Ice-T - Fly by
Tekst :
Everybody step back from the mic
As I set it off
All playin the wall
It s time to sweat it off
Anybody with staatic oh please try
I ll do ya like Godfather 3
And do a fly by
Time to rip and hit and strangle
I eat Guardian Angels
And toy emcees
With their names on the front page
I bury in shallow graves
I don t rap to girls on my L.P.
I don t beg for pussy
I love the ladies
aand they love me right back
Now who s the mac?
Mission accomplished
I came to stomp this microphone
And leave suckers unconscious
and if you uthink
Yo got an S on your chest
You better wear two vests
Watch your back, your front
I always hit, don t bunt
Crazy posse
When I m on a duck hunt
Emcee Ice-T answers to no one
Load my rhymes
And cock em like a shotgun
Let off like frags from a pipe bomb
A low stroll
and my mic in my right palm
The cops hate me
And that s right they oughta
Before my crew
Gets to their daughters
Nat the Cat Grandmaster Caz Inne utwory
Rap games hijacked Funky gripsta Cramp your style Pain Hardcore Message to the soldier The tower Personal The hunted child Body count Breakin Where the shit goes down Depths of hell Pulse of the rhyme Dear homie Ice M.F.T Colors Losowe utwory
Alguna vez, talvez
volvamos a intentar
redescubrir la canción de la Tierra
Quizás la Cruz del Sur
pueda sincronizar
la verde luz del pulso de la vida
La Cruz del Sur ( x3)
Desde el avión se ve
que hay peces en el mar
y yo quisiera tenerte a mi lado
Venís y me decís
qué simple es la verdad
en el...
Dog night I m so alone
A million miles out on my own
No one to talk no one to care
Searching for someone they could be anywhere
Magic and madness it s so very strange
Sometimes I think it s all pre-arranged
That...
It goes one two three when I m kicking funky lyrics
I m busting up vocabulary I want you all to hear it
I m busting up the rhythm and I m busting up the rhyme
Kicking down the stop posts cause I wanna kicks the time...
When evening falls
She ll run to me
Like whispered dreams
Your eyes can t see
Soft and warm
She ll touch my face
A bed of straw
Against the lace
We believed we d catch the rainbow
Ride the wind...
Its like clockwork, movin, the hands of time
Four MCs, four minds combined in rhyme(x3)
And it goes,like this
I ll take it straight to that face plate
Snatch and make it detach (what now)
Cause what i bring s the natural dispatch