Lyrics:
Totally psychic, open your mind quick as the vibe kicks
Moederfok it, I skeem this vibe's rou'
Jislaaik yo
Yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
alten Strophen und alten Beats
Eimsbush Stylee
Ah, check das ab
Yo
Was los? Wir sind im Haus heut' Nacht
Haben euch alte Styles mitgebracht
Für
KING PALUTA - SONGS OF THE LEGENDS
Prod. by King Paluta | Mixed by Apya
INTRO
Yehh!
Songs of the legends ""Legendary""
I am KING PALUTA.
Awch!
When the sun come up
I pray to my god
And I wipe my tears (I wipe my tears)
When the sun come up
I look in the mirror
And I face my fears (Face my
ordinary nigguh
Bitch Please
If I really want chu I can getcha
Bitch Please
Now take a look in the mirror
Bitch Please
Cause you ain't loyal to yo niggah
Ninja
Yo yo yo Yo-landi Visser
Jack Parow
DJ-Hitek
Die fokken Antwoord
Wat pomp julle?
Wat pomp julle?
Wat pomp, wat pomp
Wat pomp julle?
Wat pomp
And Ne-yo is like Young Michael, I'm Quincy hoe
Now hear the flow that broke the Da Vinci Code
I'm psycho, everything I wrote go together, so nice
Already bitch
Trunk full of yay bitch, PA to H Town nigga
Get on yo' money motherfucker
It's really goin down in the South
Sweet Jones biatch!
(Uh)
se
Kanya re kuwari ka ni kade nahi jhakya se
Soch poch rehen sehen high rakhda
Thake ne yo chora re tabhai rakhda
Tempu bandeya te door re yo bhai
Bad day with my bitch
Negativity on my phone is ridiculous
Limo shine up on the real Tech N9ne
They talkin' 'bout I'm the sickness
Comin' at that
list is crossed off
The fit made its debut at the crosswalk
And I got all the juice to make all these cars honk
The former lost cause gettin' eyed by
la banane j'ai les oscars, je suis l'asphalte tu fais le trottoir
La vie rapide et les dollars, les drive by et les go fast
Yo ta vie
explain but then again
By the way if yo waiting it's looking slim
This the way you play when it's finna end
In the words of myself (shh) Easy Wins
Chorus:
And Ne-yo is like Young Michael, I'm Quincy hoe
Now hear the flow that broke the Da Vinci Code
I'm psycho, everything I wrote go together, so nice
[Tech N9ne] (Yukmouth)
Regime killas, ah
What the deal
(It's that lethal)
What's poppin
Regime niggas in this motherfucker for the one nine nine
Mirror mirror on the wall but I see the truth
I'm player babe by far, but ain't no G'n you
Ion normally beer drink, but I need a brew
I thought you
this
Take that dead shit on
And if you're bitch in the club with ass on me
I'm gonna take that home.
By the sinister TECH N9NE
By the sinister, by
hoes that's 'posed to be yo's
Seein' my haters in a dark alley tormented by mind
Dodgin' the (Tech.. 4x N9ne.. 4x)
Now here's the message
Liberate
Bad day with my bitch
Negativity on my phone is ridiculous
Limo shine up on the real Tech N9ne
They talkin' 'bout I'm the sickness
Comin' at that
nobody but your own loss
You look at these mirrors, I bet you see your own self
Who you gonna blame it's nobody but your own fault
Always pointing fingers,
foul
Nigga that's bitch shit
Tech N9ne you dissed it
But they missed it
Told me that you sold 200,000 with pride
But you lied, I don't mean to hurt yo
second set
Gold by the pound load it up to my private jet
Lookin in the mirror, Gah damn, ya boi heaven sent
Money getting longer taping in to my
the devil is God sons
Then I can be forgiven
Feel like Ne-Yo
I wanna Miss Independent
I won't Stop trying until my chances are Diminished
I gotta move with
Fix your hair in the mirror, let's roll, c'mon
I love girls, girls, girls, girls
Girls, girls all over the globe
Yo put your number on this paper
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