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Текст песни Encore f Holekost, Turban - E.T.

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"You could feel all the tension buildin up at the conventionAs the hustlers began to arrive...Must`ve been nine thousand or more that came through the doorThe time was 11:55"[Turban]Uh, time speed, minutes is breath while ya`ll messin wit vetsFantasy raps, paid it dap produced it yourselfMic melts and felt my man and understand your plan is overRemember what I told ya, Turb stand imperialYard Mass material, fifty script to serialI`m audio and visual sight, respect lifeIn all I`ve executed, chickenheads they have me suitedAll tox shit, all get splitRunnin in my zone called home, hang up your chrome to praise the most highSteady wit my aim eye, y`all really wanna try?Hard game to digestNext to consume chin checksY`all illest skip like a rec room fightMight make then when I take it I ain`t tellin anybodyRuger rips to shottie, all of y`all is Gotti`s?Probably, you wanna be for years in rapThe only type tracks you`re seein is the on you run atAnd talk about your mouth, no doubt I cram your opticThis hammerball player that`s eager for you to stop it Try and chop it, I bomb squad your whole departmentThen lay low like ex-cons that sell blow[Holekost]My raps tore like Raptors of warHolekost not from Toronto, the stork dropped me in NewarkI`ma catch him in the afterlife resortsStab his corpse wit a pitchforkI promise I`ll dismiss no survivorsJet propeller for all the riders, who wants to battle?We can go vocal to vocal, plus two vocalsSo I can put two swords in your skull like a Oakland Raiders logoWho`s loco?Fly MC`s became extinct like the dodo, the comotoHolekost, Storm Troopers like the Dark ForceEnter slam phrase like Vader did to Dark EmperorMC`s continuously test and not knowinI`m top of the line like a heading, and they heading for a deadingI got pull like tug of warSo you do me for sure, standin and pauseNail opponents to the floor like gun tame catsBustin slugs in night clubsMillion light bulb, imitation thugs spend in darknessDeliver pain to your chest, message:Don`t underestimate the babyface, catch a case like an attorney, learn meFemales that figure me to be cute Most of the acute got turned to an obstuseThis angle`s adjacent, aiyyo "Holekost"Complex when I flex concepts Express a whole different definition to a mic checkBlur visions wit compositionsThat killed divisions and verbal fisionHe who listens can benefitOn the other hand, a man blowin hot air like the dragonSee low self an empty wagonWe keep it locked like figure fours and eight`sWhat I create levitates and elevates"We proudly present""Double-S-E"[Encore]`Core is last found, tweekin the styleFreakin speakers near youAketing styles be leakin the raw seekin this cause of fool(A true grit) I eat, drink, and shit flows wildinThink speak to rip foes wit these poison tip talentsLoungin down in the dump where punks gun bumpDumb-dumb`s slung from my tongue, keep my lungs pumpedDucked in this curriculum, we stickin em And sicing em, a slump, gettin em over the hump of this millenniumWho me? In 2G`s I plan to move heatFigure G`s beats, it be who`s the weak to lose sleepI chose to keep my grip firmSee while you ride the dick and spit spermWe`re too deep wit the use of no lie just like the dip`s permSpurn rock conventional wisdom, the quintessential wordsmithLearnin in curb shit, who`s turf-lessCursed wit the earth-less flow, celestialFor merchants to purchase whole, stirctly for your consoleWe control this whole globeDivided by thirds, protect and serve withPreferated thought, I`m torn from the foldScorn cuz my soul gone plus I`m modest doughLead me wit illogical thoughts like Mister SpockWit hip-hoppers fist-fought, I`m in a UFC`s wrist lockWhat you quote-unquote true MC`s in tip-top conditioningIs he sick? The answer is cancerousMaligned rhymes straight outta remissionSpit shine, let it glisten, listenI flip lines beyond barsWhen I`m ending-the-pending or when the stars aligninUntil then, I steal wit hearts of mineExec Lounge holdin my spineAnd three or fo` cars behind, yeah

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