lirik lagu royce da 5'9'' - kill 'em part 2
“it’s k!llin’ me”
please be clear. this is an invasion
green lantern in the lab
the invasion. the bar exam 2
“green lantern”
[kid vishis]
last of the spitters
hall of dope n-ggas from the past to present is saying, “next is vishis”
i’m, one of the illest, the realest feel it
compet-tion isn’t existence because i got venomous diction
you should toss your mic is my advice
you expect me to be scary cause you talkin’ hype?
i’m like, how you gonna pump me up with no shottie then
how you gonna fist fight floyd when you gotti ?
i’m the nice right hand ruger specialist
turn ’em into twins and i’ll appear ambidextrous
simultaneous, back and forth trigger movements
he bleeding profusely
i’ve executed my execution
i got knowledge but i like violence and loot
type to go to college
not to learn, just to shoot a student
kid vishis
nothin’ fict-tious
talked your b-tch into believing my seed is nutritious
(delicious ha ha ha)
yep, then you went and kissed her like it don’t matter
she went and swallowed my baby batter
you sick!
i know you been a b-tch
i hate you worse than fans hate joe d. for pickin’ darko milicic
i got a k!ller spit
river current flow
i’m as vicious as a pit
you a reappearing ho
sho’ nuff i gotta go
bruce leroy to these decoys
deep speech, each beat i seek and destroy
d-boy
the city’s prince, i’m really convinced
i’m up
to being as sick as two girls in a cup (yuck!)
i leave these wack mcs alone
they won’t be in it long
they only got so much time like a minute phone
bring your lyrics home
find you with your spirit gone
outlined and scribbled
my nine spiral period
idiot
i’m on some frank nitty, big willie sh-t
bout his bread
bout he get you dead and i’m serious!
[royce da 5’9″]
delirious
beats be the eeriest
hand on my b-lls
the boyz n the hood know my style like furious
i fight dirty
i’m ike scurvy
i’ll slap a b-tch
it’s obviously like blood on a white jersey
don’t go and have an accident
christ p-ssion-ate
you little boys invite me to spaz
i’m right on your -ss
i mike-jackson-it
my b-tch nina ross constantly looking for p-ssy
you don’t push me that pistol is dyk- accurate
the lights flashin’ in the night from the chain
like it’s lightening
b-tches suckin’ up to me
my life is a dyson
the chicken with me is a knockout like she a tyson
but like she enticing
bright like the ice in a breitling
the feds buggin’ like i’m lice
whenever we chop it up
like i’m dicin
and i gas like i’m nitrous
i’m on top like i’m icing
what you not nice is
the block price is higher than the rock pipe is
george bush that b-tton like the iraq crisis
i’m ted dibiase
i cop it
it’s not priceless
insane in the membrane
i’m sittin’ on top of sugar hill like az but i’m not cypress
you got a light for the blunt?
fire up
call me poppa big willie/pop a big wheelie like the bike front tire up
me and vish n-gga
we in tip top shape
mysp-ce
i stay in a b-tch top eight
the only question i ask you b-tch n-ggas is, “why hate?”
the handle on the pistol is pearly like god’s gate
y’all n-ggas sound fishy but you’re really squad bait
these gucci’s, these ain’t chuckies/chuck e’s but this is child’s play
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu cherlene - 40 miles of mountain road
- lirik lagu inverso gang - deixa fluir
- lirik lagu nigahiga - roast yourself challenge!
- lirik lagu lucas lex - wizard
- lirik lagu payup! game - three
- lirik lagu da pawn - voces difusas
- lirik lagu deuce - how long (has this been going on?)
- lirik lagu busta rhymes - i'm loco
- lirik lagu rise - the wickedest flow (dirty)
- lirik lagu briana wolf - wasted