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GRAV

What

  hip-hop  rap  chicago  hardcore
364 3 часа назад

Текст песни GRAV - What

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No-one can ever juice meLosely, I rip slowDug into your brain for unknown flowSome wish they could prevailBut against me, they`d failStyles more shockin` than rain fallin` on third railsCuz when beat beats streets concrete breaks on the feetTo break down whole structures and leave most men weakIf you scared of being buried in the catacholHold tight; these lyrics might bust your domeYa now ease up! As I select the brewTo punish with my raps and thrash his whole flowScatter minds like code did digital dataFalse entry in my cypher leaves niggaz getting splatteredDun boy tried to bite rhymes and mouths got numbStart rotting at their teeth and affect their gumsSpread through their whole body leave them punks for deadWhile real niggaz take it in and it swells their headChorus:So what?!, nigga what?! nigga what?!Watch this nigga GRAV take lyrics to their gutWat deez little bitch ass niggaz really want?Wat nigga?! wat?! Wat nigga?! wat?!Wat nigga?! wat?! Nigga wat?! Nigga wat?! Nigga wat?!Watch this nigga GRAV take lyrics to their gutWat deez little bitch ass niggaz really want?Wat nigga?! wat?! Wat nigga?! wat?!Verse Two:From brain waves to vocal chords, the ear drum cavitiesThe food chain of the thought process of GRAVityMental growth is acquired when the farmer sow seedTo penetrate my face and make ear drums bleedOf these -- fake niggaz trying to bite off stylesThat were once buried deep inside the X-FilesJust a street nigga with skills to move the massSporting a Scully in this cold war to block weak rhymesFrom one street corner to the nextI flip complex textMore maneuver on the mic than Doctor Ruth with sexSixty-nine and doggy style down on straight-up foreplayGot this rap shit sewn up; Yo! what more can one say?Kinda tight right?Yo! Lets spark shit up tonightLace gloves on my tongue so we can start a verbal fightLeft hook from butta lyrics, right hook from phat tracksTo KO weak flows and make the streets reactChorusVerse Three:Yo! now check it, many brothers have often got lostDied when exposed to verbal holocaustThat thought toss their mind outta wackBrain rings back and fracture skull capsShow love to gods on Earth to keep realTo manifest on studios on two inch frailsHey yo! Adjust the levels on a flight deck handleWhy lie on these styles thats are wild like jungle mammalsWhile most niggaz are blind and simply can findStyles buried deep in the sand-dunes of my mindA rariety to find such a nigga so niceThe oasis in the desert where lightning struck twiceNow see! I`m on the track to best meUse rusty nails to crucify men who test meAnoint only the worthy with lyrical holy waterThe rest of the mantis get slaughteredWhat? Ya know what I mean?Whatcha want son?Sparkin` it off like thisYou don`t want noneChorusLike this, like thisLike this, like thatLike that, like thisBring it on, bring it on, bring it onFrom up town to shout townThe realm of the gonzillaz to infinity...

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