 Pap had to stop three, two sombreros ready to 
 mop me, drop me, proceeded with the head of the click 
 Bread in their fingertips 
 The sly chick came out with three bricks 
 from out of the V-6, yeah mami like peep this 
 Yeah you got that sweetness 
 This ebony G's to bust open 
 One of the bastard get the heavenly freeze 
 I'm runnin with these 
 Yo hasta luego, amigos 
 And up and away we go 
 before they decide to bring the beef burritos 
 While they count the Fritos 
 I'm makin my way to the G-S-3-oh-oh 
 Big bag of the megalitos, three whole kilos 
 Spot about four vitos 
 with bullet belts filled up with torpedoes 
 I'm leavin niggaz tore meat though when I draw heat yo 
 Tryin to leave me dead in the street yo 
 Mami ?? con tigo 
 Showdown at sunset, I'm leavin one wet 
 Slowly I step, my head sweats, my hand on my Tec 
 I die for my respect, let the slugs and bodies connect 
 All for the wreck, gotta support my rep on the set 
 Tekilla Sunrise, my two wives, decides who lives or dies 
 Leavin my rivals, flat on they back facin the sky 
 From out the left, took your last breath, death in disguise 
 With open eyes you dead in the desert, Tekilla Sunrise 
 I'm cockin on low, ready to hurt foes on dirt roads 
 Makin my hand jerk from every burst I gave the first blow 
 Keepin alert though, givin em red glows, givin they shirt holes 
 Three birds'll blow up in the back seat, I swear to God f*ck 
 she could've been a model, Coke bottle figure, instead 
 she bent it just like a Desperado, left her hair hollow 
 Two slugs to swallow -- whose next to follow? 
 Some cats behind some cactuses 
 Clappin hazardous, who these niggaz is with low shot averages 
 Bustin right back at they cabbages, givin em flashbacks 
 of baby carriages, this mexican inside this Lex is 
 tryin to crash my shit, drivin reckless 
 Look like he desperate 
 Pulled down the tinted glass and let the Tec spit 
 It's hectic, car flew in bodega with his neck hit 
 Body and head was separate, totally disconnected 
 Bust back two shots 
 at ones that standin with cannons up on the rooftops 
 that drew glocks, but my 20/20 spot em for two blocks 
 I'm wettin shit like it's rainfall they doin dew drops 
 Two more shots came out saloon doors 
 I'm blowin shit up like platoon wars 
 Hesitations I got no room for 
 Assume sure, the head honcho was bullet wounds bored 
 Out in the dusty sand, gun was still in his hand 
 Kicked the can when shit hit the fan 
 Fuckin around with this G Rap the Hitman 
 "This is Mary White reporting live from the town of 
 Seenalojo, Me-xi-co, where there are dead bodies 
 LITTERING THE STREETS. Details remain sketchy at 
 thr moment but -- this appears to be a drug deal gone bad. 
 Mexican authorities have just arrived on the HIDEOUS scene 
 and will be issuing a statement shortly. 
 This is Mary White reporting live from the town of 
 Seenalojo, Me-xi-co. Back to you DICK." 
 Showdown at sunset, I'm leavin one wet 
 Slowly I step, my head sweats, my hand on my Tec 
 I die for my respect, let the slugs and bodies connect 
 All for the wreck, gotta support my rep on the set 
 Tekilla Sunrise, my two wives, decides who lives or dies 
 Leavin my rivals, flat on they back facin the sky 
 From out the left, took your last breath, death in disguise 
 With open eyes you dead in the desert, Tekilla Sunrise

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