Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1: Vordul Mega] Blow trees on spots with no d's Know these cops are so hungry to let the government Gross g's off us in penitentiaries Frustrated the only way to bust is mentally From ghettos and meddle Stay bopping the instrumental The cops is cock blockin in front of spots We off top switching the pedals Aliens get sick in the middle Got caught in it With a little bit of the 'ism In the city of villains Spastic crouching tigers and hidden dragons Niggas'll go spitamatic we flow spitamatic For the head piece to get attracted Burning red leaves to the cabbage Learning dead ? niggas acting We gonna get rapping Till the streets cease the madness Listening to the beat clapping and be happy stay so nappy Poems that have to hold the gat piece Just to get through Feel like we gotta spit missiles Just to get you to feel it in the physical Reciprocate lyrical in fashions Just to bash in your cranial cabinet Metaphors When words become hands to open doors Open doors [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz] Street journal Put heat to your kernal and pop it Everybody looking for profit Im looking like a prophet When the beats is pulsating Most gracious Niggas I roll with so satan No playstation and no game Thats the cereal ? scratched off no name Plain killers stand by the freezer With crews and dudes who scrooge like ebenezer Pop bruise make you a believer In vice we speed life hold dice roll with sativa Wild style killer with dirt in the caesar ? face with metallica to roll the fever We make you a believer Where we from fights for ice by the freezer [Hook] Spitamatics Mic addicts With drug habits Life tragic They mind find you in a casket You trying to grind They trying to lock you like a savage Haze with the hashes Its all mathmatic (x2) [Verse 3: Vordul Mega] Spitamatics from the high lands of manhatten Get it pappen Ninjas in the mix Leave faces like "what happened?" The night creatures Either so streets clappin' Noblemen on beats watching and just laughing Gotta eat The monsters reaction to the heat To much on my girl crib hard to breathe And can't sleep feeling addicted to cold streets But must stay away Harassed everyday by the fucking police So we move disorderly with pants hanging off our asses Spitting acid Ever since we was young matches Never listening to what moms asked us We rather be on the street Quest for skunk sessions That cave pump niggas chest in So how you restin' [Verse 4: C-Rayz Walz] Ring around the rosy be deciever Gotta get your rolly face holding open for holy chiba Pop shots pop locks scream heater cry wolf Whisper phoenix Digest readers Death in the rear view I hear few True thoughts closer In any hood Like a newport poster If I tell you again I told you once And thats word to the chinamen who sold ?front Without you and ari latifa? Bout to set it off On the reaper to buy sneakers Sit by the speakers and write this Make the ? deeper Roll it up start again Check my beeper 'matic spitting the verbs Showing the culture Im done flipping the bird Im throwing the vulture Random thoughts Find their home in dome Stoned is the way of the poem Spitamatic
Tłumaczenie
Brak

Najnowsze teksty piosenek

Sprawdź teksty piosenek i albumy dodane w ciągu ostatnich 7 dni