Search results for 'Destroyer (Destroyer type, Destroyer sub-type)'

not like
Quantity of messages telling me they deeply hate me

They are destroyers well they wanna destroy me
They are destroyers yes they wanna destroy

Я выше неба
I feel no stress
2 1 pussy destroyers gang
On life we blessed


Я выше неба и не вижу облаков
Смотрю с высока на вас вы вообще кто 
Я не

be peeping the mindset
They put on a show
No one's showing up
They make a post no one's showing love
Type of niggas to give daps and hugs
Ain't no way

of the abyss
Destroyer of the breathing life, Drown in the abyss
Human's lives are going to be devoured and choked to death
No one's gonna be saved
Welcome

Cuz I built this fuckin place
And I blow it to smithereens
I'm Clay-Doh the World Destroyer
You fuckin with me, piss ant
From Light years away
I hit you

Come up to meet you
The girl with the lemon tree dreams
A self-engraved tattoo
Who types at half opacity
Ya you keep it all covered
Inside your

to do it forever
Make diamonds under pressure

Just another voyage, we on some new shit

The quiet type, but I just might, have ideas brewing inside when

to myself
Come free me
Say my brother come free me
Me I know be your type
You don't know me
Ahn ahn
You don't know me

All man for in self
Me I day on my lane

dummy on a track, you don't want to feel the wrath of the
Hell-raising, self made destroyer
Of beats with a need to keep making his voice heard
That

pon fire again (yeah)
Fuck it up and 'til it end, set di place pon fire again (hey)

Different type ah (different type ah)
Killa, we nuh

jack
These demons GPS track your movement, immortal swords move in silence, we avoid violence
And clashes, not the scary type, the Christian type, but

fits you, it fits you, it fits you

They bring the fire, scorching all of the remains
They bring the ruthless, destroyers of our mortal age
I will beat

i go by cpollo look it up nigga big destroyer 

caught that nigga stealing wrap him up cut his fucking fingers 

i don't wanna be your fucking

machete)
Just to murder sounds
Ten toes in the ground
I ain't never save a hoe
They the type to watch you drown
Why I die for the gang
They ain't never let

robot sealed inside a plastic bubble 
Or your little devil's guaranteed to breed all types of trouble

The mind fuck destroyer like a lover estranged

Get the Drop on Em

LL Cool J

Mr. Smith

1995

triggers
I lay back, niggas beef or let my nuts live
I take my blade, insert it until ya guts give
Execution, the destroyer of ya suspect bunch
What?

Get da Drop on 'Em

LL Cool J

Mr. Smith

1995

the hands on dirty triggers 
I lay back, niggas beef or let my nuts live 
I take my blade, insert it until ya guts give 
Execution, the destroyer of ya

[Chorus x2, Chester P Hackenbush]
I'm a space man type, urban cowboy perisher
Word consuming voice box leveller
I'm the vox populi plus the one man burial

cause my deejay is the most from coast to coast
(The magnificient) Jazzy Jeff, wack destroyer
Cuttin up records like a samurai warrior
If you deejays

Get da Drop on 'Em

LL Cool J

Mr. Smith [Clean]

1995

the destroyer of ya suspect bunch 
What? Drama! You can't believe how I deliver bomb shit 
Ya brains split, the pain hits ya little dick 

[Chorus:]

You

Ghetto Rebels

DJ Vadim

U.S.S.R.: The Art of Listening

2002

flying saucers
Decide to take to the sky or travel underwater
Chameleon type reptilians moving they're tongues like geckos
And they're trying to turn

She rockin' my Nikes, drip like a kite, B
Scam card wiping, but "Swiper, no swiping!"
Me and her match the same, like B-EfEl type beats
Rock out

after all
Love was evil to me baby
I was not the type
You're like a needle in my veins
I almost lost my life
And it was you who needed me
And I just

I Declare War

Lootpack

The Lost Tapes

bright mic tester
So therefore, my illiterate techniques sneak upon emcees that be weak
My off type lingo return for the killing
Crazy like David from