Scaramanga lyrics
Scaramanga lyrics
"Death Letter Lyrics"
Rap rock Lyrics
WHEN I WAS BORN IN 1949 NOTHING OF THE THINGS, THAT YOU, WERE MINE WE WERE POOR AMONG THE PEERS. IT WAS THAT FOR MANY YEARS WE WERE BEGGARS ON THE ROAD SINCE I MOVED FROM THAT FOLD [ch
WHEN I WAS BORN IN 1949 NOTHING OF THE THINGS, THAT YOU, WERE MINE WE WERE POOR AMONG THE PEERS. IT WAS THAT FOR MANY YEARS WE WERE BEGGARS ON THE ROAD SINCE I MOVED FROM THAT FOLD [ch
feat. Scholarwise
[Chorus]
It's the death letter
Competition or competta-tor
Get better with the litera-ture
Prepare for the raw metaphor
Be considered off wet or soft rapper
Versus other rap gun clapper
[Scholarwise]
The beat technician, concrete position
Occupation or job: rob your ambition blind
Inclined with the will to destroy
With the skill I employ, the Blackstar convoy
The bo
The rush of things Lyrics
When she wakes up early There's a sound outside her window These things that it's she's feeling When the break starts screaming poison She's gotta have a break today No things is brand overwhe
y turned boss then death architectWhen she wakes up early There's a sound outside her window These things that it's she's feeling When the break starts screaming poison She's gotta have a break today No things is brand overwhe
Swing an emcee's mic cord on the neck
Strangled, tangle with the chancellor
Microphone tarantula, sick to the core
With the cancer, hallucinogen
Break down my study or my discipline
Two part atomic, two part nitroglycerin
Door-to-door soliciting, too raw for listening
Black, you lack the skill and proper conditioning
For the sport, no athletic support
Decaying of the muscle only makes
Rain Lyrics
Everything she loved has left her In one way or another So blindly, she calls out In the middle of this sleepless night Those scars that dig so deep This piece of mind that's just not right She look
You weaker when we tussleEverything she loved has left her In one way or another So blindly, she calls out In the middle of this sleepless night Those scars that dig so deep This piece of mind that's just not right She look
Known to blow the speaker then I hustle
Back to the lab, poetry I stab, Scaramanga
[Scaramanga: Shup?]
You know you right and exact
[Scaramanga]
Star Tac react, a black mac push your shit back
Knowledge, street nozzles pointed at your nostrils
We hostile eyes, drop a wise glide, right?
[Chorus]
[Scaramanga]
Flows incredulous, hold eleven clips
Blow like terrorists,
Soul Sweeper Lyrics
I am the great deceiver I have caused so many wars Those who opposed me Never lived to tell Soul Sweeper I had my acts accepted
fold your regimentI am the great deceiver I have caused so many wars Those who opposed me Never lived to tell Soul Sweeper I had my acts accepted
Yo, you never lived malevolent
My benevolence when gods jealous
Crush like elephants, so elegant with eloquence
Yeah, for presidents, chic, intense, dramatic
With automatics to greet faggots
With Jims, Tims and Avirex, left tecs in ten seconds
Verbal murder weapon had the block red
Left spots dead, locked webs with the tarantula
Scaramanga, proletariat apocalypse
Like Helios ch