Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: 9th Prince f Islord, Ruthless Bastards,Название : Generation NextДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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Aiyo I want all y`all niggaz out there in this rap shit Claimin` y`all rappers Y`all niggaz ain`t no fuckin` MC`s KnowwhatI`msayin`, son? Cuz once you step into the chamber Cuz we dealin` with the 7th Chamber.. Aiyo Witness this homocide lyrical specialist Once I slide on the set like Mt. Everest Avalanches, causin` total mayhem In this rap industry, towards any non-descript rapper Who has the strongest heart, and dares to challenge the God? Dart for dart, that`s the wrong move Like one cat with a red shirt, stumblin` in a problem Ten cats with blue shirts, each one of `em Lugered out with clips filled to the brim with hollow points Cuz I`m on some, fuck all y`all R&B artist-es Thinkin` y`all MC`s, y`all best to Run 4 Cover And throw ya bulletproof helmets on ya head Enough said.. [Infrared] I spit warfare, real shit niggaz like to hear Infrared from Ruthless, nigga, crack them beers Twist the `dro, put the clip in the fo` Cock it back, put one in the head, these niggaz don`t know? Then let `em know how we comin` Deep, we keep shook niggaz runnin` You cowards is afraid of my power, ain`t holdin` nuttin` Lemme show you somethin`, `bout this rap shit First of all if you ain`t spittin` acid, you goin` backwards These Bastards attack shit, fabulous, fatherless Marvelous, Shaolin niggaz from stompin` wood Killarm`, T.M.F. connect with Ruthless Challenge new generation, nigga, we the best We out for this cheddar cheese You better freeze if we enemies If ya life`s on the line you better squeeze Yo I`m tellin` these wannabeez, about the ho`s Come out ya shoes, we ain`t got nuttin` to lose [Trife] Aiyo I floss like a red Porsche beamin` in the sunset You made a dumb bet fuckin` with these young vets Who bumped heads with the hardest and build with the smartest Five artists, you can`t do nuttin` to part us Niggaz is garbage that either get bagged up Cuz their style`s ragged up lookin` like sad pups You`ll be jacked up, weakened with your eyes half shut `Til you had enough cuz fuckin` with us is bad luck The temptation of pussy be hard to pass up So before I slide in I test the cat and strap up Is there a question? You gotta ask us Don`t be afraid, but on my behalf you`re gettin` played And where you was at, you shoulda stayed Now you search for aid, no one to save you And all your so-called men betrayed you They wantin` to talk and work deals under the table Passin` `em CREAM, gold watches and large cables They snaked you, like the serpent Turn the lights off and close the curtain Sellin` their soul to a merchant I got niggaz, scared to, meet me in person Searchin`, like the Internet, I got `em surfin` [Chorus: Tommy Whispers] Now Born, Port Richmond, Killah Hill Stapleton, West Brighton, Jungle Nillz In Shaolin we keep it real Shit is gettin` deep, reach for steel We goin` all out, do what you feel [Truck] I stick and move, move and stick with niggaz If it`s real I click with niggaz Layin` all the fifth with niggaz, sick of niggaz Simple lickin` and squeeze faster than with triggas Double dare any niggaz, cross me and my city slickers Petty pocket pickers rockin` niggaz Quick to throw a rock at the bitches Tryin` to cockblock my riches on a hot block with snitches Still gettin` dough, still gettin` hated on the low Still doin` sticks with Sideshow, eyes low from hydro Drive slow, beasts on our tail, rain, sleet or hail Catch me on these cold streets stabbin` for bail Niggaz is lackin` the real so I brought the hostility Better off killin` me then sendin` me back `fore I fail [9th Prince] Aiyo thugs and rubber clips with hollow joints Sharp lead that fled through your pressure points Celebrity Death Match, we out like an axe Bein` swung by a serial killer maniac Poetry brainiac, project hoodrats They enjoyin` hearin` my album Black dust will get you blast Then throw on a skimask and rob street`s asylum 9th Prince, y`all niggaz can`t solve him These 9 Fingers of Death`ll be the answer to your problems My roof is like an infrared, I`m hostile No Smiles, dogs cry when they`re on trial Rhymes travel 23 million square miles Mad razor blades, throwin` switchblades that`ll cut you a fade Lyrical maze, MC`s lost for days Within the 9th Chamber, another Wu banga For all my Killah Hill side stranglaz [Chorus x2] [Outro: Tommy Whispers] Tommy Whispers, nigga Bastards! Word is bond, come on! Revenge of the 9 Fingers The Chamber continues Word up Everything is Everything Garvey the Kid This Shaolin shit is forever! Forever.. | Похожие исполнители: |
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