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V - Born To Rhyme songtekst
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Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall I was born to rhyme Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall I was born to rhyme Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall I was born to rhyme Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall I was born to rhyme Here we go, a latino rollin' in a hooptie Hard on the boulevard but sweet with all the cuties Steadily steppin' quick and I can never understand Why these dudes wanna front on the man with a light tan All the people who be squakin', say my lyrics are not shockin', I stop your talkin' without trippin', bust your lippin', really slippin' Flippin' like I'm loco, SJ local Time to switch the vocal with the rhyme flow, and it goes No fakin', title-takin, never jelly doughnut makin' Sam hatin', devastatin', never keep the ladies waitin' Always havin' fun, lyrics on the one Blastin' all them suckas like from a loaded magnum Yeah, it's the V from the wrong side of uptown Comin' from the ghetto, or could it be the underground Some say they got a funk rhythm with a funky style But I'm the one who makes MCs run a hundred miles Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall I was born to rhyme Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall I was born to rhyme Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall I was born to rhyme Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall I was born to rhyme Back in effect, causin' much pain Don't need pidgeons, rollin' like a hurricane The V & Jon Doe – homies from the SLO Town Sportin' timberland boots, not some old Busta Brown On the mic you think you're comin' off like F'in Vietnam But I'll blow up in your face like frags from a pipe bomb The bass is hittin' hard like a blow from Tyson Your honey's gotta go, she didn't like my nice and smooth Way of throwin' down, she's even steps up - PUM, PUM - Hold it Now! When it comes to droppin' lyrics, I'm the man you can't mess wit The six-foot assassin who keeps bustin' a hard hit Never sellin' out, and I think you'll find The V knows the time cuz I was born to rhyme Never sellin' out, and I think you'll find The V knows the time cuz I was born to rhyme Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall I was born to rhyme Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall I was born to rhyme Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall I was born to rhyme Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall I was born to rhyme In with the wickedest style that's definitely worth your while Comin' across like I'm the boss and flowin' like the Nile Steadily-steppin', whippin' and I'm always on the go Comin' outta SLO, the young latin dynamo Hmmm... should I start to flex? I'm feeling kinda vexed Cuz my man John Doe wants his vocals on my Memorex Crashin' through your crew with the force of a tidal wave Save your breath - your fate is an early grave Boom the trunk – hype the funk Dunk the punk in a trunk whose ship got sunk Bass the place. Lose the race Sprayed with mace and you're gonna gonna get the gasface Step to this. Now you're pissed. Now you lisp Miss the target and get burned to a crisp Claim you game. Tame your brain When I sip the nighttrain you can see me flippin' like I'm insane Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall I was born to rhyme Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall I was born to rhyme Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall I was born to rhyme Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall, Yeah Yall I was born to rhyme Lurkin' in the dark is the crazed psycopath with the skimask Lookin' for a way to start a bloodbath The dudes with the gun, got you on the run, son Keep runnin' 'til the end of the millennium I can't dig a pig just like Ice Cube I'll straight kill at will on a vicious groove Look and see, the V is who I am I gotta the ladies sayin', "Yeah!" and the fellas sayin', 'Damn!" And the shit remains in your sublime Takin' out suckas, but it aint no crime At the drop of a dime, I'm comin' through on time The V shows the suckas I was born to rhyme. And the shit remains in your sublime Takin' out suckas, but it aint no crime At the drop of a dime, I'm comin' through on time The V shows the suckas I was born to rhyme.