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lirik lagu slaughterhouse - wack mc's

[intro: sample of boogie down productions’ “my philosophy”]
rap is like a set-up, a lot of games
a lot of suckas with colorful names
i’m so-and-so, i’m this, i’m that
huh, but they all just wick-wick-wack

[joe budden]
ladies and gentlemen
with no further adieux {“wick-wick”}
it’s your man, joey! {“wick-wi-wi-wi-wick-wick-wack”}
look {“wick-wick-wick-wack”}

i’m the perfect one to show ya, all that slick talkin could be over
all it’s gon’ take’s a u-turn from the chauffeur
you test me, you just see
we mix hands with guns, that’s the hood’s ufc
and me? i never had gear (nah) but since last year
i swore not to cop nothin if it wasn’t cashmere
you just salty, i’m fonder than sodium
antic-p-te the shots like obama at the podium
me and y’all are nowhere near the same pedigree (nah)
not in layman’s terms, hypothetically
metaphorically, lyrically, not especially
theoretically (i mean) we just different genetically
and they ain’t named me the champion yet
so it’s, acg’s, champion sweats
homie this is just a thought (for)
the donny wall dj’s that don’t wanna play the best n-gg- in new york, dawg

[chorus]
“wick-wick-wack”
“wick, wick-wi-wick-wi-wick-wick-wack”
“wick-wick-wick-wack”
“wick-wick-wack”
“wick, wick-wi-wick-wi-wick-wick-wack”
“wick-wick-wick-wack”

[royce da 5’9″]
ohh! my n-gg- spyda is back!
5’9″, that’s me, i’m back baby
slaughterhouse what?

my n-gg- jumpoff said it best – y’all n-gg-z married to the streets
i’m married to a bottle of patrã³n wearin a weddin dress
y’all n-gg-z is dead unless you see we have not been playin
the slaughterhouse ain’t no godd-mn gang
show up to the bar where you hang
shoot at your bottle like, “hohh, we pop champagne!”
no disrespect to ol’ d’s boy jimmy
i ain’t prince akeem but i will greet you with the sweepers or the (semmi)’s
these other lame rappers is broke
they so po’ they gotta name ‘loso to have a (fabolous) quote
and to the fo’-fo’ grabbin they throat tellin ’em choke
your n-gg-z arms all froze like they havin a stroke
admit it y’all, nickel bonkers, kick and stomp ya
put a n-gg- sleepin in a shlomper, i am not the one bruh
this my response to that n-gg- hidin out in yonkers
[crickets chirping] haha, that n-gg-‘s (blam)

[chorus]

[joell ortiz]
uhh, joell ortiz (joell ortiz) yup, it’s really me
i used to drink the beer promoted by billy dee
by the bodega in chancletas and a white tee
steady cocoa piã±a callin papi for a iced tea
married to the block, that’s why i never kept a wifey
million fish in the sea, i juggled a couple pisces
had a fetish for guns, i always kept a few near
never shot someone but i fired ’em all on new year’s
never lost a fight, i’m like 25-and-o, what!
except that time in high school but he jetted when i woke up
e’ry time i spit it’s like somebody filled the whole cup
with liquor and just downed it, they hear it wanna throw up
many nights the fridge held me down with old cold cuts
no mayo? no mustard? no bread? ah, so what!
on the floor in the corner was my mattress, b
i hated that so i don’t rap like you wack mc’s

[chorus]

[crooked i]
geah! s-dot h-dot, ha ha!

i laugh after i kill you, i’m a poor sportsman
slaughterhouse the successors to the four hors-m-n
n-gg-z born to pimp so bring some more wh-r-s in
thinkin with my other hand before more foreskin
me and red spyda, roll in a red spider
executive westsider, homie’s a tec writer
homie i check riders, you better stand down
hands down, you’ll be man down on the d-mn ground
long beach, the home of them strap clappers
from ringtoners to backpackers, i smack rappers
speak on us and we gon’ be bendin them street corners
to clap actors, after that brrrap, collapse backwards
sh-t, that’s when the force roll through
i malcolm x you pigs, what the pork gon’ do?
i malcolm x the track, that mean arm-leg-leg-arm-head
body the beat, the torso too, heh
and leave the chorus for you, n-gg-!

[chorus – begins during last line]

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