Lyrics:
stutter stanley
I made the script headed to the hall of fame
Lord didn't take my life lil wayne and the game
Never tell a lie drake and 2 chainz
This beat
a song by a foreigner
A man who learned the slang before he ever crossed the border
He learned all he knew from off a four track recorder
"Don't mourn
setting in, I'm wrestling the dry heaves
My future calling shining brightly
Your future calling scam likely
Murdering a beat the only thing that still
the the resurgence of the soul sound
You know, I got to come in and track the beat
And at the time I was still with my other management
I really wanted to roll
And them bomb beats
To make me move
Color of dead
Looks like the future is history
Why you dissin me
Ain't no mystery
On the outside peekin in
End of your
test tube baby!
Check one two, check one two
De La Soul, is now back on the map
Long Island, is now back on the map
Good rap music, is now back
all had it, the Grizzlies made him their 2nd draft pick
The word is a synonym for rhythm in a track, but it's getting away, we gotta bring it back
I
We look up at the night sky X3
cnd see our past twinkle right by,
The future reflected upon the waters that lie below,
cnd the fleeting present
in the factory, mailing my 12-inches
Nowadays, the DJs don't even spin wax
So fuck a promo copy, buddy, you can download the track
Seratooo promo
a groove like it's a Hopsin beat
But when it lacks that quality, god damn it, it bothers me!
I wanna make a hard track without cursing all too much
Just like
The rainbow warrior of Greenpeace is damaged in
New Zealand by two bombs.
Live aid rocks the world for the hungry,
A policeman is hacked to death in London,
yaeh
Disrespect anyone of my bros again
Fling on my black track clothes again
Make sure you die slow again
And I'm finished, yo yo
Like Arma said, it's
to the sun, I get harassed by the ton
Want to beat you for money son, I'll smack him for fun
I represent the east baby, that's where I'm from
I'll smoke you
BUILT TO LAST
*VERSE 1*
I'm over 9000 wit it
I feel like I can beat aids if Magic did it
Leap tall buildings stop bullets and all that
Stop look
Aw, fuck
Can't believe it man look at me said I wouldn't now I'm rapping on a trap beat
These women so fine but I can't let em close cause I know
immaculate beat
Blast with the heat, impact with this accuracy
Last one to sleep, just imagine what happened to me
Factory made, back to the graves and they
Giant
[Metropolis]
Yo I'm that fly gringo that chicks love to deep throat
With tracks so hot, you'll pass out from heat strokes
I beat foes on both west
For the groove
And them bomb beats
To make me move
Color of dead
Looks like the future is history
Why you dissin' me
ain't no mystery
faces looking at me
And I can see now, and I want to be free now
This is my home
This is my sea
Don't paint it with the future, of factories
I want
very acute, education level high
The product is mine, beat under rhyme
The control was part of the studio design
Track after track, culminating on wax
very acute, education level high
The product is mine, beat under rhyme
The control was part of the studio design
Track after track, culminating on wax
記憶に残るより記憶に
深く刺さりたい 消せないぐらい
ドジでノロマなカメでも結構
一万回だって言ってやろう
めざすは栄光の主人公
Break & bust the future wall
失くすこと 今怖いけど
したたかなプライドは 奪えない
輝きを求めた未来に
Break through the beat
So you know you got to go when tech n9ne give you this track
So I call on krizz, rittz and prozak, let's go!
(here we go again! haha! hey tech,
bumping up and down the streets
In the cave with Kenny need arresting how I murder beats
Just might sign to Murder Inc
Frankenstein up on the sheets
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