Текст песни G. Dep - Special Delivery
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[Verse 1]Yo, this for my niggas, though, special deliverySpit like this, get my wrists all glitteryGet cake, snakes get slitheryLean in, show y`all the meaning of chivalryRap ruler, you could ask BuddhaRight jab like Zab ZudaEvery member on my team is the shooterTight like a womb, no room for intrudersSpark Buddha, twistin` the PhillyAnd Good Humor, don`t be sillyIt`s gravy baby, I got it all smotheredLike makeup, I got it all coveredWant a jewel, don`t be cruelIt`s authentic, don`t be fooledBy these phony accusationsBacklash and slandersFront, and they put pits in yaStunts and propagandaKeep it private, `cause I`m the commanderIn chief, I never stop like beefGimme a break, I might shake the building placeSay vacate all women and childrenI spit it out[Chorus (repeat 2x)]Special deliveryI want thatSpecial deliveryI needSpecial deliveryCan I have thatSpecial deliveryCome give it to me[Verse 2]If you ain`t ready, I`ma bust through ya curtainEncore, you`re not sure, I`m certainWait, make sure the mic workin`Make cake, sorta like Earth WindAnd Fire, the rap vampireRetire in the morn`Warm like campfiresMatter of fact, I`m blazin`Raisin` the roof upSlide off with ya roosterTook her to the stu and seduced herLet her do a skit, then she hit my producer (Oh)Not whatcha used to, I`m looserYa need to stop fuckin` with them losers, now who`s upThe mystic ruler, grand imperialFilthy, but milky like cerealBang this in ya stereoMC`s is dead and I`ma get head up at they burialAnd that`s disrespectfulI`m strong like Exo mixed with X, yoAnd that`s the high capabilityAnd yes, I possess that abilityI spit it out[Chorus (repeat 2x)][Verse 3]Yeah, ayo, Dep so bright, light looking halogenSpit that bar, car low mileagin`Let`s go, metropolitanArea, cuz I`m hearin` ya hollerin`The earthquaker, Harlem bread makerGimme two hands, few grams and the shakerHit the block, watch the kids bake upYour girl keep coming aroundThen I`ma take her to JamaicaAnd I give her a reason to get curiousBut ya pain, it ain`t that seriousMC`s ran with this and thatBut change your name to Saran `cause it`s a WrapYour rap is like a sedativeYou sleepy, defeat me, negativeSo it`s over and I guess you gotta live with itAnd you can tell by the records that`s distributedI spit it out[Chorus (repeat 4x to fade)]