Tical
Man Method lyrics
Man Method lyrics
"Sub Crazy Lyrics"
GIMME A BULLET Lyrics
Powerage (1978) (Young, Young & Scott) She had the way Had the way The way of letting me know She knew the game Called the play Oh she hit me low She said, Now yo
Powerage (1978) (Young, Young & Scott) She had the way Had the way The way of letting me know She knew the game Called the play Oh she hit me low She said, Now yo
[Intro/Chorus:]
We can all get by if we want now
Get a phat piece of the pie if we want
Motherfuckers gettin' mad high when they want now
I will survive, recognize it be Tical
[Verse One:]
Word up, our niggas is strapped, ready for war on the ill block
Things just ain't peace no more, fuck it
If you ain't with me then forget me
Niggas try to stick me, retaliation, no hesit
Adios Amor Lyrics
adi?s amor la claridad me va a matar la niebla espera atraviese pronto su iman tan suave es su color cristales vuelan por todo el cielo y tu rojo fuego se torna un solo sabor adi?s amo
ation, shiftyadi?s amor la claridad me va a matar la niebla espera atraviese pronto su iman tan suave es su color cristales vuelan por todo el cielo y tu rojo fuego se torna un solo sabor adi?s amo
Creepin' niggas in the dark, triggas with no heart
Rippin' ass apart, I'll be swimmin' with the sharks now
Stay out my water or it's manslaughter
Kid, you oughta start reachin' for that nickle-plated auto-
Matic, my thoughts get sporadic, loaded raps
Bustin' mad shots to ya attic
They say this hazard, this flows a hazard
Straight from Hazard County with a bounty on his head, and it said
"Want
Call Me Lyrics
[Blondie cover] Call on me, oh call up, baby. Call on me, oh call. Call on me oh call up, darling. I know who you are. Come up off your calling chart. I know where you're coming from.
d Dead or Alive," I swear by the whites of they eyes[Blondie cover] Call on me, oh call up, baby. Call on me, oh call. Call on me oh call up, darling. I know who you are. Come up off your calling chart. I know where you're coming from.
To never take a dive I will survive
[Chorus]
[Verse Two:]
Shit's gonna happen if niggas start actin'
Like they want problems, you want 'em, you got 'em
Rap contact, is writin' this exactly, the way it should be
Attacked, Killer Beeeees on a swarm
So what my martial law drops bombs like Qur'an
The ism helps to stimulate my pugilism
Time Waits for No One Lyrics
(pack - puerta - drummond - north) Hurry up, get along, be on your way And make sure that your certain It's not the wrong day Punctual people are lost in their plight To become unprec
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I bust rhymes like jizm, impregnate the rhythm with the wisdom(pack - puerta - drummond - north) Hurry up, get along, be on your way And make sure that your certain It's not the wrong day Punctual people are lost in their plight To become unprec
Decipher the flow, I be hyper, I bring all the styles
That rekindle like old flames
Saliva, check the wicked flows I deliva
Oops, I mean deliver like the Hudson River
Styles be tight, trite like a thief in the night
I be the sneaky-ass nigga bustin' nuts in yo wife
Blasted, buggin' off Bacardi and acid
Flippin' on the mic, it's a classic