Cannibal Ox - The Power Cosmiq - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

03.03.2015

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[Verse I: Kenyattah Black] Benny Wise human being Who be in the U.B.N Send Homeboy in Outta Space like UPN Me being the man that I am Came to teach those to say my name like Rakim Islamic Doctrine Brethren of John Hopkins Run with goons from Marcy, Sumner, and Tompkins Best shove off, before you get dusted off Best jump off Before you get dust off I'm in control like pulling out before I bust off In control like Janet You come soft No chances kid with Clarence kids I make Molotov Cocktail You fruit cocktail I got scavengers My two hot shells Ginuwine was so anxious I'm a Capricorn I'm so persuasive Flow like space ships And dip like Andre Got over 3000 songs like Beyoncé [Hook: Vast Aire] You ingrates Know we been great Pop a lot of shit but never to my face Come on what's the attitude? You should drop to your knees and show gratitude [x2] [Verse II: Vast Aire] Yo Sit at the other end of the see-saw I'm fat with mine you gonna see more Now that's heavy (a-huh) I got a Merry-Go-Round shotgun Like, "did you see Saw?" Talk about Peek-A-Boo Hey, ain't you that dude who got caught touching Pikachu? That's why you got exiled We should have took your head from your beastly profile I'm a righteous man we walk upright Ya'll love Hell, we love right Supreme Math gave me the insight Now I can touch planets with my light That's nine to be precise Yea life's a gamble roll the dice I'll leave you on a hard rock that's as cold as ice You should watch your mouth or pay the price [Hook] [Verse III: Kenyattah Black] Grasp Thoughts the way I pass thoughts But as for myself I dwell on a plane way beyond passports No need to pack shorts I'm skinny dipping I'm really tripping into the game fetal position You see who was missing Lost tribe from the dark side Love apartheid Never ever ever let the moth ride Sort of like Parkside Killer let the sparks fly Nigga it’s the pain inflicter I M.A.S.H like Hawkeye I hawk chicks, take over the whole farm The whole barn, plantation, and so on I'm so on That Nat Turner shit My black burner spits Oo Wops, banana clips You should learn to quit I murder shit from Brownsville, Brooklyn Same place Murder, Inc. was invented and took then Same time me and big man was watching IP man Living hard without the prison bars, we the Crimson Guard [Hook] [Scratching] Check it out
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