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lirik lagu verbal attack (dirty) – black attack

black attack ft. problemz and al’ tariq * “verbal attack”
[emcee(s): problemz and black attack]
[producer(s): groove merchantz (godfather don & v.i.c.)]
[scratches: dj honda]
[hook/additional vocals: al’ tariq]

[verse 1: problemz and black attack]
ayyo
allow me to break it down and explain why they call me problemz
my lyrical techniques is complex, no one can solve ‘em. ayyo, they call me
the b*l*a*c*k a*t*double*a*c*k holding it down
and always representative around your way. it’s problemz
and black attack—don’t get this sh*t misunderstood—coming
through your hood. if you could, you would, but i think you should
play the back—why?—‘cause my man black attack attack the track, c*ck ill
macs back, sh*t i kick more addictive than crack
puffing fat sacks of lethalness, son, i represent it
open tracks up like coroners to leave you n*ggas deaded with sound that shook
tect’s. as far as mic texts, i play competitors like
dutchmasters, unravel your techniques, then blast you with the
buck 50 banger right down the middle and pull your
heart out, pull the lye out—let’s get lyed out
our motherf*cking minds, spark dimes on a regular basis, run through
tracks like tiger asics. i could take six
and kick it acapella and roc*a*fella like shawn carter
probz and black attack coming, dudes’ll die harder. ayyo, when it be time to rip
a track, i flip it back and forth acrobatically
add up my lyrical styles, start to rhyme mathematically
erratically wild like john starks throwing up, but there’s
no way that you could ever touch my style, n*gga. you could
bring the drama. i’ll make your clique take a pause, spark
the scama, rewind it back, pause, add a comma
while n*ggas talk sh*t, i’ma sit back and spark this buddha
somebody’s coming next to me unexpectedly—intruder!
coming through the rear, but i got “no fear” like o.c.g
worldwide like bmg, putting it down for a and b
i’m strictly for the dough. yo, probz. yo, black. yo, you got my back?
i got your back, n*gga. no doubt. like that, what?
[hook: al’ tariq, black attack, and sample] (x2)
who got that most outstanding verbal attack? problemz
and black attack like that! “can you dig it?”
problemz and black attack got that most outstanding
verbal attack like that! “can you dig it?”

[verse 2: black attack]
yo, pick
a target from anywhere, watch me lock on. blunted
forever, problemz and black attack rock on. n*ggas get
illy whenever we under the influence of choke. fake thugs
quit the jokes or get cut up like coke. six*foot
beanie*headed, weighing in at two and change
bigger n*gga hide out, my brain’s hopping out the range, all
black, tints mad dark, so you can’t notice
these low eyes scheming and ready to get you, then reload this
prepare for style, baby. black attack’ll leave ‘em leaking
lyrical, sort of like missiles, they’re heat*seeking
900*double*r like cbr, shifting it up
bugging out like i was on third ave, lifting it up. f*ck
cutting grams. i invest in stocks like k!lla cam
chickenheads coming to see me from france on pan am. run up
in your chest like bam*bam morris before the lethals took control
represent my peoples when it’s time to roll

[verse 3: problemz]
ayyo, the ghetto
triology. welcome to my world, chapter 1, a day in the life
filled with problemz, the aim is not to solve ‘em
as odd as that might sound, this lesson is a blessing in disguise
the key is to understand, visualize, watch how
time flies. back to the topic and hand, son
problemz. stop trying to solve him, understand him
pushing fat whips and stay dipped in marc buchanan
pelle pelle, roll up on n*ggas like pirellis
been in it to win it ever since i was a rugrat
when n*ggas be falling off like hubcaps, i be like, “f*ck that”
and stick to the rough raps, get ‘nough claps for my clever raps
picture a n*gga like probz falling off? never that, son
i got the remedy for this overcrowded industry
do away with all these p*ssy n*ggas i hear pretending to be
hardcore, faking all their jacks over wack tracks
with wack raps, fronting like they got gats in their knapsacks
hold up. just the other day, you wanna be abstract
but now you’re writing raps about smoking blunts and busting caps
i’m way past that, on some next sh*t, ready to wreck this
going all*out like an emergency exit when i flex this
[hook: al’ tariq, black attack, and sample] (x2)
who got that most outstanding verbal attack? problemz
and black attack like that! “can you dig it?”
problemz and black attack got that most outstanding
verbal attack like that! “can you dig it?”

- black attack

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