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Tytuł: H2O Proof

  • Wykonawca: Ras Kass
  • Wy¶wietleń: 257
[Ras Kass]
   I was lyrically Hip Hop's top 5, before two of my niggas died
   Syntax a deep impact Bruce Willis couldn't survive
   A strange death, since niggas wasn't loud
   I'm throwin monitors offstage cause Rakim said (move the crowd)
   I'm one year older, ten times more determined, potna
   A hairy situation like (Chaka?) fuckin Chewbacca
   Connect the dots, murder by design
   Shit on your intellect, and fertilize your mind (mind)
   Pull out the guage and we can face off like Nicolas Cage
   Battle for the second coming of Christ and see whose soul gets saved
   One might be your girl so don't trust her. I'll tell it like Usher
   *singing* Girl I'll make you wanna leave the clown you with,
   Start a new relationship, make the bitch take the dick
   She ate the dick too, though, that's Mr. mafioso dulo
   We bustin caps at your culo....
  
   [Saafir]
   Waterproof, baby. Know what I'm sayin? That means we can't be wet.
  
   *scratching*
   (the waterproof MC, you ain't wettin me
   you need to stop rappin and start robbin banks like Steady B)
  
   [Ras Kass]
   My style is sex and violence, vocabulary and science, and an uneasy
   alliance
   Let's toast the bread like a plugged up appliance (I'll drink to that!)
   Remy on the rocks, the real estated eventually, son
   Reverse (deverdi pras to pras verdi?) like, Century 21
   I want the mansion and the yacht
   And all the shit them rich wack rappers got (then the ultimatum was read)
   Like every MC woke up with a thouroughbred horsehead in they bed
   In other words, teflon tops with (keflar?) nuts
   The closest I ever been to ass was cigarette butts
   I'm nice, that's probably why I don't be fuckin with Sprite
   Cause thirst is nothin, image is everything on the mic
   These days, these DJs get paid under the table
   Pay the most popular producer on the most popular label
   Pay for full page ads in the most popular magazine
   Now you got the most popular new artist
   Guaranteed the air we breathe is thin, better tell her
   Then I'ma choke the bitch out at 11:59, reveal the real Cinderella
   (AAAAAAHHHHHHH!) When two hydrogens reach my oxygen atom
   You can't gat 'em or get at 'em
   Anatomically designed to be solar, fuck the rap star
   When I die I want niggas doin drive-by's with my ashes in the car
   R-A-S, H20 liquifyin you assets
   Repo your flow even in (prepo letho?)
   Straight outta Aruba, lampin with my boo from Bermuda
   Lickin rugers in Cuba, blowin niggas out the frame
   With brass knuckles and a tuba, my new maneuver is scuba
   360 degrees of revenge like Montezuma
  
   *more scratching*
   [Saafir]
   Waterproof...know what I'm sayin? It's like this man....know what I'm
   sayin? Muthafuckas really gotta like reach within themselves, and pull your
   spirit out your mouth...knowmsayin? But now it's all good cause I'm in
   relation with the truth! You gonna have to really be yourself potna, look
   me in the retina.
  
   [Ras Kass]
   When it's my time to shine, the whole world is goin blind
   From the sheisty side of town where a nickel cost a dime
   Niggas is (Boston?), Black brothas is bastards
   The bubble break bread and give a nigga space like Nasa
   I catch red eyed flights to rok mics
   Spent too many drunk nights fuckin gold diggers and dikes
   Same shit, different toilet though, concentrated to blow
   I moonwalk across hot coals on my tippy toes for the flow
   Stay low key like midget doorknobs
   Stay above the law like Judge Judy giving blow jobs
   Satisfaction, three out of four Braxtons
   Especially Toni, fuck affirmative action
   Cause Anglo-saxon fashions is packin Mack-10s
   Trainin for helter skelter when the race war begin
   Stay true to the game, but the game ain't true to the MC
   Where niggas is bootleggin Makaveli 2 and 3
  
   [Saafir]
   Real game...waterproof..with the name, man. Listen to the name, man.
   Waterproof don't have no muthafuckin (?) Junction, with nothin. Ain't no
   image!
  
   *scratching*