Casual

Whos It On

  hip-hop  hieroglyphics  rap  hip hop  oakland
659 3 часа назад

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Verse one: pep loveMy name be pep loveOver the loop, I scoop, and do a flipAlleyoup, put a dip in a hula hoopAnd spin her as I went in herShes hot like dinerShe sounds like a tenorThen again I wouldnt know, yoWhat is the subjectThe way that pep love checkMics and throw rights and leftsDont move or budge yetCause hieroglyphics in the motherfuckin houseI rips descriptions of mcs duckin outAs we step inPep and del and casual leave the weaponsCause we flippin this funky shit for the crowds acceptanceIve been around the world and i, i, I never seenA crew of fresher niggaz that just be actin all in they teensNever stallin, as soon as we fill in the sceneI bet ya that I wet ya mcs like a dreamBringin a pow powShootin up like coke in the veins,But now, nowId rather have smoke in the brainWhos the pimp? The nigga that profits when I rock shitI spinCheck this shit which I have concoctedThen you can jock it[bridge:]"whos it on, whos it on, whos it-on? [repeat]"Verse two: del the funky homosapienYeah, its time I add flavor, and Im glad I cameYour style is lame, you picked a bad time.Del will propel rhymes and tell minds to calculateWhen it comes to rhymes I know Ill be greatInside my ride when I get it, I wont have to kid itIm right around the cornerYou mourn or you shitted, bricksI gets my kicks with my tricks and my treatsThe agenda will send yaIn and out through my landscapeI will ban fakes, phony figuresNo need for alarm cause Im the niggaYoure in the wrong place at the wrong timeAnd youll catch a pistol whippinBut if you got a bong fineNowadays I dont forget what is flavor, interlockinNot meant for mockin, or plagiaryIm the major g, ask your agencyHow my pagers free of anguish, ya strange bitchI never saw you, we all crewSo you small crews gets no attentionI commence to blend, within the backgroundLike a chameleon, revealin themThis is how I track down traitors[bridge]Verse three: casualIm comin phat, so dont mistake dudeI gate crewsDrop that shit kidIll make ya kneel, bowWhen I reveal real stylesElectrocutin we wreck the cute scene rappin, adaptinCause the sacs spend his lifetime, tryin to bite mineIts quite funnyWord to the money that they say we gettinMy crews judicial, youre superficialNeed I say more, niggaz get vexedNow they got me leavin bodies on the floorLike homelessI slice your spleen, Im twice as meanYour dome is disconnected, we wreck shitNiggaz dont know how to flowThat disgusts me, and keeps me bustinI must clean the hip-hopIm avare, no one can compareI fiend to hear a nigga who can flow betterYou no betterHieroglyphics runnin shit from here till after foeverSo clever mcs take shorts because jooooohn. . .Knows whos it on

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