lirik lagu sparkyfin – green knives up yo’ crack
who am i?/
see mami caught my eye./
we ride or die./
baby don’t cry, now dry your eye./
(yeah)
telegraph the half~truths if cash rules, school rulers./
i’m a f~cking rap schooler, where’s the f~cking cooler./
(b~tch)
or i’ma pull out my d~ck and p~ss all over your face and then you like boo~f~cking~hoo, i’m a p~ssy and i’ma go tell my mom that i’m a crybaby./
you’ll never see me undernourished cos i’m lyrically fit./
(yeah)
aiyo, it’s summertime and i created a s~xy beatline yesterday./
i like yo’ girl, she’s really fine./
resignin’ i’ll refine my lines./
when i do hardcore job, the sun starts to shine./
(yeah!)
my neighbor should come back please./
he used to be the one mothaf~cka with no tv./
will with the sk!ll so ill, it’s that’s pure./
positive tip, now dance on the motherf~ckin’ floor./
then get yo smoke on./
so long, boy, voyage ghost be gone./
(yeah)
i went to the f~cking class in the lab and sn~tched a f~cking tablet./
and my ass got caught./
and blasted my d~mn friend and he was a f~cking f~ggot./
(yeah)
in my neighborhood./
my understanding’s understood./
young gun, mis~understood?/
its all good./
commissioned to go fishing./
i invented wishing./
flippin styles like acrobatics./
sciatica straddle your automatics./
legal murder, legal murder…oh my lord./
eternal life is my only reward./
we stay strapped for those jealousy kitty cats./
get your life split up like some motherf~cking kit kats./
approach every line with the right precision./
writing another metaphor, about ambition./
temptation on my shoulder./
everyday it get’s colder./
cuz i’m doin’ my thang./
millions of calls on your switchboard./
sippin codeine will clear my cough./
come on, special k, f~ck off, f~ck off./
blood rushing through my veins?/
hit some corners let’s get keyed./
and break the chains./
that’s all we got, we gonna need./
what them n~ggas in here wanted to know./
get you high like chocolate? buckshot./
it’s hot, spit with the octane flow./
then sell it back to make this knot./
brand new.. marc live… let’s go!/
don’t stop, don’t let no one hold you./
we rollin, gettin dough./
tint no see~through. chick you know how we do./
it’s h~ll on earth./
huh, so what this world is worth?/
come from within and then./
my d~ck’s other name is big ben./
my house full of cameras, if something gets stolen./
and if that does happen, i make sure, your empire’s gets fallen./
but i don’t wanna hit ya if he do a robbery we gonna split the money./
never abandon this protection, the f~ckin’ direction./
forty bars later and never lost attention./
rock the whole house ’til the party is through./
but nothing lasts forever even demon intervention./
hard truth soldierin, hard truth soldier sh~t./
i am pro i won’t hesitate to spit./
if she gonna cheat on you./
quitters never win winners never quit./
you ain’t n0body till somebody hates you./
it’s all politics anyway./
man f~ck some nickels and dimes./
i seen that sh~t happen too many times./
better know to yall as fiend./
focus your mind to the beats and rhymes./
if you ain’t here to hear it./
see would the mic fit./
there’s no further twisting necessary./
yea that’s how we do it./
whoever disrespects, i’m rushen like patrice./
bust your gun, motherf~ck, peace./
f~ck her, i wanna see you burn her, in the fire every 30 seconds you turn her./
impaled men please god let them cease./
baby, you make me cum./
give his fans all he can./
still pushing base like an african drum./
wear a cape, be a hero like batman./
even if her mommas and pops is still home./
get your can get your can can get your can./
i knock yo tube socks off i come through./
92′ i started rollin’ wit a crew./
like the angel of death./
you know what i’m sayin?/
beat you motherf~ckers to a thirsest breath./
we ain’t playin’, we ain’t playin’./
you’ll be frozen forever into a statue of death./
you know what i’m sayin’?/
fatherless child, fade to black./
back to back, stacked like a six~pack./
hard from the start, get money to the end./
shinin’ like a hundred thousand in stones./
i was down to my very last friend./
project unknown, patrol the death zone, pushin’ cyclones./
dippin through curves as i come around the bend./
when you call ask for mike jones./
we are floating in the sky./
what’s the reason we gotta look fly?/
they don’t get no stripes./
crack babies be born like everyday./
hot lead bust through iron pipes./
get up out here any day./
i’m unlike all types./
don’t you walk away./
in ’95 we all in it./
just sayin’ i’m not the guy get f~cked with./
crazy snare claps with the humming bass./
smear death on your ass./
4~point~5 hours passed then released at last./
and if you wanna rap, it just might cost…. thou~sand./
y’all hardly k!ll, and y’all hardly real./
that’s the deal, i’m dapper like a meal./
and i’m lookin’ at a scalpel diggin’ into your chest./
yes, i’m bout to change it all around for the best./
been hittin’ girls, way before the record deal./
what if kurt were to put a hole in courtney chest./
and i got enough love, i don’t need no mo’ friends./
who begin wit ends and end wit no ends./
better believe we bound to get high tonight./
i like ’em fine and bright./
is me, and both of my girlfriends./
catch me day and night, ready for fight./
my show, and end yours, that’s natural laws./
many got shook for havin’ low budgets and regular cars./
leave you broken and badly bruised, with flows i’m soaking fannies./
asked my guy get out the jammies, big boy been nannies./
if i could find how to rearrange the stars./
leave you broken and badly bruised, in flows i’m soaking fannies./
man, i got that whip appeal./
he never tripped, he kept it real./
wannabees talk sh~t all day./
so she prayed everyday that they… f~cked my dog./
man what talkin’ about, i don’t spit?/
face it, its mathematics, basics far from fake sh~t./
so mcs shatter like glass next time sparky sparks sh~t./
po’po can’t prove we using drug money./
tattoo on the tummy, girl is sweet like she’s honey./
got a bottle of gin, with a pocket full of ben’s./
you loving me ~ and i k!ll yo’ and your friends./
first come the streets, always on the grind./
aim like a p210, bullets that cut the wind./
you’re blind in crutches, nines and dutches?/
slaughterhouses, been bout it, been getting cream, you b~tches./
somewhere on the globe there’s a place./
now i know nothing can replace./
150, 7 grams big guy, buy it or starve./
i’m don juan, es caliente, rico suave./
ha ha ha, yeah baby, i’m talkin to you./
and just show what this uzi ~ a’ do./
sawed off k!lla here to make a meal plus./
like magazine covers, that’s why the streets love us./
(yeah)
i’m waterbucket that explodes./
middle of something i can left ho./
seems like i got a hot bed ho, i claim that i dont like reds, no./
explodin’ creating and howling./
i may like to get a rollie./
step out a door check out if its locked./
and where is my homies?/
have you never seen a fourdie?/
i’ll rather just go bowling./
when im in middle of something./
i might just blowup or then just bow it, b~tch./
i ain’t never been here rolling./
like my homies./
(yeah, yeah)
structling and buggling exploding up./
keys and a these be blowing up
i got the missions and the well condition./
these b~tches just think its a fiction./
that’s so ridiculous./
i have no tickets./
i got the keys but not a car./
give me the keys i dont have age to drive to bar./
sometimes i think do i need to do alcohol or drugs./
that’s why i’m smart, everyday i need to k!ll some dumb motherf~cks./
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu jerome thomas – no bs
- lirik lagu valiant (unruly singa) – dem days
- lirik lagu zara larsson – i need love (remix)
- lirik lagu dasha bibikina – мгновенный рай (instant paradise)
- lirik lagu bruno e marrone – socorro
- lirik lagu w.i.l.d (wild karnivor) – skin and bones
- lirik lagu underside 821 – sangre de barrio
- lirik lagu g-eazy – thousand times
- lirik lagu ezra teshome – diaspora
- lirik lagu ej carey – follow me down