Текст песни Kish - Straight To Yer Grill
Kish - Straight To Yer Grill слова песни
oh shityeahI got my man Supereme on the wheels right about nowmy man Bronco in the backhe`s eatin` the rest of the pizzawe just coolin` out in the studio right about nowI wanna send some shouts outMystic, what`s happenin` man?Mastermind, what`s up?Mad Crew Logic on the setTape holdin` it down in MontrealWio-K, C-Mo, and Cosmomy little brothersnow we gonna run this down for all you emcess who be goin` around incircles and circles and circlescause they sayin` they professionalbut they get up on stage, mutha fuckas start doin` the moonwalkso we got a little advice for you, we got a little news for youwe`re gonna tell you how to run your shithere we go, check it outmake no mistakeI take a thousand days out for breakmakin` tapes I`m refinin`takin` time while these emcees fakin`you think you`re stingin` mebut when your style is whack it`s fouler than girl with clap came in virginityyou press play and you`ll be ratin` what I`m creatin`frontin` cause you think you sound like Nas, but you nauseatin`now I know you wanna fightbut I pick up the mic, and you fuckin` freak out and run like the price isrightI like my girls thick, I like my pockets phatthat`s why I left Slay and Mcause I was sick of gettin` jackedmutha fuckas with no rap for crapthe cocaine they blowin` while your records are no gainand knowing this is actual, I`m on to they plansthey all for laterI`ll be bangin` rougher than condoms made of sand paperso while you thinkin` of things you think that you could show meI`ll be kickin` your crew off the edge of cliffs like they was coyotesall this, and after it you go with slow talkfrom nappy headed, bald, blonde, bonet, a weave, and mohawkand while I`m movin` like a taxi cabmaybe grab a backseattry to battle, leave your bloody ass a maxi padthere`s just too many rappers not originalI`m like the air all around you, I`m always there but I ain`t visibleyou couldn`t see me, be me, beat me, or defeat mehere`s a hintpsssst, you need to run your shit like meask yourself what the fuck you doin?when you got 11 minutes of a 90 minute cassette that you just ruinendand that`s your demo ain`t no replacin` or erasin`cause you only catchin` wreck in your living room den and basementso now you knowing that the rhymes is illso now you knowing who possess the skillsso now you knowing that you needs to chillcause Watchdog is in effect, so you shoul watch your grill