Текст песни RZA f Masta Killa, Tash Mahagony - Koto Chotan
RZA f Masta Killa, Tash Mahagony - Koto Chotan слова песни
"Koto... Chotan..." [RZA] Yo, yo, Ruler Zig-Zag-Zag Allah, I`m not reneggin` I don`t fuck with dead pigeons or the pigskin You fuckin` fake 85% snake Derelict ass bitch, your class in dead weight Ain`t no fire escape from hell, every devil ain`t pale I blast like H.G. Wells: "War of the Worlds" Allah is Lord of all, you sure to fall Collapse like the Berlin Wall, while I`m just hurlin` ya`ll Lightin` bolts ---- by writin` quotes Strikin` jolts that frightenin` to adults A to Zig-Zag you get smacked, all in a shitbag Bust like the spermbag, because your germ had You on some ol` fake thug shit Drunk from the drink, gassed up by the drug shit Wrong analysis: kidney shot cause dialysis While the Gods rebuildin` Jerusalem, golden palaces Babes in Wonderland wonderin` where the fuck Alice is While you`re jerkin` your dick catchin` mad callouses Slave labor steel drivin` like John Henry Layin` down underground tracks for nine pennies [Masta Killa] Huh, get you amped off the anthem Yeah, I get you amped off the uh... Yeah, look, another smash hit My niggas from the Boulevard East New York Squad in the yard gettin` ripped, at least 24 a clip A 100 men stompin` your face the wolves barkin` Careful, you might get trampled, caught flashin` Wrap him in the maskin` tape, Jimmy Baskin Murder was the case when the crowd break fool Iron Mic Duel, held down by the poolside Along came a spider spun spools in the cipher Swing with all your might, lead spray from the sawed-off pipe Stenographer type, the ghetto hype slang Flow like water off the brim in the rain No escapin`, Iron Maiden, check matin` Grandmaster Flash spinnin, P.F. cuttin` The sticky Ave. gooey, roll in the frontal leaf Jamel Irief smash teef in be [Tash Mahagony] Some people lyrics ain`t hot My delivery is ill on the mic and I rock So hot, this stage should be a stainless steel pot Leavin` burnin` pains Neosporin couldn`t stop On cats who couldn`t rock Would shook `cause I drop `em Fear is a probelm in this game if you got `em My mic I carry the heat for rappers playin` possum `Fraid that I`m a see `em, spit a rhyme, lyrically drop `em Just to say I got `em, but it`s realer than that I`m about more that what you see and what I speak in my rap So be conscious of that Grand told you, "Watch the quiet ones, you didn`t get it?" You think that you could rip a chick who spit her lyrics Pretty rhymes so tight my lyrics did it Got you open and it worked it and you won`t admit it Hopin` that we both forget it These ain`t no one night stand lyrics, I`m never really finished Got you duckin`, tryin` to pivot, beware Next time, come wit` it "Koto... Chotan..."