Lyrics:
Like a sick note, but it don't get bigger
I'm the realest, I'm a killer with the lyrics
Just look back at SBTV, and you'll see
Takin' the scene
by Madlib invade ya face like blah
Brin' it back as I rock it slow, with my lip socket lyrics
Scratch as I rock a show with simultaneous functions we
by Madlib invade ya face like blah
Brin' it back as I rock it slow, with my lip socket lyrics
Scratch as I rock a show with simultaneous functions we
the track also featured
The lyric "someone tell
PETA my mink is dragging on the floor
" which drew immediate fire
From the animal-rights group
Kanye West: Yo
huh
Now we returned!
To whom it may concern
When you're hot you burn
Maybe it wasn't meant to be
Or it just ain't your turn
The rules also stern
Nigga
Mmm, yeah, yeah
Bustin' red lights to the stu' now
Lyrics in my head got a new sound
In my own lane, just tryna stay sane
New me, give a fuck what
Let the rhythm hit 'em
I'm the arsenal
I got artillery lyrics of ammo
Rounds of rhythm
Then I'm 'a give 'em piano
Bring a bullet proof vest
Nothin'
Let the rhythm hit 'em
I'm the arsenal
I got artillery lyrics of ammo
Rounds of rhythm
Then I'm 'a give 'em piano
Bring a bullet proof vest
Nothin'
To make up for what you can't do on record
Open your eyes twice the size and realise
I'm on the rise and you're on the demise
Ostracized by my reprise
Step
Carlos Jobim with lyrics by Aloysio De Oliveira
English lyrics by Ray Gilbert
a house
U won't get to be cheered
Being joined by anoda me I’m always prepared
Not the type to pull a Kanye Before i burst ur head
Dey dont feel u, Cuz Ur
Listen
Drink 'nough beers before the game, what d'ya call that? Georgie Best MC
Listen, I don't rest MC
You man sleep, that's why you're not
you sure to fall
Collapse like the Berlin Wall, while I'm just hurlin' ya'll
Lightin' bolts, by writin' quotes
Strikin' jolts that frightenin'
on your life, you're not fine
Your thighs break and you cry about your lifeline
I got no bars, tracks ain't hard, lyrics on mass
Over exaggerate things, my
a picture and the fumes got em fainting
I’m raining in rap you’re tripping on the lyrics they’re wet
Two sides to my soul they could make a duet
While kicking
you feel right
Bugs Nasty, this some wack shit
Lyrics are alright, overall the track's shit
Bitch you suck, quit rapping
Get out the game or you're
time
I think you're gonna lose your mind
Hey! Hey!
Grease my palm you better grease my palm
If you want the lyrics to keep right on
I drop it like I was
that I chalk it up as nothing but a blur
I can tell you're feeling out of place
I can see you're trying but you're running out of faith
I can see
Artist: Men Without Hats
Song: Freeways, this is a be-Side on several singles.
German lyrics transcribed and commented by:
Barnard@forge.franken.de
Sun Tsu by: QuinFlow
I destroyed myself so I can find a new level
No limitations in my circle while I'm stacking up medals
Don't give a fuck about
working at an old shoe store
No lyrics in your head anymore
I guess it's destiny to forget your dreams
You're a grown man now with a suit and a tie
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
And show 'em how Eazy-Duz-It
So if you punks wanna make somethin' of it
Step up, run up, get up, what's up sucker
You want some of this?
Then you're
Eazy-Duz-It
So if you punks wanna make somethin' of it
Step up, run up, get up, what's up sucker
You want some of this?
Then you're a stupid mothafucka!
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