A Storm of Swords - Jedi Mind Tricks/PlanetAry.mp3 - 在线LRC歌词

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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Baldwin, Collazo, Luvineri
[00:14.12]Yo serious syllable wordplay spray
[00:17.06]Like a desert bird blaze mother****er where the curb lay
[00:19.63]Turn plagen pretty shitty on a church day
[00:22.05]Ya city my committee tustle where the dirt stay
[00:24.38]Smoke inside the cell dirt tray's are undercovers
[00:26.89]Old head feed kids have to run the numbers
[00:29.35]Damn shame mother****ers in my crew can't bang
[00:31.60]You the man fame here's my man frame champagne
[00:33.89]Swig to the wig belle' vodka hit my rib
[00:36.43]Na beers with a slice of lemon first dig
[00:38.31]
[00:38.88]On an open mic growl follows space over night
[00:41.20]Destroying your perimeter players and prototypes
[00:43.24]
[00:43.79]High powers lift through your soul through die shower
[00:46.43]Resurrected your spirit with lyrics for top dollars
[00:48.54]My squad holler the loudest y'all mother****ers childish
[00:51.03]We grown folk here spittin' raw street knowledge
[00:52.97]
[00:53.58]Y'all can't touch us cause we ain't ****ing' around
[00:58.10]And y'all can't **** with us or else we buckin' dem down
[01:02.99]Y'all can't touch us cause we ain't ****ing' around
[01:07.94]And y'all can't **** with us or else we buckin' dem down
[01:12.77]This animal rap cannibal rap that we make
[01:15.10]I hate all hate law and hate jake
[01:17.52]I hate everything that you stand for it's fake
[01:19.90]'Cause everybody bitin' the gods a day late
[01:22.32]I maintain handle beef islamly
[01:24.21]
[01:24.73]Manage my life calmly like I was gandhi
[01:27.30]****ing with vinnie paz the one man army
[01:29.31]
[01:29.84]It take a shack and metal tank to harm me
[01:32.30]Come on b why you trynna to build
[01:34.43]Why you trynna get ya whole entire family killed
[01:36.92]I'm like a demon outta amityville
[01:39.02]I'm the mother****ing reason that you had any skill
[01:41.65]With tight ill crack ya head like when an egg drop
[01:44.46]And put you in the figure four leglock
[01:46.23]And make ya head bop cause we the rawest around
[01:48.23]
[01:51.42]Y'all can't touch us cause we ain't ****ing' around
[01:56.02]And y'all can't **** with us or else we buckin' dem down
[02:01.07]Y'all can't touch us cause we ain't ****ing' around
[02:05.61]And y'all can't **** with us or else we buckin' dem down
[02:10.30]
[02:29.93]Surrender and quit or I'ma let the venomous spit
[02:32.37]Tremendous equip we buggin' off the hennessy sip
[02:34.85]The weaponry hit we hit you with the heavenly shit
[02:37.31]Only reason you live 'cause we at the end of the clip
[02:39.94]The energy split young cats must be sick in the brain
[02:42.27]We hittin' the vain 'cause of y'all spittin' the same
[02:44.50]We shookin' the flame and mounted all the chips in ya chain
[02:47.02]We stick to the game ran and inflicted the pain
[02:49.19]The stitches remain and matter fact we sonnin' y'all kids
[02:51.81]And after that we snatchin' up ya son and ya wiz
[02:54.27]We robbin' the kids and puttin' metal slugs in ya wigs
[02:56.75]We stuck in the crib frozen with your gut to the fridge
[02:59.22]We cuttin' ya ribs jed mind stifflin' y'all
[03:00.81]
[03:01.33]It's right from the far we pointin' ****ing' rifles at y'all
[03:03.97]You ain't icey at all we provoke the sheisty to brawl
[03:06.48]If y'all sleep outerspace slicin' ya jaw
[03:08.25]
[03:08.97]Y'all can't touch us cause we ain't ****ing' around
[03:13.53]And y'all can't **** with us or else we buckin' dem down
[03:18.30]Y'all can't touch us cause we ain't ****ing' around
[03:23.30]And y'all can't **** with us or else we buckin' dem down

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作曲 : Baldwin, Collazo, Luvineri
Yo serious syllable wordplay spray
Like a desert bird blaze mother****er where the curb lay
Turn plagen pretty shitty on a church day
Ya city my committee tustle where the dirt stay
Smoke inside the cell dirt tray's are undercovers
Old head feed kids have to run the numbers
Damn shame mother****ers in my crew can't bang
You the man fame here's my man frame champagne
Swig to the wig belle' vodka hit my rib
Na beers with a slice of lemon first dig

On an open mic growl follows space over night
Destroying your perimeter players and prototypes

High powers lift through your soul through die shower
Resurrected your spirit with lyrics for top dollars
My squad holler the loudest y'all mother****ers childish
We grown folk here spittin' raw street knowledge

Y'all can't touch us cause we ain't ****ing' around
And y'all can't **** with us or else we buckin' dem down
Y'all can't touch us cause we ain't ****ing' around
And y'all can't **** with us or else we buckin' dem down
This animal rap cannibal rap that we make
I hate all hate law and hate jake
I hate everything that you stand for it's fake
'Cause everybody bitin' the gods a day late
I maintain handle beef islamly

Manage my life calmly like I was gandhi
****ing with vinnie paz the one man army

It take a shack and metal tank to harm me
Come on b why you trynna to build
Why you trynna get ya whole entire family killed
I'm like a demon outta amityville
I'm the mother****ing reason that you had any skill
With tight ill crack ya head like when an egg drop
And put you in the figure four leglock
And make ya head bop cause we the rawest around

Y'all can't touch us cause we ain't ****ing' around
And y'all can't **** with us or else we buckin' dem down
Y'all can't touch us cause we ain't ****ing' around
And y'all can't **** with us or else we buckin' dem down

Surrender and quit or I'ma let the venomous spit
Tremendous equip we buggin' off the hennessy sip
The weaponry hit we hit you with the heavenly shit
Only reason you live 'cause we at the end of the clip
The energy split young cats must be sick in the brain
We hittin' the vain 'cause of y'all spittin' the same
We shookin' the flame and mounted all the chips in ya chain
We stick to the game ran and inflicted the pain
The stitches remain and matter fact we sonnin' y'all kids
And after that we snatchin' up ya son and ya wiz
We robbin' the kids and puttin' metal slugs in ya wigs
We stuck in the crib frozen with your gut to the fridge
We cuttin' ya ribs jed mind stifflin' y'all

It's right from the far we pointin' ****ing' rifles at y'all
You ain't icey at all we provoke the sheisty to brawl
If y'all sleep outerspace slicin' ya jaw

Y'all can't touch us cause we ain't ****ing' around
And y'all can't **** with us or else we buckin' dem down
Y'all can't touch us cause we ain't ****ing' around
And y'all can't **** with us or else we buckin' dem down

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