Tytuł: Blunt Time

• Wykonawca: Dr Dre
• Wyświetleń: 219

DEAD!
  
  [INTRO]
  (Blunt time-pull out your philly)Ha ha,mighty Aftermath
  (Sip a glass of 'gnac,reload your nine milli)
  Whose soul ever contest,DEAD!
  In me ear Dre.You hear me now?DEAD!
  (Blunt time-pull out your philly)
  (Sip a glass of 'gnac,reload your nine milli)
  
  Thought they were moving in and now they wanna cut us wrong
  Room for moving in,but that was on-ly mine
  They will shake the hand,never really seen and only heard
  They will shake the hand,he is only to heard l-oo-oo-ng
  Knick-knack,paddy wack give a dog a bone
  Long Beach City I wreck is my zone
  I be the solo rollo which means I rule alone
  You droop first blood,mother thought you was the lone
  Fool now break for ya two
  It's called the ol'Rambo,catch ambush
  I wish you wouldn't moosh like ya wanna come push
  I'll dump ya and leave ya stankin in the forest you Gump
  Long Beach City-firmly represented
  Narrator X is representor
  Lyrical the kick make me ya mentor
  Freeze MCs,don't ent-or
  I'll take like Anne Arden's new chips in wint-or
  Or since I'm Sun I'll melt the metaphor
  The meatphors are meltin,style is beltin
  I heard a dog yelpin but no helpin
  
  [CHORUS]
  Blunt time-pull out your philly
  Sip a glass of 'gnac,reload your nine milli
  Dancin,puffin,sippin or set trippin
  Dimes keep on flippin flippin
  [REPEAT]
  
  Dre's bad beats they Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat
  X flex lyric they can't come back
  Fact:El-elevant,elegant and eloquent no shit
  I boots hits,throw tantrums like Ella Fitz
  Nah,the member X but you'll remember X indeedy
  Now remember don't contest the (?Frex?)
  Got you in spot like Lindscrafter but you try to diss
  I burn you like Backdrafter
  After that you'll get nothing from me but laughter
  Similar to this,HA what's the repertoire-kick deadly wit lyrics
  Shot your punk ass like ELEC now it's
  
  [CHORUS]
  
  Mighty Aftermath!
  Once again.can't hold us back
  Refuse,refuse(DEAD!)you lose(DEAD!).DEAD!(Indeed)
  Attempts wiil be futile,it's way to brutal
  Hear me now Narrator-to-the-X,tellin anyone who contest
  The mighty Aftermath Posse (Who?Who?)DEAD!
  (Murder!) Exclamation point!
  (Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii)
  (Blunt time) Ha
  (Blunt tiiiime) Mighty Aftermath to the 9-7
  (Sip a glass of 'gnac my friend,dont'cah friend)
  (Roowl,IIIIIIII don't wanna fight no more,no no,oooh)
  (Blunt time,blunt time,blunt blunt,yep!)