- 歌词
- 专辑列表
- 歌手介绍
Tech N9ne
-
Tales of the Terrorist
[Freddie Gibbs] Yea, Tales of the terrorist, Tales of the terrorist, Tales of the terrorist, Tales of the terrorist Felonious, red blooded American
[Tech N9ne] Kansas City (City, City) That's where I really wanna be Grime and gritty (gritty, gritty) Back up when I throw that V Up in the air (air, air) That's five seven R D V And you know nare (nare, nare) That'll represent like me Yo we did it Kansas City, yo we did it, like Biggie say Much love my left mind said that Tech N9ne is Iggy J You can find me off in Kansas City on Saturday at Maniax Or at the Motel 6 laying up with two chicks the Lenny and Squiggy way Or jack, tripper I'm Tech the rap Ripper on Cognac, liquor I'm Tech the gat Clicker I'm up on that, thicker than water track a whipper snap Who's tryin' to bring Tony Kennedy, Del Shawn and Chipper back Signin' off, rhymin' off, the wall constantly Timin' off, never that, clever raps the comp can't be Creepin', seepin' through the crevices and hella beefin' Thinkin' they can stop the heart of Kansas City But the heart of Kansas City is beatin
[Freddie Gibbs] Tales of the terrorist, fuck the recognition But I guess my record just to reckless for the record business Won't sell my soul to chase a check but I be checking niggas Industry put lames in the game like Duncan Pinderhughes
Tales of the terrorist, fuck the recognition But I guess my record just to reckless for the record business Won't sell my soul to chase a check but I be checking niggas Industry put lames in the game like Duncan Pinderhughes
[Makaveli] I want money in large amounts My garage full of cars that bounce Movin' my tapes in major ways Cause every dollar counts Bustas is jealous And half these nigas is punks They runnin' off at the mouth 'Till I fill up with my pump They jump My automatic keep 'em weary While you fronting like you Billy bad ass Nigga you scary I been knowing you for years We was high school peers In Junior High I was itchin' to kill And you was ready to die While you bullshitting Niggas was dying and catching cases Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places Leaving no trace They see my face and then they buried Them bitches die in a hurry Still I ride I'm never worried Mr. Makaveli Tell me to ride and I'ma ride Pick my enemies out the crowd And muthafuckas die It's not the way I wanna live My nigga It's how it is Homie got into a fight Last night they killed his kids
[Freddie Gibbs] Tales of the terrorist, fuck the recognition But I guess my record just to reckless for the record business Won't sell my soul to chase a check but I be checking niggas Industry put lames in the game like Duncan Pinderhughes
Tales of the terrorist, fuck the recognition But I guess my record just to reckless for the record business Won't sell my soul to chase a check but I be checking niggas Industry put lames in the game like Duncan Pinderhughes
[DMX] Fuck y'all niggas talkin bout, think you playin wit? Double R, G-UNIT, the same ol' shit (WHAT!) Put the faggots in the ring, watch 'em all quit All y'all niggas is pussy, suck my dick! Ain't nuttin but a handful of man still standin I remember 50 in a cypher when Onyx was 'Slammin' (AIGHT?) Now we meet again, it's all good my nigga Back to the street again, it's all hood my nigga Knock on wood my nigga, we both walk the dog We ain't get to where we at by luck, shit was hard (AIGHT?) But once we got through the trials it's all smiles 'til a big type nigga all of a sudden get wild Now why you gotsta go and take me back to where I came from? I'mma make you remember, where you know my name from (YEA!) 45th Street, and BLAOW-BLAOW Ave I done ran through your crew and only let off half, nigga!
[Freddie Gibbs] Tales of the terrorist, fuck the recognition But I guess my record just to reckless for the record business Won't sell my soul to chase a check but I be checking niggas Industry put lames in the game like Duncan Pinderhughes
Tales of the terrorist, fuck the recognition But I guess my record just to reckless for the record business Won't sell my soul to chase a check but I be checking niggas Industry put lames in the game like Duncan Pinderhughes
-
|