Hard like the kick on my feet Hear this healthy squeak Rolling deep with the boys Talking no police We be the pyrex hater
You can die fex A store who, man please check you timex
I said we on some new shit Moving in the new whip With a group of girls who been acting kind of groupish Bad like Ashanti, so I say they foolish But on Sunday they be praying that the brook be the home base permanent tick But the women on my arm are on automatic rotate Something like a Rolex, doing what they project Home workout so I use them as a bowflex
What Up Doc, or should I say hello Nurse This is a tiny toon, never been below thirst Like Gatorade, never would’ve saved the day We keep the chicks half naked like this everyday What Up Doc, or should I say hello Nurse This is a tiny toon, never been below thirst Like Gatorade, never would’ve saved the day We keep the chicks half naked like this everyday
Uh, it’s no telling how I’m getting by Should’ve been a fugee how I’ve got the whole city high Cocaine music, crack music addict Now my whole city got a true passion habit You see what time it is It's time to buy the bar 50 fine ass girls came from mighty far And he smoked the last reg’s, she gotta have it I call them rappers that’s bouncing, cos all these carrots Man, fuck your foolery, you fools ain’t fooling me Gold diggers trying to get some shoes and jewellery
What Up Doc, or should I say hello Nurse This is a tiny toon, never been below thirst Like Gatorade, never would’ve saved the day We keep the chicks half naked like this everyday What Up Doc, or should I say hello Nurse This is a tiny toon, never been below thirst Like Gatorade, never would’ve saved the day We keep the chicks half naked like this everyday
Puff puff give and fuck your bitch On that OJ shit, you must’ve quit Puff puff give and fuck your bitch On that OJ shit, you must’ve quit
What Up Doc, or should I say hello Nurse This is a tiny toon, never been below thirst Like Gatorade, never would’ve saved the day We keep the chicks half naked like this everyday What Up Doc, or should I say hello Nurse This is a tiny toon, never been below thirst Like Gatorade, never would’ve saved the day We keep the chicks half naked like this everyday
I wrote this, opening the opus Knowing kids will quote this, Go and sniff the dopest Tell me if you smell me Tell you never felt thee Coming from where hell be on another relm he’s on
And while you pack heat what I pack is magic For you trick kids faker than the wackest actress Fly high jet and give me 15 seconds
To just rhyme my sentence like a drive by lesson
It’s like a drive by lesson It’s like a drive by lesson Peace to those who listen
I’ve got some extra to split and spit perplex you It's affection risk, just for the record man I’m wrecking this I rock it like Rambo you spitting at mimsy Karate kid kicking man this ain’t a film B
There ain’t no trying me
I’m on a rhyming spree I’ve got clefs noteriety like poiety Fly high jet and give me 15 seconds
To just rhyme my sentence like a drive by lesson
I wrote this, opening the opus Knowing kids will quote this, Go and sniff the dopest
It’s like a drive by lesson It’s like a drive by lesson Peace to those who listen
Paroles [...] Groovy, entraînant & déterminé. Rappeur, fx coup de feu & sirène de police, sample & [...]
I wrote this, opening the opus Knowing kids will quote this, Go and sniff the dopest Tell me if you smell me Tell you never felt thee Coming from where hell be on another relm he’s on
And while you pack heat what I pack is magic For you trick kids faker than the wackest actress Fly high jet and give me 15 seconds
To just rhyme my sentence like a drive by lesson
It’s like a drive by lesson It’s like a drive by lesson Peace to those who listen
I’ve got some extra shit to split and spit perplex you It's affection risk, just for the record man I’m wrecking this I rock it like Rambo you spitting at mimsy Karate kid kicking man this shit ain’t a film B
There ain’t no trying me
I’m on a rhyming spree I’ve got clefs noteriety like poiety Fly high jet and give me 15 seconds
To just rhyme my sentence like a drive by lesson
I wrote this, opening the opus Knowing kids will quote this, Go and sniff the dopest
It’s like a drive by lesson It’s like a drive by lesson
Do it for the money, I do it for my pleasure. When you bark at me so loudly, I feel light as a feather, and in your romantic vid, the one you shot with a pornstar, that’s the life you live, the cheap cloak you hire. Proud of the barrel of a gun, makin bars of gold, thinkin you reach the sun, with this shit you hold, your lyrics sold into a blister holding back the shits you written gives me heart attack. The biggest joke: a parental advisory for the things you do, to be shocked by this you can’t have an IQ over sixteen, just tell me what it means, are this parents four years old to think that guy is mean? Come on…
Push up baby push up make your muscles get bigger. if your head does not think maybe your tricep’s a singer. In the chill of the morning in the warm of the club : train and become a bull with the brain of a slug. A kind of rap superhero built and dressed like Hulk, a busty guy with cute panties, vulgar and predictible. The title of your LP, what is it ? “Spank me”? On the sleeve you had an Uzi, around you girls under twenty.Watch over your shoulders, you might have enemies, the ones who steal the make up and drown stars in their jaccuzis. Beware, be brave, protect yourself muscled boy and stop trying to steal miss universe’s job
Never had a cause, never had a name, never had the guts, never been ashamed, never been attached, never pulled the strings so listen; when you say you wanna , man I say you can’t, when you say you gonna, man I say you ain’t. Never had a cause, never had a name, never had the guts, never been ashamed, never been attached, never pulled the strings so listen; when you say you wanna , man I say you can’t, when you say you gonna, man I say you ain’t.
Spit on the world you make while lickin the dope you hate, you’re diggin the souls you shake, your heart is a fake, you know you can’t drop your words in my mind, god damned you can’t thrill me, blow the kids with your rhymes, god damned you can’t kill me. Say you do that to teens licking MTV screen every time you show them your tits like Marylin. Say I’m not able to talk about the blocks where you’v grown, we’ve never meet on a same road, guess you know you’re so crusty with your eyes of baby, so crunchy, you dirty icon, nike’s so freaky.
I bet you’d break a guitar on a stage to show your fan you can act like a star. Please have mercy, don’t do it right now, and sell a million copy before smoking cigars, I’ve no scars, no crimes to sing about or tell. How does it feel to die rich when it’s your misery you sell ?
When you say you wanna , man I say you can’t, when you say you gonna, man I say you ain’t. Never had a cause, never had a name, never had the guts, never been ashamed, never been attached, never pulled the strings so listen. When you say you wanna , man I say you can’t, when you say you gonna, man I say you ain’t. Never had a cause, never had a name, never had the guts, never been ashamed, never been attached, never pulled the strings so listen.
Never had a cause, never had a name, never had the guts, never been ashamed, never been attached, never pulled the strings so listen; when you say you wanna , man I say you can’t, when you say you gonna, man I say you ain’t. Never had a cause, never had a name, never had the guts, never been ashamed, never been attached, never pulled the strings so listen; when you say you wanna , man I say you can’t, when you say you gonna, man I say you ain’t.
We do bad things you know we do bad things. Yeah I’m a bad girl we do bad things. We do bad things you know we do bad things.
Yeah I’m a bad girl we do bad things.
Hang around with niggaz who bring most broads pain. He want me I use him, abuse him, and use him. I want the Louie, Marc Jacobs, and the Khloe bags, Beamer, benz, Bentley, and he must drive Jags. Rubbers better be mags, if he tiny I’m mad then it’s out of my house not my blouse it’s a rap.
Rappin is like my hobbie I’m a beast on the mike .
Flowing is like my kootie cat it got to stay tight. Right place right time and you know it goes down. Goes without saying cause he got to go down. He pleasing me the neighbors know my name singing in different octaves his whole voice change. From base to soprano he changing up his range got him screaming like he auditioning for TPain.
See I’m a bad girl we do bad things. We do bad things you know we do bad things. Yeah I’m a bad girl we do bad things. We do bad things you know we do bad things.
Yeah I’m a bad girl we do bad things.
Hang around with niggaz who bring most broads pain. He want me I use him, abuse him, and use him. So whats up? He starts the convo and then I say hi.
He says he likes my flow and he’s a hell of a guy. Then he says lets get high before I can object. He laughs at me and says I meant lets go to my jet. Then is ATL to Vegas yeah we born to make it.
You know that I’m a top notch broad and they hating.
But the more they hate the more I make so keep on talking. I’m riding in the new coupe the broad still walking.
And I’m still laughing it’s funny to me. Your man take me to the boutique you bummy to me.
See I’m running the streets and I done made it to fame. See ya still search for fame but I done changed the game.
See I’m a bad girl we do bad things.
We do bad things you know we do bad things. Yeah I’m a bad girl we do bad things. We do bad things you know we do bad things. Yeah I’m a bad girl we do bad things.
Hang around with niggaz who bring most broads pain.
He want me I use him, abuse him, and use him.
Now bets believe it he chosen.
I’m a have him moaning to the morning. Pop it and lock it baby no stopping man. You want me baby boy bets believe better have that bread in hand.
You call me vain I say yes I am.
And I Aim for light skinned who got hella game.
It’s a shame is what they saying but I’m in my own lane and they on the side lines trying to stop my game. But I’m winning its plain and simple to see.
If I want your man then he’s coming with me.
I came to set him free from the money in his pocket his account and his crib.
You can call it what you want but I get it how I live.
Now get um up. Get um up. Get um get um up. Now Get um up. Get um up. Get um get um up. No get um up Get um up. Get um get um up. Now get um up Get um up. Get um get um up!
See I’m a bad girl we do bad things.
We do bad things you know we do bad things. Yeah I’m a bad girl we do bad things. We do bad things you know we do bad things. Yeah I’m a bad girl we do bad things. Hang around with niggaz who bring most broads pain. He want me I use him, abuse him, and use him. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I got my mind on my money on the grind I’m a bad bitch. Niggaz made cause I’m in the game causing havoc.
Bread got to have it. Lavish habits. Tricks up my sleeves with my flows like magic. Whips be foreign. Niggaz be adoring. I got money stored away in banks off shore and. Never been a gangsta but I’m still a hood chick. Bread in my pocket keep it real so I’m hood rich. Born in the ghetto and respect I done earned it. Come up in my hood trying to dis they’ll learn you.
Teaching you a lesson that they’ll never be forgetting. If you coming out alive then they calling it a blessing.
You talking bout this and bout that. We talking bout that real shit we talking bout facts. We got that duffle bag boy full of hundred stacks. We got that duffle bag boy full of hundred stacks how’s that.
And I ain t never been a weak bitch. Always been a street bitch.
With the right nigga in my bed I’m a freak bitch.
Call him for the night take his bread send his as home.
Never knew his name it don’t matter cause he long gone.
Chocolate and sweet niggaz want to get a taste of me, now they feigning for my body like a damn drug. We aint got nothing in common it you aint got bread. Dead all of small talk tell me if you give head. If you do than we can chill,iIf you don’t than u can go.
Loose my name and number we don’t need to talk no more. Callus like the bunion on the foot of a soldier. Keep niggaz awake when I spit like Folgers. You talking bout this and bout that.
We talking bout that real shit we talking bout facts.
We got that duffle bag boy full of hundred stacks. We got that duffle bag boy full of hundred stacks how’s that.
Niggaz try to hate because they know that I am better than. Told yall fools before that you are nothing but irrelevant. Eyes on me like I’m Pac back in 95.
Listen to my flow and you gone see that niggaz still alive. Ride in my old school. Laughing at these damn fools. Mad that I made it to the top and they gone all loose.
Choose to be spiteful, pimping it’s delightful, poor my feelings out and let these niggaz get a mike ful. Crazy to them that I spit so hot. Ife coming for the #1 spot. Top any broad up in this game. Don’t just do it for the glitz and fame. Do it for the niggaz and the head and the bread and to prove that hip hop really aint dead. Heard what I said, what I do what I mean. Got to grind till I live my dream.
You talking bout this and bout that.
We talking bout that real shit we talking bout facts.
We got that duffle bag boy full of hundred stacks.
We got that duffle bag boy full of hundred stacks how’s that.
Thats my dungeon, civilisation Ensimes dying in my belly, just dirt You chaise fame, we chaise it for me The all seeing eye has it in for me Can’t swim against the sea
Shoot me down, if you feel the need Ash on ash Shoot me down, if you feel the need Ash on ash
Paroles [...] Hip hop. Tendu & urbain. MC & rythmique.
My fire is flame. My my my my fire is flame. Go get them. My fire is flame my, my, my, fire is flame. I‘m better, I’m better, I’m better, than these silly bitches knowing they can’t step to me. My fire is flame. My my my my fire is flame. Go get them. My fire is flame my, my, my, fire is flame. I ‘m better, I’m better, I’m better, than these silly bitches knowing they can’t step to me.
He told me you to cute to spit but my fire is flame.
I’m on the on grind for my dollars don’t give me no change.
If you don’t give it I’m a take it I’m breaking the bank.
These niggaz comatose but my flow gone shake them awake.
Steady calculating these niggas they give me there lines. While they talking bout names and numbers I’m talking bout dollar signs.
Changing these fools minds. Usually like them light skinned.
But now he want the chocolate girl again and again. Done told his home boys about me they talking bout friends.
Man these bitches can’t see me might as well get them a lens.
They be taking offense.
Then be making amends, since they cant beat they want to join cause they know I’m a win. But I don’t give a damn, I’m bout my Benjamin’s.
I want that nigga with the whip that got them dividends.
So if you got it come holla cause in the streets I’m a beast.
And if you got the right package in the bed I’m a freak.
I’m saying. My fire is flame. My my my my fire is flame. Go get them. My fire is flame my, my, my, fire is flame. I‘m better, I’m better, I’m better, than these silly bitches knowing they can’t step to me. My fire is flame. My my my my fire is flame. Go get them. My fire is flame my, my, my, fire is flame. I ‘m better, I’m better, I’m better, than these silly bitches knowing they can’t step to me.
He told me you to cute to spit but my fire is flame.
I’m on the on grind for my dollars don’t give me no change.
If you don’t give it I’m a take it I’m breaking the bank.
These niggaz comatose but my flow gone shake them awake.
So come and give it to me. I want it all night.
You better have strength and you better have length I want it just right.
Say you can tongue twist well baby use your skills.
Oh you so cool got ice cubes trying to give me chills.
Well I love the way it feels you do it so nice.
Let a broad say that you’re hers we might just have to fight.
Don’t usually brawl over niggaz but you’re the exception.
Got magical dick gets me excited with I see your erection. I run in your direction. You teaching me your lesson. But I been naughty so we gone have to repeat the session. So meet me in detention, I need all your attention.
You got that wood, I got that good, and I got bad intentions.
I’m saying, I’m saying My fire is flame. My my my my fire is flame. Go get them. My fire is flame my, my, my, fire is flame. I‘m better, I’m better, I’m better, than these silly bitches knowing they can’t step to me. My fire is flame. My my my my fire is flame. Go get them. My fire is flame my, my, my, fire is flame. I ‘m better, I’m better, I’m better, than these silly bitches knowing they can’t step to me.
I’m saying. My fire is flame. My my my my fire is flame. Go get them. My fire is flame my, my, my, fire is flame. I‘m better, I’m better, I’m better, than these silly bitches knowing they can’t step to me. My fire is flame. My my my my fire is flame. Go get them. My fire is flame my, my, my, fire is flame. I ‘m better, I’m better, I’m better, than these silly bitches knowing they can’t step to me.
So let’s get naughty, naughty, me and you can play a game. Yeah you gone like the way it feel because my fire is flame.
You say you wild but when I’m done I’m gonna leave you tame I guarantee that you gone be begging for it again.
So let’s get naughty, naughty, me and you can play a game. Yeah you gone like the way it feel because my fire flame.
You say you wild but when I’m done I’m gonna leave you tame.
I guarantee that you gone be begging for it again.
Paroles [...] Hip hop. Nostalgique & jazzy. MC & rythmique.
Yo i could tell u bout this life, u wouldnt like what u hear When i tell it bruva feel me i know This life is like some nonexistent dream We wake up every morning to play our part on the scene No seeing in between, no laws and rules we live by Govern how we get by No need to get high Cuz we're already brainwashed by them I know i can see it But still we close our eyes to conceal it in agreement they send me to war, to the frontline While they're watching for that money if it come in on time
So we're waiting, patiently waiting, i'm taking for the moment And expecting that the moment never come Cuz even if i try, they will be there, to come and see me when i fly And shoot me down when i get up in the air, Man these fuckers all try Yo i see them everywhere I got them in the corner of my eye, rolling with them other guys, wonder why
We need to let it breathe
Don't pretend to be more than a friend to me, or gently dementing my and myself Out this world For the helth of me, the referee is absent from this cleverly orchestrated game Where the brains don't care for me Lo and behold this is what we made of it Politicians talking fibs, that's the thin of it But the thick of it is fucking ridiculous We've got these politicians talking fibs, man Taking us for a ride, this is why, we could never be better I try to keep my head above the bullshit Cuz when the shit hits the fan, it's the clever man with the better plan who will get up from under the shit
Load up ya clip, bruva, go on tell em take no prisoners Wake up from ya dream bruva, go on just envision this This is real, this is heart, this is human, This is what we're missing from this life we're exhumed in
We need to let it breathe
While we're out busy investing in them hotel rooms and grand diners, we're Forgetting about our men. So people are talking about the war… democracy isn't Anything without the people living it but we are as a publis - we are all giving them Everything. So what's the end to be? What's it meant to be? Something better than a Friend to me?
I walk in the studio and open up the cabinet Once the microphone meets my eyes then I'm grabbin' it My rhymes is immaculate, timin' is accurate And I could say the same for all the guys I be rappin' with
I could pass the mic to the left or to the right And whoever standin' next to me be strengthenin' the ciph When we chill and hit the pipe, we definitely tight Shit, everyone I'm messin' wit is nice
I'm effortlessly scribin', my temperature be risin' My methods I be hidin', you ain't ever gon' find 'em You could call me God cause I'm on some divine shit Deliverin' my rhymes w/ seismic force, they hit
Split the dirt planet burst in flames Humanity cease but the earth sustains Lyrical Armageddon, you better get your reverend and repent Before you go to Hell instead of heaven
I ain't no flamethrower, more like a knuckleballer Causin' chaos and disruptin' order Across borders and over water, but I don't support torture And unlike the Knicks I always hit my shots in the fourth quarter
So if you try to play me, you get played back Just like a good take on that A DAT tape You make that cake but you ain't that great D-Ray bout to take yo place!
Cuz man I ain't feelin' rap, where the rhythm at? Only a handful of emcees left who could kill a track Who got the biggest gat? Man they lyrics wack How bout the mercenary killers that still in Iraq
Shootin' cruiser missiles where they eatin' dinner at How 'bout them NYPD piggies that be killin' blacks And keepin' political prisoners up in the rack I'm spittin fire, never filler, on the ill attack
Aye yo I spit hot bars i wear a hot pairi ride hot cars, i flip hip hop barebres get left there, bunnin hot rockdeliver more hot shots than charlie sheen daresim a machine on a tracku fall asleep on a trackur all neeks spit wack, ima bring it bring it backhow i sling it, sing it wack, never dat im a poetyou MCs all foot soldiers, i'm heroic, u know itthe general, ahead of all rappers todayim on top of my game like players on match of the dayso i bring dat mad ish, spit raps on mad riffs established, never deal with riff raff im lavishaverage MCs caught sleeping on the gameput em to sleep permanently if theyre speaking on my nameima go go get it till i go and kick the bucketMCs are more chicken than a KFC bucket till the end i won't giving ini won't be letting em know, i won't be giving em no ting of my dividendsMCs all narcoleptic, can't step withi talk the talk, calm and collectedtill the end i'll keep it riveting, i'll be vivid and dope, lettin em kno bout the flo that i'm deliveringMCs all narcoleptic, can't step withi walk the walk, calm the collective people get frantic cuz them people cant handle iti lay them on the granite, make em manicgive em a taste of the graphic ish cuz im sick and i manage to do more damage than people do do do when they litteringreally believe me b i'm stanking hot and i'm simmeringsurrounded in linen and women when lyrics are spillingcuz livin in this day and age is a great feelingi do this for the game but the dames touch the ceilingconsume my fair share, one i dare say's willingall in a day's work, i'm the pay day villainhave u screaming may day, like droppin date rape pills ini put you all to sleep, evacuate the buildingnow the building is gone, to catch sleepyou be running after Zs like a marathontryna bite my shit like a piranha done did itcome get it, king kong on the lyrics y'all dig it aye yo hit hard, get back, mix tracks, get charredhit that six pack, lick dogs, smoke crack? what?no i'm only joking, smocking, choking, cruising down the boulevard provoking walking, talking, stalking, poking a fat chickno i'm only joking againi do do what the real do, it's okyou think i'm funny, but laugh too much and i'll kill youi may be happy but i'm murderousthe live ish, soon you will have heard of usi bring it to the brink think courteous,i'll brought all the herb to puff, don't hurry usyes it's the AS if you're curiousi'm furious, the name's Siik, game's slick, tame spit, take it back to the lane pit, spit main- same ish, mix pain and pleasure in the same set so don't be talking about MCs you make them sleepwith you all them MCs yo they fall asleep, you're boring MCs all narcoleptic, can't step withi talk the talk, calm and collectedi bring the live ish, AS, 9side, recognise till the endMCs all narcoleptic, can't step withi walk the walk, calm the collective MCs all narcoleptic, can't step withi talk the talk, calm and collectedMCs all narcoleptic, can't step withi walk the walk, calm the collective
Paroles [...] Acid & swingy Bossa/Hip-hop. male vocal. BPM 98.
THE HOKEY POKEY Lyrics by Mattic Parks, Music by Oogo
(Chorus) You do the hokey poky and turn yourself around That's what it's all about. (repeat)
Ladies, money, and clothes. Vehicles, how you rob people, and hoe's. Guest appearances to make your album hot right? I love so and so, but most don't even write.
Trap star, hood star, drinks at the bar. I love Red Letter Blue Mark and Tom play the guitar, and tav kill it on the drums but everybody's cool with following acting dumb.
Ego's and local Mc's that don't get it. I can't help you, need to help yourself it fells better kid.
Time on my side and I spit the planet sound. See me like Discovery Place, open with the sound. Held like a shotgun holder in Guatamala with a vest that protects his chest, saliva swallow and it's hotter then a flesh wound caused by bullets hollow, how i make it when Im building my model building a sorrow with a hope.
Dope how I insert the music I choose it, different from the next like sex out of the birds nest, comes one with the image. Majors all alone the shit is all finish.
So I take it off exploring the more like a producer that's digging inside of a record store. Throw rocks at the body shock kid. Man he drowned trying to do what I did. For the love of women tall and the smell I ain't J-Live, I do got a story to tell about
(Chorus) How you Put your left foot in You take it on out Put your left foot in and you twist it, and you shake it all about
Now You put your right foot in take your right foot out Put your right foot in and you shake it, shake it, you shake it all around.
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around That's how we all fall down to the sound To the sound nigga To the sound To the sound So gather round
Who Who got it that You shake it an you shake and you shake it all around (repeat)
You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around That's what it's all about I said that's what it's all about That's what it's all about
Paroles [...] Hip-hop. Wonky music. Video games fx. Male vocal. BPM 92.
GHOST MUSIC Lyrics by Mattic, Green T, F.P Beat by Chomsky
(Chorus) Ghost music Ghost music Ghost music Ghost music Ghost music
Hey it's Poltergeist music it's Poltergeist music it's Poltergeist music it's Poltergeist music
The like… Ah hell now did I miss it? before you step on the stage your whole show is defeated. I'm trying to leave a ghost impression on your T.V screen when you you pause the game to long, I heard your song.
Whole album that's cool, but when I make my rule My medulla's like pole vaulter's A high choose Your best tracks, friend can help. In the end all you doing is just talking to yourself.
And the crowd the only clap cause they don't want no playback. A universal word describes you as whack. While I sit up in the shadow's sharp like a dagger. The power that I create from the hood sleepy hollow.
Beauty right in front of your eyes like blooming daffodils or the vines on my arms, ink that I reveal. Had a dream Ice Cube went back to kill at will. Death Certificate host, America's most.
Watch of the poison in sirenges kept in frozen usage. The stage or the living room I abuse it Wax allowed it so I be that ball up in Ken's hands Energy my man let me help you understand
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha They think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha they think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you When they watch ya
Music pause people (repeat) Music make's think (repeat) Music make'em think Man you got make them think!!
Paroles [...] Old School Hip-hop. Male vocal. BPM 91.
False Kats
Lyrics by Mattic & Beat by Blanka
(chorus) False Kats The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Coming some where in this world were most kats can not see The maker of the music playing on your cd The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy While walking off the stage I know some kats that ain't liking me.
Calling out my name with that false in they game bullshitting with the talk posing vibes like lames Dames, they acting like they bleeding and they like it that way. It ain't no disrespect I just know what I say.
Come on dog before I put heat on you like Hubie rays We man about this shit why you acting all gay ? Most people they can hear me from the south to the bay. You just started your beats step the fuck out my way.
What moves are you really making ? None at all false kats making music and it sounds appal. So fuck y'all
I could talking bout you man. Your style stinks from your beats and lyrics and, we slap five, but top gate you not my man's Your epidemic smaller then a grain of sand. It's like trying cook rocks in frying pans with no kick up in your product I can't feel it and…
You big sissy, in this game you have no history So fall ….. Back ! All I see is false kats B All I see is false kats B All I see is those false kats standing in my face.
(chorus) You False What's up homie ? Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ? What you drinking on ? Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
You False What's up homie ? Really glad to see, you don't get out much how's that music shit treating you ? What you drinking on ? Need a smoke ? I'm with ya, once you least expect I'm that dude that's going to get you
False kats The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy The trees and the leaves mix with pride and envy
Paroles [...] Hip-hop with a 70's feel. Male vocal. BPM 126.
RELAX Lyrics by Mattic, beat by Blanka Featuring ASM
(Chorus) Relax Relax your mind (Repeat)
Yo who can be the ultimate? I say what side is packing it? Endure like ensure, nigga's need life packets Full metal jackets, and ratchets make inspector gadget go go gadget arms alarm if your charm.
Chill like the wisdom from my Grandma with holy Korans Blood brothers make a bond edged in stone a throne of the kingdom is his, fuck the show biz even if most will raise a kid, television it is.
The parent of a split up home, whose the runner of the field in your dome. Making any progress in game without a name Jon doe identify scanning your brain.
I talk undernet the surface The average can't word the hologram wrapping your heart like saran. Cool like the iceman, a blizzard in hand and rupture the plan, as i see the world as a man.
Of a rare breed, indeed we planet seeds with the words that we use. Idolize by fools swimming in ah dead pool I clock till the better end rules like the Senate.
Nigga's think the made for the house of representatives they prevent this, my rhymes start orange like a sun kiss but here's a twist.
Faith pulls most together just like a puzzle Im strange, but my mouth out powers the human muzzle.
Im ah hustle, clock figures minus triggers and sneak up and bounce on that ass just tiger And sneak up and bounce on ass just tiger sneak on you and bounce on that ass just like tiger so relax
(Chorus) Relax Relax your mind Relax Relax your mind
Paroles [...] Progressive Hip-hop with a latin feel. Male & female vocal. BPM 94.
It's Fantastic
Lyrics by Green T, Mattic and FP & Beat by Chomsky
Mattic's Lyrics
(chorus) To the break of Dawn Man we got that fire to the break of dawn (repeat)
Throwing Beams Illuminate the whole seen For the Green T, FP, and M.A.T.T That kid Molecular, ASMATTIC and Chomsky it must be…
The Fantastic Planet we made couple city's with sound and alien brain behind glass fixtures. Contain a fluid of ILL, for colored bills. See them mortals with skillz from the tree of JC !!
(chorus) We make the fore go on and on And on and on and on and on. (repeat)