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lirik lagu amen – remix ’95 – vakill

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[sample: q*tip]
can i get a amen

[verse 1]
am i dope or what?
like pharmaceuticals, brutal hard pseudo bro
how i execute the flow, beautiful (beauti*va*k!ll, beautiful)
long points for thoughts stands, so cover your heads like foreskin
before blinks, the last part is simple
the task was make it as a past participle
my poetry is a hard one, a stark one
and n*ggas is ahead of time as if you feel departed from it
i produce, we repent a loose leaf
but if you choose beef you loose t**th
or wind up in news brief
copy cats is treated the same as pimples
brains and temples getting “popped!” plain and simple
this is the sh*t that you should be steerin’ clear of
what you hearin’, here up in jockin’ inferior disappearin’ mirror
every f*ckin clown in here will be packin his gun when my attacking is done
i should bl**dy the moon and blacken the sun
so if you think of plan b for a bid and rip whack sh*t
for a a plan, that’s your ass

[chorus]
can i get a amen
can i get a amen
ayo, can i get a amen
[verse 2]
i might do to the opposition something despicable
just pick a crew and i have them faces for me like peek*a*boo
to they deaths becomes ducks from shotgun bucks
to nun*chucks to mics throwing you dumb f*cks
styles more often superior, saying something inferior
pause pickin’ out the coffin interior
much [?] each and every time that i write this in text
the finest intents, heads ‘ll need flight attendants
my recital has ’em sufferin’ a vital spasm
in every portal with cytoplasm, homicidal chasm
surpass’ em as another classic case
the only one to go have ’em get casket sp*ce
(ever seen baskin cakes?)
tryin to temper with my style like [?]
and f*ck alot of y’all, cause you got the same style and all
wanna copy the blueprints, d*mn nuisance
you sense danger, better make tracks to cover your shoeprints
no clues, hints
and your idea sucks, tear ducts trickle blood
as i tear ducked souls from the physical
a place to mourn and lay on a plant
player you ain’t got a prayer, when i slay you
so somebody say

[chorus]
[verse 3]
(hm*hm) i clear my throat, i spit out the phlegm now
i split oppositions in half like a gemini
it’s too difficult to mate ’em with a ultimatum
that will result in mayhem and carnage and cataclysm
the fact of the mannerisms (homicide)
as a hollow*tip makin a homicide of my competitor’s head
will give him the chrome*est fly
to fly head*straight into venus and whoever should intervene us
getting hooked up to a intravenous (uh)
what i explain is heinous, my aim is maintain membranous drain
where maim is what the name of the game is
kick his ass so bad, his *n*s will be famous as abus name is
mischievous flows disposing the previous foes
so devious it goes my stereo and tv just froze in fright
on any chosen night, i flatten all
high*top fades, dreads, afros in sight
it ain’t even neat for a landing strip, cause when i fly ahead
my opponents’ brains will abandon ship
i put yo head in a speedier flight than a meteorite
sh*t, you probably get heinous comment media hype
kick the dome, motherf*cker, to go at it
we can close on adequate money, give up cause you wouldn’t even have quit (quit)
i face the fury and the package that it came in
i’m aiming to lay many flat, so pray and don’t forget to
amen
[chorus x2]

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