Danja Mowf

Danja Mowf - Unseen World Pt Ii songtekst

Je score:

[Lonnie B]
 See  we still unseen  know what I'm saying?
 Still unseen  and since you still looking
 We're gonna bring it

 [Danja Mowf]
 Yo  the mistake that is made many times that which aches in my mind
 Is when fakes try to rhyme and they take petty lines
 To put stakes against mine but I breaks them like spines
 Cause I make plenty rhymes that are dimes
 I'm often misunderstood cause I never soften, would
 You look as good in a coffin, should
 You think twice or thrice your lady
 Was on my knot getting hot in a shady spot
 Screaming "Give me what you got"
 Don't stop get it get it, when I hit it hit it
 Shit it's hard being me
 Did it did it occur that you ain't seeing me?
 Quit it quit it, give up the mic device B
 Cause you'll never be as nice as me, G, forget it
 I lit it like GE cause me-ee be-ee
 The-ee D-ee A-N-J-A M-O-W-F, ee hee
 You crack me up like Hump-deehee Dump-deehee
 Just for thinking you can see me

 [Speedis Toine]
 How should I attack this? Me the cool cat like Ratcliff
 For all the MC's who act as if I won't flip them on a cactus
 Point me towards the mattress
 I make your career go backwards like a dyslexic actress
 You shouldn't try to attack this, I use you MC's for practice
 While I greet you back with
 Something that your front took straight up that just been ate up
 While you went to sleep seems you couldn't wait up
 Kill you again and again, can't stop or won't stop
 Til I squeeze your body into a dot
 Very rarely do I break up the work you can't make up
 Stains so strong Bounty couldn't take up, so wake up
 Imagine over 100 dinosaurs attacking you
 That's my crew, straight from the VA zoo
 Keep your head up or be ready to die
 Yours truly, SupaFriendz franchise, oops, we caught you by suprise

 [Mad Skillz]
 While you niggas get upset, I'm a get to the point
 It's me, the nigga that slayed "E" on the vowel joint
 And a thousand attempts have been made to stop this
 The niggas who talk shit and got sit, I'm a fill your 40 bottles with hot piss
 Against the grain the ?Paraquan? is insane
 Shorty, you the aft, I'm in the cockpit of the plane
 I'm running through niggas, verbal abuse to do niggas
 Split one nigga's opinion and have him thinking like two niggas
 A rhyming nightmare for all you dreamers
 You want to fall? I'm on top of the game like an arena
 I got your bitch on me attack this
 While your wack ass swole at home fucking the hole in your mattress
 The fact is that you ought to know the half
 My staff's better, we bag the cheddar like Kraft
 So fuck yapping, I specialize in MC slapping
 I give a fuck about these noncircumsized niggas rapping
 If words had actions, mine would be crazy
 And yours would make about as much noise as a stillborn baby
 So put it back in the womb nigga and remix it
 See the shit is coming straight so you ain't got to get it twisted
 I'm dead aim, so fuck being a target
 Son you wouldn't blow up if you was giving head on the
 Top floor of the fucking Stock Market
 So flip your jibs and dodge your bids
 I'm trying to get my ends to meet, fuck, and have some kids

 [MynBenda]
 Your preceptual attributes seem odd
 In my face you'll see the indescribable beauty of God
 I slay rappers in the euthanasia
 Beauty of the Next is swift paragraphs is infectious
 Like the menegitis mind of conceptual inventions
 That only hold murderous intentions
 I shine in the Nimbus, touch entities which leaves MC's
 Stuck in between parenthesis cause my
 Frequency consumes attitives from 50 year old secrecy rooms
 I got the Spielberg, the ill-berg, the real words
 That actually baffles and kills nerds
 And halts and brain falls new days
 Cause I walk in the image of the one you praise
 I'm labeled as the unconcievable
 Or absolutely, completely, utterly unbelievable

 [Javon]
 I write horrific, rotate my journals like Polaris
 Murder messiah, upon grave death I cherish
 Guard the barracks like L's, so who you swearing at?
 Set to lead a nation of terrorists like Everfrag
 When described my voice travels through liquid interludes
 Decapitating apostles in cerimonal underground duels
 Child the greater, ever after war is fatal
 Air strike tiger force, marine the ocean naval
 Take a wiff of this contagious, Mt. Olympus
 Digest the flesh of rappers like I'm poetically carniverous
 Conquest built on starting crusades and riots
 Putting yellow journalists under pressure to keep quiet
 About the crew with this treacherous sound in this orbit
 We move forward with unauthorized severe orphans
 Javon the black emperor, let the poison be administered
 Then watch your body mathematically like integer
 No way of escaping the deaths and graphs of harm
 Sign your Biblical will with dead angel arms

 [Lil' Rock]
 I'm put on the Earth route to do things, known by two names
 The voter Lil' Rock, yo let's start a new game
 I'm a throw docks at the clowns with quarter moon fame
 Get attached to the minor shit we gonna shoot game
 Sharpshooter, smooth aim, can flash two flames
 You play niggas fuck around and get hung by fat shoestrings
 Bottle with a hat and a cane like Bruce Wayne
 See it coming to a nigga, and my crew insane
 Me and Shawnie Poo swing, gin and juice who swings
 And they thing we all about that weed
 I got a plan to make some grands in the southern pot lands
 And it's said for all to see
 If we was teams you would forfeit
 Took a long road with Tims and walked it
 Rap rules I absorbed it and still get high
 Colnel Strong the main target is to reach the organ with some
 Flavors that be distorted, if they real inside, so take heed
 And bring your punk ass to Justice League
 It ain't going to be no warm welcome me

 [Lonnie B]
 I dedicate this to those who ask me "Lonnie, when your shit going to drop?"
 In a minute, yeah, it's time for me to get my props
 And blow the spot up, niggas making loot hold your knot up
 My friends be super like the cat (Don Dada)
 I ain't scared of no man, you want it you can get it
 We can battle on the phone, your girl got my digits
 What? I'm a player with more game than your Sega
 Had your girl shaking like a hustler's pager when I ate her
 Banged her from the back, bust one off on her butt cheeks
 She went and told her friends now they all want to fuck me
 >From the cute to the ugly, skinny to the chubby
 These seven inches they like the way I work it, money
 I'm on top of the world like Da Brat and I'm SoSo Def
 That I should use a hearing aid for my logo
 Y'all get the photo, and now you're too slow, yo
 (Woop woop) That's the sound of the po po
 I'm 5 foot 10, 200 lb's
 Known citywide from Holland Park to Belle Mead
 Been rapping 10 years, ain't shit y'all can tell me
 Bagged so many dimes I should stop rapping and sell weed
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