Tytuł: Lyrical molestation

• Wykonawca: Da Brat
• Wyświetleń: 243

  
   [Man Talking]
  They can only leave to live
  the linguistic full metal jacket of the macular ballistic
  Shooting off at the mouth without chap or blistics
  I got hairs on my funk and I didn't flunk diaper rash
  I'm hooked on phonics packing a vicious vocabulary
  Malicious with malice and mayhem straight out of a p-funk dictionary
  Give me the mic and watch me slay
  Them those lame and illiterate poeticistics pisses me off ?
  Be missing me with that shit putting your petty torched packaged
  Pathetically in front of me I suppress
  I'll rest of the best of MCs regularly
  
  [Da Brat]
  In the beginning I was bout it slid in and we write it
  This shit deplace yall bitches wouldn't even thinking bout hit
  Heads flipped shittin' hard on niggas
  With a name like Brat exotic cars and large bank figures
  A high rank nigga shop squat taker
  Maker of some hot shit lose
  Makin' it hard for all yall bitches to move around like moose
  Truth whateva touch come through in a clutch
  Bitch beat me never heard of such niggas say I'm just too much
  consisted dollar clocker sippin a daily vodka
  Private chopper live and die hip hopper
  With the platinum touch that's what the fuck up
  And I ain't tryna pack and slack shit I'm tryna pack and stack shit
  To continue to make phat shit
  
  Chorus:
  
  "And niggas know..the lyrical molestin is takin place" -> Biggie
  And when Da Brat is in your area your shit ain't safe
  To live my whole life lavish I lust plus crushin'
  Competitions a must everytime I bust (repeat 2X)
  
  [Da Brat]
  I'm livin' in high times with a lifeline when the sun don't shine often
  Taught the bandits' testimy was to never let no nigga see me soften
  Coughin' up liph in the morning from choking on dank daily
  Beware my attitude shady pay me and serenade this lady
  Reach the possible limits no gimmick lyrics
  Livin' trife and lavish Ms. Harris with 25 karats
  To cherish the iced out ouster perpetual roll
  the swish and burn it slow cats me know
  Never fishin' for roaches or smokin' the hocus pocus
  Once I was the brokest bitch now I bought the dopest shit
  The poker Chips get place on the misses with ?
  To shoot hits Chi town's windy city creeper weed keeper
  Redrumming niggas like the shining when the molestation begins
  
  Chorus
  
  [Da Brat:]
  If you consider yourself to be a competitor
  the object of the game is to bury ya
  Get the cheddar the mo' the merrier 312 the area
  Prepare for my brigade to stay paid and obligated
  To knock off niggas in ways you only saw take place in animation
  Your expiration date is pass due you copied off this shit
  To last you to infinity finna be multimillion in a minute
  Only solo hope to do more than your average bitch
  Making niggas sick and having fifth watchin me push the big six
  Admit it I'm da type to get addicted to like China
  why you fucking wit pure dough
  Tonight's da night we all get high niggas know Brat take without askin
  Leaving everlasting gashes on you bastards
  lyrical assassin and niggas know
  
  [Man Talking]
  Therefore this rap redemption introdention of competition
  made some motherfucker before the first admission
  Gets to a centamout and I sipped fout
  Rhyming at infinite and my pee in the fountain
  Then I claw clutchin the cliff cuz I gotta get higher into the mantic
  Or nabs' sucker geezees going crazy hacking or channel fool
  All the slackin' rappers I pack I pack a bag
  I travel to the peninsula with the posy I peep over the edge
  Drop a rock over your head as you leaving up the ledge
  To lead on leaving your mink on untangling your mic chord
  You mighta woulda been better in battling your ? is bogus silly pose it
  Putting your petty torched packaged pathetically In front of me
  I suppress I'll rest of the best of MCs regularly