Lin Que

Lin Que - Let It Fall (Ses Remix) songtekst

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(feat. MC Lyte) 



[Verse One: Lin Que] 



Uhh, now we got nutcrackers, body snatchers, and heart attackers 

Mine the three combined, plus other tactics 

I kick more flips, than acrobatics 

So your plastic, couldn't get one charge to my dramatics 

Don't pack it, got friends that'll let you have it 

Don't start it, or else I have to grab it 

Insane killer, my pain is out my brain 

A dried up skull remains, another MC slain 

Who been in the ciphers, I'm the lighter with the fire 

You're purple, goin in circles like those Goodyear tires 

Liars and labels on the other side of tables 

When I-yah rebels I be kickin more channels than the cables 

I'm ready willing and able to end your lifeline 

Your windpipe's mine cause I'm inclined to kick the right rhyme 

So very hardcore that you hit the hard floor 

I score, when I do jacks I'm like in car doors 



I let it fall on em, I let it fall on em [x3] 

[MC Lyte] And drop it all on em, drop it all on em 



[Verse Two: MC Lyte] 



I lets it all fall down just like the rain 

I scream your name but you better maintain 

They all want more, they all want it raw 

Well then baby hit the floor, it's time for round four 

Keepin it hot, givin you the best that I got 

You got the navigational plans, to my G spot 

I reckon we can take it just a little bit slower 

like this beat we can all fall down on these white sheets 

Life is grand when there's money in your hand 

and a man by your side that's down witcha plan 

But I'm in-dependent, yes I am 

I make my own money, I rock my own jam 

I drive my own ride and I buy my own gear 

So when I hit it then I quit then I beez up outta there 

I tried to warn him that I, wouldn't call him 

but I, I had to jet and let it all fall on him 



I let it fall on em, I let it fall on em [x3] 

[MC Lyte] And drop it all on em, drop it all on em 

I let it fall on em, I let it fall on em [x3] 

[MC Lyte] And drop it all on em, drop it all on em 



[Verse Three: Lin Que] 



Now we got clowns, then I throw em down in instant replay 

When I'm heated up I speed it up like a freeway 

Your DJ, is coming, summon your creator 

The life fader, complex to me like alpha beta 

Collectin data, you're gonna need it to defeat me 

Some tried to sweep me off my feet, they must be sleepy 

You're gonna have to bring it stronger than that 

I'm on to your rap, and damn not the cornier crap 

So chill before blood spills under the victim 

My verse'll pimp all, and it'll kill when I say sick em 

See I can vic em bout a crowd of a million 

The villain, illin, not only here to make a killin 

You're under pressure off the hardcore texture 

The wrecker, will hear my steps when I come to get ya 

Stunts who talk that junk I never front 

If you talk all that you hunt then I'ma give you what you want 



I let it fall on em, I let it fall on em [x3] 

[MC Lyte] And drop it all on em, drop it all on em 

I let it fall on em, I let it fall on em [x3] 

[MC Lyte] And drop it all on em, drop it all on em
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