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Unbreakable

  hip-hop  rap  portuguese  punk  rock
256 3 часа назад

Текст песни Prime - Unbreakable

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[Prime]Yo, this is PrimeBut to tell you cats who the hell I amSo listen upI know you cats been asking, `bout to answer that[Verse 1]Who`s that kid that`s rocking head phones on the back of the bus?Reciting verses loud as fuck, while still tagging shit upWho`s laughing it up, sand paper scratching shit upWhose making passengers blush when he babbles and bustsIt`s PrimeThese cats that rhyme don`t even know what it`s likeThey got me vexed wanting to test them when they holding the micThat`s why I`m yelling, talking shit and acting so impoliteBattling me you`re either throwing the towel, or throwing the fightI jump of the top of the rope, so stop your approachRappers keep trying to be different instead of trying to be dopeHarder then most, choking artists who croak, serving mimicsSetting fire to your notebook while you still writing your verses in itMy words indented, plus they`re properly placedAll in your face, gems prices keeps them locked in a safePlotting to take the world over with rhyme, controlling your mindSo sit back and behold its P-Prime![Hook x 2]I`m unbreakable, you can`t make me or break meAnd I don`t give a fuck, none of you bitch niggas can take meSo when I hear you cats rap I have to resortTo telling kids how it is with a status report[Verse 2]Now a days commercial cats are all taking the gameAll wearing similar outfits and all walking the sameYou just acting for your boys you should all be ashamedWhen on a low and all alone your looking awkward and planeYa`ll `aint superstars fuck with me and you`ll get bruised and scaredEven your beats don`t match your just as whack as your producers areFronting` yourself like you got a gun on the shelfRunning with wealth, praying you wake up with somebody elseLittle fish in a big pond I`m serving all of you toysYou couldn`t get five mics on stage with four of your boysYour whack is a rule, I rap and dismantle your crewAnd leaving you guessing what`s getting dropped first, your album or youYou`ve had it you`re threw, get crushed by my weakest touchI spit shit that speaks in volumes, my whispers will make the speakers bustTrust that prime is chosen with the mic I`m holdingHere`s a toast for you going platinum and silence is golden[Hook x2][Verse 3]Now a days it`s just as bad if you`re an underground catThe ??? are mad at this cause all that`s coming outs whackAn analyst I have to diss cause half these kids just can`t rapThey put on backpacks and label there whack shit as abstractThe other half they carry on about the revolutionI guess doing tours and being vegetarian is desolationIt`s retribution when I get in the zoneShit I spit gets in your dome like rays from cellular phones, Radiation I lay waiting to strike, so stay hatingAs I leave these rappers shook like getting coughed up by an aids patientI make statements that will fuck with your headTill your flustered and shaking while your tucked in your bedPumping the lead, pencil is the way I diss MC`sSticks and stones can`t break my bones so your words don`t mean shit to meI`m vicious with the live flow, I spit wherever I goSo keep your eyes open from the nigga from Chicago[Hook x2]Ya, know what I`m sayingMemo on the beatMolemenScam ArtistsKeep an eye outWhat!

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