Jean Claude Ades (J.C.A.)
Jean Claude Ades (J.C.A.) - Tres Leaches songtekst
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Wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned Wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned Wake you up and as I stare in your, wake you up and as I stare in your I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned (Remember P, the one you got your whole style from?) I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned (Remember me, the one you got your rhyme style from?) I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned (Remember P, the one you got your rhyme style from?) Yo it's the P Yo, disperse from off this, who the culprits That claim to be the newest, rappin' bullshit My rhymes, get Ruger endorsements, my song boost And the tech sales through the ceiling, let's talk with guns Convo' til' the police come Give you a red shirt with the wet hat to match First max like it's Hamburger Hill for real It's Red Dawn when the Mobb get it on My outfit stuck on some wild out shit, all about it We move gambit, through the overcrowded Forthwith, pull out long fifths, extended clips Point the nozzle and shift your back disc Me and the clicka, sit down and eat dinner Wake up every mornin' write a new banger That strike harder than your best attempt to sound like P Or the H A V O C, nigga I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned (Remember me, the one you got the technique from?) I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned (Remember me, the one you got your freestyle from?) I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned (Remember Deck, I told y'all, protect ya' neck) I'm Rebel INS your highness Fake one, take one, no ultimatum face one There's no escape from straight from the brain come the great one My blade swung, decapitate your snake head Slit your snake tongue make one false maneuver you a mystery Unsolved, the mob that we robbed automatically involved Musclebound sounds surround commercial thugs Rock turtledove Bowery suits And purple gloves, me and you can have some fun Make it a blast, you couldn't take the impact With steel shoulder pads, blood for blood Veteran, covered in mud, wounded in the midst of war Still tradin' slugs gettin' major love Way above you newcomers, I come thunderin' With the heat of two summers when I enter the zone Move mountains with the presence alone before the words rip through The microphone, chrome dipped lyrics are known to split stone You private eyes home in but can't seem to clone I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned (Remember Pun, the one you bit your whole shit from?) I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned (Remember Pun, I snatched away the moon and blew away the sun) I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned (Remember Pun, the one with over a thousand guns) You start to suffer Yo, Big Punisher's ready, Prodigy, Deck and me, QB and Bronx trilogy Lyrically hazardous for your wealth, swing on your worlds piece Foil your plans, boil your grams, take a shine Fold all your hands, spoil your man's, make him mine Take all you made, call you gay on Hot 97 Drop by your dwellin' got the weapon right behind your melon Ain't no tellin' when the bullet's behind the trigger I do it to live niggaz and Pulitzer Prize winners You wouldn't survive nigga, if I chose you Froze you from ear to ear, showin' your whole vocal Who told you, you could roll through My lyrics practically rose you from the grave, like the crow's do I told you a long time ago, don't ever fuck me 'Cause if I leave you half dead, consider yourself very lucky Very ugly from the face up, leave you laced up Joey Crillz props, Cuban Link, triple seize what? Soon, you start to suffer The RZA, the RZA The Inspectah Deck, Inspectah Deck Yo it's the P, yo it's the P, yo it's the P The Punisher's ready, the Punisher's ready