Текст песни Saukrates - Kill Or Be Killed
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[Saukrates] (Niggas ov S.I.N.)Fuck, fuck, fuckKill or be killedFucking with the heavy metal shitNiggas can`t deal with itLight years ahead of shitAin`t a nigga left on the roster got yaSpitting up blood all over your microphoneImposter, run for the hills Billy`Cause I got you spitting that wack shitGuzzle this vodka, relax kid, hell is where you leading toI know you don`t believe in hell, but hell believes in youSucker, next time you see me your lips are going to puckerKiss my stinking ass, pay back was a bitchNow she`s a bad motherfuckerFoot, fist and thought, three of the deadliest weaponsMy soul`s ice cold no hot steppingClaiming you did a bid, dude kill the dramaThe only beast belly you ever been in was your momma`sComma, meaning a pauseGot ya one legged critics crawling on all foursI mastered the world, this is my cueNow pain has a face, kid allow me to show it to youNow get up on the stage MC, if you willBut when it comes to the mic MCKill or be killedI know there are many different versions of skillBut when it comes to the mic MCKill or be killedYou`re the first little piggy to be slaughtered by the wolf`s rhymeBut in this rhyme I am the third swineI built a Brickhouse, it`s all mineI`m spitting acid kid, the burns got ya face down in ya casket kidWhat! (kill or be killed)(Nigga) mad man combat(Kill or be killed) every man for himselfSuccess will not be measured by wealth(Nigga, kill or be killed)For who (nigga) do you bring (kill or be killed)Can yo feel this (nigga)Uh, the rap game got me canabialisticFor brain, it`s a delicacyMy rhyme was written, you claimIt was irrelevant B, `cause you was wack from the beginningI had your head spinningNow you`re all upset `cause your girlfriend`s clingingI mean to be rude, shooting first `cause I gotHella niggas out there who would eat my food dudIncluding you dudeI swing at competition like a feind swing a moodAnd shine with the veteran or rookie all-starsI make love to Venus and world war with Mars`Cause a rap czar`s attack must be astronomicalA Castro grip on hip hop will be phenomenalBut for now, straighten your spine stand proud`Cause Sauk`s that nigga who be tapping at your browSoldier, my tolerance for disobedience is now overKid, let`s see who`s bolder, giving you the cold shoulderFreeze, missed the first pitch now your grip`s choked upBitch please, used to represent your `hood, came gunning for meNow you`re at the purgatory gates of rhyme running from meYou got on the stage MC, you were realBut when it comes to the mic MCKill or be killedYou lost so the next lifetime you cut a dealWhen it comes to the mic MCKill or be killedYou know sometimes you just got to say, fuck a nigga