lirik lagu shadez of brooklyn - when it rains it pours (survival warz!) [radio]
shadez of brooklyn (ft. tee black, chocolate tye, rambo, and reverend al) – “when it rains it pours (survival warz!)”
[emcee(s): tee black, chocolate tye, rambo, and reverend al]
[producer(s): rich blak]
[scratches: rich blak]
[intro: sample from [?]]
(-evil laugh-) haven’t you learned anything then from the mistakes of the past yet?
[verse 1: tee black]
i stay strapped for some lyrical combat
rap’s most wanted, they got my microphone tapped (tapped!)
that’s why they got me under pressure, walking streets
with a vest under my leather, now my motto’s “whatever’s clever”
[verse 2: chocolate tye]
meanwhile
tye sh-t on rappers like -sses, f-ck you and your status
shadez will go cl-ssic before all you b-st-rds
some artists should have sold zinc, most talk before they think
undercover pretties that be faking sh-t like lip-sync
[verse 3: rambo]
boom! rock-a-glock, rock-a-cop knot, boom!
position is -ssumed, brooklyn shadez in the room
rotate like axis, maverick tactics that ain’t practiced
bushwick fat sh-t get your cap split backwards
[verse 4: reverend al]
as i’m doing lifetime, on the wake is mankind
i’ll write the murder sh-t that make the legend list of my time
flipping instrumentals, putting current evidentials
hijacking airwaves, the sound travels continental
[verse 5: rambo]
hmm
serpent subt-tle, one strike is vital
you’re mad going through idle—blast that -ss off your motorcycle
with deadly chemistry for brothers, who am i?
the s.-.b. for the way we build on society
check these lyrical lunatics from bushwick
word is bond, on the norm, my crew gets mad sick
[verse 6: chocolate tye]
for real, n-ggs never know what shadez has concealed, so peep
the ordeal of sk!lls we reveal towards your grill (blow!)
[hook: all] (x4)
this is the time of survival wars
you’re sure to get wet ‘cause, when it rains, it pours (‘cause when it rains, it rains, it rains)
[verse 7: reverend al]
a chemical reaction hit the corners like a cracked shin
got blacks and the latins fighting for the fashion
it’s hectic, but, in the streets, i’ve learned to accept it
although it’s f-cked up when i see a brother ‘rested
[verse 8: rambo]
what up, boy?!? approach and get schmoked with this mad boy
deploy the android. overjoyed? now you’re unemployed
i’m all about the action and the reel/real of things, i chain-
-bang, g-ngb-ng, slang, come back like a boomerang
[verse 9: chocolate tye]
“status: the baddest”—come on, yo, that’s just that rap sh-t
chocolate tye flat your crews—watch ‘em miss like f-ggots
out of sight, out of mind. fall off, get left behind
shadez shine, mangle rap artists like f-cking k-9’s
[verse 10: tee black]
tee black is lyrical rhyme child. who would waste
this rap trial? they got sh-ts locked down like rikers isle
it’s deadly plans once this mic’s in my hands
poetical, incredible, capable to touch any man
[verse 11: chocolate tye]
what?
never on the humble. don`t stutter, no mumble
don`t “love h.e.r.”—crumble your t-tle, smoke it in the front of you
[verse 12: rambo]
while blunts got you open, can’t p-ss—your arms are broken
never soft-spoken, i’ll leave your motherf-cking chest smoking
[verse 13: reverend al]
you better check your man with the evilistic plan
’96, no tricks, i’ll blow the bricks in the ‘scam
so take precautions—duplication is a warrant
i catch you snoring, front cover blown like spy informants
[hook: all] (x4)
this is the time of survival wars
you’re sure to get wet ‘cause, when it rains, it pours (‘cause when it rains, it rains, it rains)
[outro: sample from [?]]
and i’ll k!ll anyone who dares to go against me
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