Phantom of the Rapra
Bushwick Bill lyrics
Bushwick Bill lyrics
"Wha Cha Gonna Do Lyrics"
And ahh... the secret of the hidden temple is that ahh
You gotta listen, as I run it down the business
The jungle creed, is that the strongest feeds, on any prey it can
And I was branded beast, at every feast, before I became a man
Hahaha! Full swing for the jungle.
John Bido in the house, it's a black man thing you wouldn't
understand.
Chorus:
What cha gonna do when the world's on fire?
I'ma light a spliff, and keep gettin higher
The world's bout to end
I don't give a fuck
I ain't scared to die, niggaz put that on Chuck
Verse One:
Put me in a room with four gats and four clips
Aimed at my dome and I bet I won't flinch
At least I get to know I'm going out in a blast
Rafiki Lyrics
f/ The Roots [Zap Mama] ....chorus..... Sit down here and tell me a story When you're with friends no need to hurry No more rush No more haste No more When you're with friends no need to hurry No more rush No more haste
So either pull the trigger or you tricks better mash
Cause I ain't afraid to kill neither
I snatch your soul like the motherfuckin grim reaper
I be the, man that worries not about life
I'd rather piss in the wind than take a risk with eyes, yeah
A brave man dies once, but a coward dies a thousand deaths
Fuck a right, I make a thousand lefts
Cause I'm a motherfuckin thrillseeker
You can't scare me with no bullshit threats, I ain't afraid to die
Chorus 2X
Verse Two:
The world is on some old new-improved shit
They building bombs everyday but screaming peace
A piece of pussy nowaday could cost a nigga life
The condom ain't shit, the rubber breaks and that's your life
Babies havi
For some grown ass men, niggaz old as me and you
Think a nigga fuck a kid needs his motherfuckin dick chopped off
Cause youse a child molester, that ain't cool motherfucker
Mamas keeping sons from their daddies
What you sposed to teach him bitch? You ain't no man, youse a hoe
Monkey see, monkey do
What you want my son to act like me or act like you, shit
I'm on the verge of suicide, so what's murder?
Another casuality, cause mentally I'm damaged G
So I ain't afraid, I ain't afraid to kill
And I ain't afraid to die, motherfucker
Chorus 2X
Verse Three:
A punk can be controlled by death threats
A man's not a man if he can't take a stand and umm
Confront your foes nigga everybody bleeds
So fuck bowing down to another nigga's needs
Curiousity, killed the cat
And anybody gettin curious with mines is gettin disciplined black
I lets the motherfuckin fo'-fo' click
And that's the end of that big bad nigga shit [see-ya!]
How can you be afraid of what's bound to happen
You can't run and try to hide from death
Death is univited, it's also at a shitty time
Things can creep and snatch your ass up out your prime, I lives my
life
Agressively, succesfully, I press to be
Demanding with myself and not profess to be
You can't impress me with no bullshit threats
I squabble any motherfucker out your set, motherfucker
Chorus 2X
f/ The Roots [Zap Mama] ....chorus..... Sit down here and tell me a story When you're with friends no need to hurry No more rush No more haste No more When you're with friends no need to hurry No more rush No more haste
So either pull the trigger or you tricks better mash
Cause I ain't afraid to kill neither
I snatch your soul like the motherfuckin grim reaper
I be the, man that worries not about life
I'd rather piss in the wind than take a risk with eyes, yeah
A brave man dies once, but a coward dies a thousand deaths
Fuck a right, I make a thousand lefts
Cause I'm a motherfuckin thrillseeker
You can't scare me with no bullshit threats, I ain't afraid to die
Chorus 2X
Verse Two:
The world is on some old new-improved shit
They building bombs everyday but screaming peace
A piece of pussy nowaday could cost a nigga life
The condom ain't shit, the rubber breaks and that's your life
Babies havi
Alone Lyrics
I was a midnight rider on a cloud of smoke I could make a woman hang on every single stroke I was an iron man I had a master plan But I was alone I could hear you breathing With a sigh of the wind I remember how your body started trembling Oh, what a night it's been And for the state I'm in I'm still alone And all the
n babies knowin not what to do I was a midnight rider on a cloud of smoke I could make a woman hang on every single stroke I was an iron man I had a master plan But I was alone I could hear you breathing With a sigh of the wind I remember how your body started trembling Oh, what a night it's been And for the state I'm in I'm still alone And all the
For some grown ass men, niggaz old as me and you
Think a nigga fuck a kid needs his motherfuckin dick chopped off
Cause youse a child molester, that ain't cool motherfucker
Mamas keeping sons from their daddies
What you sposed to teach him bitch? You ain't no man, youse a hoe
Monkey see, monkey do
What you want my son to act like me or act like you, shit
I'm on the verge of suicide, so what's murder?
Another casuality, cause mentally I'm damaged G
So I ain't afraid, I ain't afraid to kill
And I ain't afraid to die, motherfucker
Chorus 2X
Verse Three:
A punk can be controlled by death threats
A man's not a man if he can't take a stand and umm
Scumgrief Lyrics
Cry, cry, cry, cry Wires around your arms Like wires around your head A crucifix of me Above your bed I've seen your wounds That you can't hide You bleed well When I cry Chorus: Cry, cry, cry Scumgrief, Scumgrief Scumgrief, Scumgrief Smell the rats of deviance Coursing through your
Cry, cry, cry, cry Wires around your arms Like wires around your head A crucifix of me Above your bed I've seen your wounds That you can't hide You bleed well When I cry Chorus: Cry, cry, cry Scumgrief, Scumgrief Scumgrief, Scumgrief Smell the rats of deviance Coursing through your
Confront your foes nigga everybody bleeds
So fuck bowing down to another nigga's needs
Curiousity, killed the cat
And anybody gettin curious with mines is gettin disciplined black
I lets the motherfuckin fo'-fo' click
And that's the end of that big bad nigga shit [see-ya!]
How can you be afraid of what's bound to happen
You can't run and try to hide from death
Death is univited, it's also at a shitty time
Things can creep and snatch your ass up out your prime, I lives my
life
Agressively, succesfully, I press to be
Demanding with myself and not profess to be
You can't impress me with no bullshit threats
I squabble any motherfucker out your set, motherfucker
Chorus 2X