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жанры: rap, hip-hop
альбомы: The Pillage
Supa Ninjaz
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Cappadonna
жанры: rap, hip-hop
альбомы: The Pillage
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Dino the dart specialist, Knahmean? Golden Arms, yo MethTical, John, John do your thing, thing What? Check itThe all eye seein', heavenly divine The truth brings out, the temper in my spine A hill sound again, feelin' symptoms that bit me I feel for you victims with everything up in meA head ringa, stuffed in sidewalls of frenzy Back the fuck up, 'cause I'm stimmi off the Remi A semi bloodshot eye, donkey dick of nuts Every cut, I split and try and felt the gutsNigga what? Earthquakin' speech, woofer hissin' The razor faced victims, whew, that's what kissed 'em Appropriate precaution, surroundin' Certain it curtains, I'm dumbfounded, I'm poundin'The pavement for mental enslavement I'm cravin', a misbehavin' savior America the grave for gun waversThe wave runners, what the blood seed again Make you wonder about the thunder underneath the skin? The sapphire rhymes slap fire out your minds With right timin', bite with vampire rhymesHmm, eye spy, with my crooked eye Four metal street soldiers, born to die Put 'em up, yeah, fuck, yeah, when it's Hammertime Niggaz can't be touched here, the true and livin'Night vision unseen, like Jean When I hack men The Unforgiven Left in prison in the Wu-Tang dirty dungeon Now, you succumbin' to my twelve part dirty dozensFlabbergasted, by tracks that be Tru Mastered Opposites attract, beef plus they ass backwards Stick yourself 'til I'm felt This ass whoopin' is bein' dealt Like hot peas and butter nigga, I got the beltWhat the deal, huh? Swing low, sweet chariot I walk the Underground Railroad with Harriett Just a slave to the rhythm, victims I'm like alien About to put that shit up in 'em I can't live without my radio A 100 miles and runnin'T2 Judgment comin', nobody's safe When I reminisce about case, still hit the staircase When the coppers give chase, I give 'em finger The only hip-hop singer To tell America to kiss his Killer Bee stingerNothin' can save ya from this major misbehavior Heavy hands layin' corners in the elevator Guard your grillI speculate, get my darts straight, don't exaggerate Dictate, do it with the Papermate, set the plate Set the bait, checkmate, fuckin' withcha mental state Double take, meditate, earthquake, VGL contemplate Big boys integrate, catch you at the Sess skateArmy tank, high rank, got the bank, got the shank Talk the talk, walk the walk From New York to Up North to Downstate To L.A, to all day To cliches to instant replays, to all the DJ's To PJ's, in the PJ's, equality daysWith money like legs I plant eggs, Pele roundhead The dog bred, snakes runnin' from red, catch dead Big born is on take the uniform, we perform Shit like gangs are now born check for new dawn Fuck a U Conn, you been warned, we the realest We never were conned, duffed out and knowledge born"Rock, the body, body, rock the body, body" "Rock, the body, body, rock the body, body" "Rock, the body, body, rock the body, body" ...
Это интересно:Лето 1995 года. Нью-Йорк плавится от жары пылающего солнца. Солнечные лучи слепят глаза, отпрыгивая от бум-бокса, в котором играет последний на тот момент шедевр Wu-Tang Clan, альбом Raekwon "Only Built 4 Cuban Linx…"Cappadonna врывается в рэп музыку без какого-либо предупреждения. Поддержанный RZA он стал самым лучшим дополнением хип-хоп групп 1990-х... продолжение
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