Sire
Sire - Back To The Essence songtekst
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[Intro] Yeaa, Bringing it back to the Essence (New Sound 1, 3) Sire! Hip-Hop, Hip-hop Mic check 1, 2, 1, 2 yea Mic check 1, 2 don't stop Mic check 1, 2, 1, 2 yea Mic check 1, 2, NYC Venezuela Connect [Verse 1: Sire] Fresh, from the step with my air gore techs Every day I drop bombs like Mr. Funk Flex (ahh) Killing all these rappers, Adolf If they wanna see me tell 'em make it to the play offs (easy) Champ in this bitch bars so hard Get a cramp in your wrist I'd master this shit Listen to the Sensay never fake the funk Rappers tryin' kick it but they couldn't fake a punt Hold up wait Harvey Dent Niggas man they all two faced Tryin' become rappers wit that boom boom pow That shit is doo doo now Bunch farm ville Niggas on your moo moo cow Couldn't be a fucking thug with a gun in your hand Gon be the running man when the click go bam I jam like a tech with correct technique I'm a God in these streets dog bless these beats, 1 Mic check 1, 2, 1, 2 yea Mic check 1, 2 don't stop Mic check 1, 2, 1, 2 yea Mic check 1, 2, Rewind [Verse 2: Rewind] Blowing clouds out of my face too high Airplanes looks at me and wave bye, birds say I'm too fly Crash and then I land, hotter than a tan Wavy as the sea step foot on the sand Game in my shoes already ran They calling me Hip-Hop's Uncle Sam They want me in this war so I bomb 'em hard core Sicker than a pig your just a meat head boar Hear the scratches Rewind at it Stay on top like a fucking attic New Sound coming quick there aint no traffic Rhymes will shock ya but my name aint static Your girl love to chew, get it popping popping like mountain dew soda Cool gon get colder Waste money, money wasted getting sober Flow too dirty let me brush my shoulder [Verse 3: Sire] Nigga Nigga Nigga how you'd figure that I'm with ha Cause I hit her, I just did ha then I quite ha, man forget ha If the glove don't fit you don't fuck the bitch If it aint a magnum baby I won't fit Shoutout to Hooch cause we do it for the promo Homo rappers on my royal nuts Brand new CD, Forever king How bout you jump off my dick! [Outro: Sire & Rewind] Yea what I gotta tell 'em Nigga I'm the best aint no need to sweat 'em (Ahh) What I gotta tell ha Nigga I'm the best aint no need to sweat 'em (yeahh) What I gotta tell ha Nigga I'm the best aint no need to sweat 'em (ughh) What I gotta tell ha Nigga I'm the best