Lyrics:
underground
Yeah right by the water, can't do right by ya daughter (no)
But look at all the shit that I done bought her (hmm?)
See lyrics ain't nothin' if
describe it?
His uniqueness, and his, his, he gon' have you flashy and lookin' good, you know
And then Conway's gon' come with the type of lyrics that's,
indeed concede
'Cause I hit you with my flow
The wild rhino stampede
I'm not just wild, I'm trained, domesticated
I was raised by a rapper and rhino
Come on, where my money, let me hit the stage
Fuck them long interviews, just give us the front page
Black G apostrophe S us, forever bust
Them lyrics
a minute to breathe
And put the mic in check
I got some love for real
But ain't no disrespect
But on the cool, I be flippin
Followed by some gangsta ass
has broken out the heavy artillery
(I got artillery
Keep aware
I got artillery
Lyrics are ammo
You ready?
I'm always prepared for warfare
Get ready
all that ass kissin'
Before my lyrics burn a hole in your neck, that's what I'm wishing
I'm tapping spines along with your mind
Cause I made you feel
preparation and lots of pull
Delight
Profound lyrics spit into mics
Irresistible to bite on stage
The instrumental incites the freestyle
Fake MC's bust
Verse One: Tash
I knew this nigga by the name of Captain Hook
Who had a record deal but no lyrics in his book
But everywhere you looked
off by sprayin' beer in your face
So the '94 to them, I'm for my niggas that remember
Means I'm steppin' to the mic with lyrics colder than December
through the microphone
Chrome dipped lyrics are known to split stone
You private eyes hone in
But can't seem to clone
(I wake you up and as I stare
metaphors and lyrics
Speakin to dead poets by conjuring up they spirits
From Shakespeare to Edgar Allen
Yo, the whole Dead Poets Society couldn't mess
all around
By the time I'm done you'll be $2.99 a pound
[Verse Two:] Tim Dog
Coming from the butcher shop
Fuck with KRS and the Dog and get
clip
Niggas is small, my task is educate y'all
Can you stop selling crack cause
Negro that takes balls
I'm on that road called freedom
Seldom traveled by
at Hi-Lite still
UGP on the track, we do a drive by kill, brrrat
Verse 1: Lyricks
Knock knock, who's there? Half of the YOX
Hi-Lite mob with a couple
My lyrics leak
They're raining on me
(2x)
Drop by drop and never stops,
I feel it flood into my heart.
These torrents flows,
And cascades down
you heard that a madness
Occurred in the ends
It was probably gang that did it
Have you ever tried to
Stab someone and missed
Their skin by just a few
GAWNE (feat. KXNG Crooked & Craig Owens) –LYRICS
[Verse 1: GAWNE]
I swore to the G.O.D…
I was finna get mine…
Cause mama you done made it out
I start is where I promise you finish
Raw lyrics plus relentlessness
Leaves no room for gimmicks, or wack views from you critics
Or niggas who have
Just a fan in denial
Every time that you hate on me
I get stronger when risen
Judgin' these lyrics by my
Skin homie that's racism
My momma white my daddy
everything, and you end up alone
And I hope you end up forgotten right where you belong
I know things might seem one way
And you're hurt by what people say
driven by our self-interest.
We all know the tune now, some know the words by heart,
Some just hum along, do the dance, and look the part,
Some sing much
YOU cRE HOME TO ME
Lyrics by Bill Prady & Jessica Queller
cdditional Lyrics by robby benson & karla devito
Music by robby benson
YOU cRE HOME
Lyrics : Love Respect & Justice 4 cll aka (World Peace Song)
Song "Lyrics was Written" by
cndrew Robinson,
Haggadah aka Ropha,
Picoshanti &
cngola.
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