Текст песни Souls Of Mischief - Dirty Ds Theme
Souls Of Mischief - Dirty Ds Theme слова песни
Verse one: phestoRedirect your motivation, while we collect the dough forsakenMaking a mockery of you mcs, we grimace malicious parodiesYoure finished, allowing you to win is just not in usThats horrendous just replenish apprentice retract allThe wack fore you niggaz get blackballed, youre smallAnd we make a spectacle of yall withdrawalPunk contention bitten for attentionSouls of mischief your worst, enemies, your energysWasted, disintegrated, youll be incineratedBy the innovative when Im stimulated come paleTo embellish I relish mcs overzealous who fail usTime will tell us, emulating recreation is colorlessFrontin like they on some other shitDeveloping discover this irrelevant to wack intact exactWell I belittle mcs, and hold no reeferBut sho dont sleep Im outVerse two: tajaiWe the fruits of rotten seeds, nowadays its bout greedThats the policy, get from me, so I grab all I seeAnd after that we out, in a trail of laughterRaps and doubtless claims of standards upheld and maintainedThis aint no, flash in the pan shit, just sell it and fade to nadaOr dance hits to propel, a major knot up in my billfoldOne day I got up and I willed no rapper greaterThey fake and still doze and act like they young as fuckHollerin about the niggaz they buckFallin out the windows made up like hoes if they get buckedLesson utmost, japanitos to one brokeWho have an ego, or fade you like vita largoDamn where did he go? sucker felt the evil I know, wordCasino, I ant that ass like zebra skinsFidos keepin pins and needlesWhether you tread or rest your head until yaSuccumb to the voice thats deep within, you should knowChorus:Its time to let the weak shit go, no moreAnd if you with us, hoe hoe!!!You should know, its time to let that wack shit go, no moreAnd if you with us, hoe hoe!!!Verse three: opioThey say Im too posessive, agressiveI make a mess of mcs depress em, plessin emThe west eclipse the rest, suggestions, to the ones in my professionTestin, congestin, the mic doin impressionsSouls of mischief make em all fall in successionIf youre pressin luck self destructIm vindictive, so descriptiveIntriguing on the mic, we dont see things alikeI strike at breakneck speeds and leave you think twicefore I sink ice cold lyrics and youre slicedThrough the mirror and its right to the centerWhere it hurts, convertReconsider the bitter, consequencesYoure defenseless against us, you go berzerkIngesting mcs like clockwork, when I rockMurderous rhymes one time for your mindAnd drop dimes for them niggaz who dont get liveVerse four: a-plusI reduce you to dust pilesPlus stylesll crush smiles, seducing women til they bust outOf they garments, always give the crowd what they wantedI rock the mic and now, they dont want you on itSo I own it, I make my grip tightIts like Im nuttin nice when Im writing rhymes to cut and slice menYou wouldnt, I win every time that we clashI will surpass ya, a-plus a known flasherRhyme if you wanna, it makes no differenceCause you still gonna die, youse a gonerYou shouldnt even try, why was you on theMic in the first placeYou even chose tbe track, see yousa nigga with the worst tasteI make you niggaz disperse with hasteMy tape first with bass hurts your face we curse the fatesI think that I should be your human idolMakin mcs suicidal when they lose they titleChorus: repeat 2xNow, you should know, its time to let that wack shit goNo mo, and if you with us, hoe hoe!!Now you should know, you need to let that wack shit goNo mo, and if you with us, hoe hoe!!Yeah, souls of mischief in the house like thatSouls of mischief rock the houseMy man big domino, yeah yeahBig casual, yeah yeah...Pep loveCant forget jay-bizWestbound, north side, like that...Hieroglyphics in the houseLet that wack shit go