Текст песни Dmx - 4321, слова песни Dmx

Текст песни Dmx - 4321

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4, 3, 2, 1[redman] hahh [method] hah[method] yeah [redman] yeahhh[ll cool j] make it butter[redman] Im gonna bankhead bounce![ll cool j] no doubt[redman] aiyyo watch yo mouth![redman] aiyyo, one two three four five six sevenBlaze the hot[ll cool j] trizack that sound like heavenSeven six five four three two oneMy mon meth-tical come and get some[method man]Playin my position, hot nixonThis one, for all the sick ones, conflictionPosionous darts sickening, best believeFinger itchin with two broke legs, now Im trippinOn mcs cliche, shot that ricochetsStart trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked waysGotta love me, g-o-d no one above meLook good but fuck ugly, tap your jawFrom my punch, watch your son and youGot you shittin in your last huggie, runnin who? Fuckin punk, get a speed bump comin throughA single shot make your knees knock, respect wu[redman]Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a niggaTurnin christian to a certified sinnerThe bomb I release, time pent up (explodes)While you got set up I was hittin your ex hoeShit I kept low, petro your metroPolitic, keep the chickenheads gobblinShit Im drivin in, come with funk halogenTerrorize your city, from the spliff committeeKick ass till both timberlands turn shittyGritty, smack the drivers head in the chin seeWhen I approach rappers be takin notesI drop like I shoulda invented the raincoatAbsolut, I love to burn to the rootsI keep comin til your pour sperm from your bootsVigilante hardcore to the penisTell you fuck you my attitude is anemic[canibus]Im the illest nigga alive, watch me prove itI snatch your crown witcha head still attatched to itCanibus is the type wholl fight for micsBeatin niggaz to death and beatin dead niggaz to lifeWhen you look at me long enough, I start to read your thoughtsIf the signal was strong enough, and then Ill call your bluffLike, "yo, how many rhymes you got? " I think Ill go onFor more milleniums than mazdas got on the car lotAnd theres nowhere to run ta, when I confront yaNigga, I call your bluff like you had a phone numberWho wanna see canibus get wild, who wanna act fly andGet shot down with a surface-to-air missileI take em on in all shapes sizes and forms and spit onAnybody who aint close enough to shit onZero to sixty? Im already doin a hundredWhen Im blunted and I give it to any nigga that want it[dmx]Stay out the dark, cause if I catch you when the sun is downRun it clown, come up off that, or Im gon gun it downWhen in doubt, however skull goes, its gon be thatSee that, that shitll finish you dawg, believe thatWhere we at, do your value your life, as much as your possesions? Dont be a stupid nigga, learn a lessonIm gon get you either way, and its better to liveLet me get whats between your sock, cause its, better to giveThan receive, believe what I say when I tell youDont make me put your somewhere where nobodyll smell youAnd when the lights is out, they dont come back onThis aint a flick you aint gon come back on, you aint that strongYou knew it was wrong, but you asked for it babyYouse a pink nigga, ski mask for it babySo I can hit you up on front teeth, you think Im sweet? Want heat? one deep, leave him behind, front seat[redman] aiyyo, one [meth] two [red] three [meth] four[red] five [meth] six [red] sevenBlaze the hot trizack[method] shine like heavenSeven [red] six [meth] five [red] four[meth] three [red] two [meth] one[redman] come on mr. smith, come get some![ll cool j]When young sons fantasize of borrowing flowsTell little shorty with the big mouth the bank is closed (yeah, word up)The symbol on my arm is off limits to challengersYou hold the rusty swords I swing the excaliburHow dare you step up in my dimensionYour little ass should be somewher cryin on detentionWatch your mouth better yet hold your tongueIma do this shit for free this time this ones for funBlow you to pieces, leave you covered in fecesWith one thesis ("ll cool j is hard")Every little boy wanna pick up the micAnd try to run with the big boys and live up to the real hypeBut thats like pickin up a ball, playin with mikeSwingin at ken griffey or challengin roy to a fightSnappin, you ameteur mcsDont you know Im like the dream team tourin overseasFor rappers in my circle Im a deadly diseaseRingmaster, bringin a tiger cub to his knees (uhh)In the history of rap theyve never seen such prominenceYour naive confidence gets crushed by my dominance (word up)Now lets get back to this mic on my armIf it ever left my side itd transform into a time bombYou dont wanna borrow that, you wanna idolizeAnd you dont wanna make me mad nigga you wanna socalizeAnd Im daring every mc in the gameTo play yourself out position, and mention my nameI make a rhyme for every syllable in your nameGo platinum for every time your grimy ass was on the trainWatch your mouth dont ever step out of lineLl cool j nigga, greatest of all time

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