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Gza - Mic Trippin - текст песни, видео

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Gza - Mic Trippin - текст песни, видео

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Уроки эстрадного вокала в Санкт-Петербурге

Mic trippin from rock skipping
Off the local brookes not knowing
Heavy weight throwin vocal hooks
Ryming off Apache the Rza scratch thee
Records bar from Home Alone kid known as latchkey
Craig be fantatic crates deep in attics
Forty fives marked up looped with static
Rap ring heavy he's linkin my chain trucks Chevy
Flare ripped from the magic glare of medoly
But deadly I merge foward with the sharks spear
He must return now his flight departs here
Like sittin bull, i lay with my bow pulled
Arrow poisonous plus my enemies clips full
Stay in a venue, with a party promoters life, parolers
Half the crowd wild, nine Eminem holder
Apply boulders, smash your allied soldiers
Intimate footage roll off the cameramans shoulders
Many a thousand famed movin like Leroy
Can't be one in the same, nah it aint b-boy
The decoy, scan this with hight tech radar
Til my mic strike, leave a steak sized crater
I came into this with the writers block
Took it with a sudden shock on a large flock
Clips are uncut episode, invinciable armor
I blaze one, must of struck a match off my bomber

Injustice, intelligentcube like never
Watch a mega watt bang spot, raise the lever
Its operation cobra, its over
Control the globe slowly, the bold soldier

My rough cut metal tape, quick to break label mates
Won't hesitate to negotiate your table steak
First lesseon came from a session, room one
From the longest awaited, but the strongest made it
Complex, complicated, compressed elongated
Homicidial sub-title, Wu claw banga off the ocean shore
Kid jaw, cut with the jig-saw
Intern engineer, best on the U
Make the mic booth bulletproof from sparked wires
From autofire, rapid from the verbalist slangsters gat
Two hit Tucker she labeled it gangstar rap
Unseen heard, struck the vital nerves
Some sort, courts got papers to serve
Still bang em in the head, just lead no eraser
One shot, no chaser, who gonna replace her
Your plush drunk swinging your keys on your index
Showin off your Rolex
Didnt see the joe text, you filmed it on bolex,
Smashed with the largest full finger name ringer,life clinger

Добавлено: 06.06.2012
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