Ras Kass - Come widdit

Tekst :

We went all around the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
I m the first batter up Ahmad -- well then come widdit
All around the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
I m the first batter up Ahmad -- well then come widdit

Verse One: Ahmad

Well it s the niggerole that caught Foot Lock
cause the vibe keeps voxed in funk, makes you rock to the side
Gave it all I had, just to have what I got
Niggaz tryin to be bad, and they mad cuz they not
Gonna defeat the rapper who got three ways to sack a
Quarterback I slaughter wack MC s with ease
These nuts what you get and a busted lip
What you have when you come at me with buster shit
All that graf given driven so I musta hit
Bought a Jag, chillin on the Shore just to dip
Get it right, cause I get it, night in and night out
I m butter, covering up wack MC s like White Out
Don t doubt it that they dissed me OK rap is overrated
Who hate it that a nigga from the West blew up and made it
And I d braid it if I had it but for now I keep it balded
Niggaz tryin to touch to me better stop before they get scalded
I m hot, like a skillet and grits, crush you to bits
When I look over the room, and then lower the boom, and
Think that they can defeat the man that can t be beat
I do the breaststroke clown while you drown in three feet
Beep beep like robots on Buck Rodgers plus I bust
25th century rhymes so you decline
To battle anytime had skills since I was nine
Dope lines the only weapon that I cock, I never drop
I stop clones cuz biting s never condoned
From the Westside 4th Avenue crew Jones

We went all around the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
I m the second batter Ras Kass -- well then come widdit
All around the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
I m the second... nah forget it

Verse Two: Ras Kass

My foramen magnum got 357 calibers
to bust a suckaz melon like Gallagher (pow)
Body chemistry consists of Hennessey, toxic melanin
with an adamantium skeleton like Wolverine
child, my heart pumps kerosene
Son I spit butane, burn any bastard you name till I die
And even when I m maggots, I ma still be fly
Perpetrator, you re not the one
Your name s not Anfernee Hardaway
I m like a wolf with blood dripping down the fangs
My techniques foul enough to shoot the flagrant technical
I be comin off the head rougher then ribbed tip recepticles
Expect the exceptional syllables to be the next man s umbilical cord
Catch distortion, ras cancels kids like abortions
Sendin niggaz to hip hop hell, ock
Eternal damnation through writers block
I rock over the results of Reeboks and sands
stand ill, forget a live band just my mouth and hand
And even man wasn t prehensile
I d still find ways to grip mikes, hold my tip when I piss
and pick off pubic lice
Cause see, I always been nice but first brothers slept
Now I ve come back twice like Christ to resurrect the West
Check

We went all around the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
I m the third batter up, Saafir -- well then come widdit
All around the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
I m the third batter Saafir -- well then come widdit

Verse Three: Saafir the Saucee Nomad

Some spit it, but my saliva is liver
spit stenches drenches been intricated, flow braggarts
Act cynic thyroid thermia hypodermic
How I earn it squeezing juices, one-hundred
percent concentrated on easing nooses around the necks
of tricks, probably won t get this
Thick hottie body carberuator
I m the un-priggish well cat led bredded-well ill verse my
will is ho gung for the fortune
Can spell hearse with the same Addams Family apple grapple hook
Crooked, flier I fly crooked
For the crew, Hobo Junction, in a few I ll plan
father soldier and when they re older I ll teach them off
Killings of confidence and to be omnipotent with content
Accomplishment for gladiation I m done
With training of explaining as the crates in plan B
Attack instructs me to hit the yak
I m here, on purpose
The Nomadic, addict, merchant

We went all around the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
Well then come widdit
All around the planet, pitchin, and no one hit it
Well then come widdit

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  • Losowe utwory

    Yo te dire (Eng)

    Bésame so strange it
    is you taste of the mistaken thing.
    It must be that for a month
    everything between both it has been mixed to us.
    And now it is as if just it knew you.
    You are fresh and in the wind you become breeze when you arrive.
    I you dire what we can...

    Here with me

    Never before in my life through every hello every goodbye
    have i ever fell so far so soon.. girl it you

    A beauty youn are in my eyes and every touch fell so right
    it s taking me deeper into you

    And i would...

    What else is there?

    It was me on the road
    But you couldn t see me
    Too many lights out,
    But nowhere near here

    It was me on the road
    Still you couldn t see me
    And the flashlights and explosions

    Roads and getting nearer
    We cover distance but not...

    Bare

    In the light, in the daylight it s all wrong
    to revel in your memory
    the smell of your body
    and the seconds that it kept me warm

    Now i m coming down,
    hitting ground, breaking open
    twisted around the sweet sound
    of the lies you told when you...

    Tu con me

    Io sono son te
    solo io e te
    è serenità ...
    tanto tempo fà
    ho incontrato te
    io pensavo che
    ti resisto un pò ... ma poi ...

    ho notato che
    ho bisogno di te
    per l eternità
    è...