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Swag Surfing

AK47

22

Rap

Tekst piosenki
I ain’t a new kid on the block, nor a square in a round hole/Hiphop runs in my veins,cause I give my heart and soul/Penman with swag,a complete G as whole/Don’t tryna tempt me,I ‘mma screw ya’ll/Turn down your wack music,get down to the nitty-gritty/I cut down your fake wings to make you feel the gravity/I got Gang of goons to put your life in jeopardy/ I’mma go like beast,no mercy man friend of me/Your girl my bitch,I keep her in the bitch slammer/Like blacksmith,I get the pussy in shape by hitting my hammer/I just tell her,bitch I can't take your drama/no parent satisfaction,fuck u and your momma/I smoke some joints,not to belabor the point/Life’s no NFS,don’t destroy the check points/God is watching you from heaven’s view point/so don’t let your ballon be pinned by the needlepoint/I roar like a lion and you pig’s oink/I am a real entertainer and you heavy going/Lifes like business ,just do some fine coin/cause people sticks only where money joined/You feeling heat,cause this shit hot like grilled steak/hear it and you say “FUCKING SWEET”/Or if you a hater,come on suck my dick/Like dick fire, hoe’s desire,come up m still higher/My words are realistic and you bitches are complete liars/you can’t ride like me cause you got flat tire/Rap is a crime,and I’ve some serious priors/Hip-Hop is my kingdom,welcome to my empire/Call me king of Masterpiece supplier/You cannot make a silk purse out of a sow's ear,you diming in violet,I’m shining in red layer/I’m thuggish,you wouldn’t dare/Its real G spitting here/Fuck spirit,I make it clear,Wake up,its jungle out there/Meet the real world I’m the real player/You wana sit with us,I pull the fucking chair/Cause my swag and skill come in pair/I’m on automatic shit,I automatically shift gear/I freestyle bitch its like shelling peas/I make ’em bitches merry like I’m fulfilling their needs/ flow like cold wind blow,I ride on beats/I’m cooler to ‘em niggas,cause I don’t take their heat/Its Hiphop university people,I’m mr.Doctorate/Yeah I’m brown still they love my rap chocolate/ Don’t be jealous of anybody,just cause he’s better than you/Work hard on your shit,oneday he wanna be like you/I write facts so they prick their ears up/As soon as I drop my shit,lil homies showing their love/ Smoking herbs,churning their drink up/telling their mommas,they only drink thumps up/My music is my peace,Like my dick between blouse bunnies/Nod head or tap feet ,still couldn’t stay at ease/Born up with jinx,devil himself fed me genes/Why to drink redbull,when weed can gimme wings/Give me beats,I freestyle,earn more street cred/Like a horse in race and too thoroughbred/I’m the evil priest,Studio is where I preach/Always high so travel less but my songs they surely reach/ I take every moment like my lifetime moment/I don’t give a moment to breath for my opponents/I am not Mr.nice guy,I’m artful dodger/Rap is a battle field,I’m the front line soldier/ Desi pot got me hold from my head to my toes/You see the stage on fire when Im doing my shows/no lie dawg,I got no pinochhino nose/they all need medical attention and I’m giving ‘em dose/Listen boy,Time is now,put up or just shut up/Life’s no Aladin and you got no fucking lamp to rub/Check it,On it,like stubborn kid/Never gonna leave hiphop,Ill live for it/Work hard,never gonna miss a trick/Climp up the mountain and reach the tip/I’m a learner,I learn when I slip/More I slip,more I’ve tighter grip/And to all who can't zip their lips/I’ve in stand by,my middle finger to flip/ Feel my shit,remember my name its Ak47/Shooting ‘em rhymes on beats,you know 24/7/Give your ears to it,and feel like you in heaven/Or call me anytime for a battle or live Rap jam sessions/CHECK,I might not be as popular like other artists are/They touched the roof but Im aiming for the stars/My life complicated,so I write complicated bars/If you understand me its ok,else join my extra class/I say face the fucking struggle and fuck the struggle/Fuck the rotten pussy bitch without any rubber/I keep my chin up in time of trouble/Like I know answers of ‘em and I hit the buzzer/This weed is keeping me a lil slow/oh no,still You can't match my flow/Get jealous and die while my fans grow/And to my fans,welcome to my show/Tick tick YO I explode/Spit sick,look what skills I got/This shit is done wait for my next shot/Good bye for now,Let me switch to the next plot
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