Lyrics:
A VECCHIA E SANTA CRISTINA
(Music & Lyrics by Marano Orlando)
E a vecchia e Santa Cristina
Coppa la panza teneva li pili
E tante ca ne teneva
Co la
the dopest forever
By kicking lyrics so clever that
No one can do it better (Repeat 5x)
Time is dedicated to say peace to the homeboys
My homie Laylaw, MC
VIRUS TARANTULAE
(Music by: Pierpaolo De Giorgi & Donato Carmine Nuzzo - Lyrics by: Pierpaolo De Giorgi)
Tu m’hai cliccato sul cuore
tu m’hai
a fuck about radio play
Observed the English I display
Lyrics for the adults, children have been barred
Scarred from listening to suckers so muthafuking
Mwen m’kanpe an Roger Fédère
Yo konnenm osé e m’ téméraire
Menmlè m’poze ret meilleur
M’kite wack yo ap fè pronostique
Se mwen’k lyric prototype (too
to demonstrate domination thru the lyrics
And break y'all off something pugilistic
Round 1 he comes out strong trying to bull me with the ropes
And succeeds only
Transcribed by Robin Hood
These lyrics were transcribed from the specific recording mentioned above
and do not necessarily correspond with lyrics from other
The year was 2020, I was livin' back in Brooklyn
By day I was a Trader Joe, by night I started cookin'
And I fucked around and made a song about
Biz Markie
Making music orderly is my specialty
When I go, ah one two, girls get excited
When they hear my lyrics they wanna recite 'em
I know y'all
friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the body cool keep the strap up by the naughties
(Intro)
Now we will be disclosing something very important here tonight.
It will be disturbing to some but we urge all of the public not to panic.
Aiyo, click-clack peep that shit, I'm 'boutta spit that
Heat on the beat that's sick, hey, y'all dig that?
I'mma kill it quick, the peak is where E
know my money already made
I go by Chamillinator
Chamillionaire
Yeah
Money already made
Money already made (Mixtape Messiah pt 3 Yeah)
A suit and tie
Making songs better while I just display the bars
Knew I had Cha$e, ain't no ReelSeason
They told me hip hop was dead guess what I'm still breathing
What
me
Througt the air
The ears
Right left
The veins
You might sense
Something strange
Like a
Murderer
Drari kamline 3ndna hnaya
Murderer
Flow w lyrics
Througt the air
The ears
Right left
The veins
You might sense
Something strange
Like a
Murderer
Drari kamline 3ndna hnaya
Murderer
Flow w lyrics kharjine
Punked, punked, punked, punked
啍, Life is weird aint it always feeling being punked god
Part of the show, part of the script, e
Got lawyers on the payroll we aint going passed the bookins
Getting high watching life pass by you can throw Me in the jungle and i swear ill survive
Im
Who am I? I'm Rayz - I'm gonna raise the bar
This is Scene 1 of Lyrical Massacre
I used to tell E vision a life of me on the Television
I just hope
Uh...
First take
See my flow's off the walls like it's manufactured by the Vans
But L.O.V.E.'s the motto I gotta go rep my own brand
It is all about
ain't foolish
My mind is so exuberant not another nuisance
Spreading something useless
Life of the party but I don't own Versace
So you can keep your two
the administration
So naive and innocent, that sense would be gone soon
Swept away in an emotional monsoon
And by that second week of senior November, we had lost all
Step into the room like I came by dimensional plane
Space princess, put respect on the name
Percieve me with your eyes wide open and your jaw agape
compositions by certain rappers
It started with toasting, scat-singing, playing the dozens
That led to this art from that gave my life so much substance
Kool
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