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Mad Skillz
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All In It
作词:Shawn Mallory Jones, Shaquan Lewis
No doubt Mad Skillz for the nine five shot son Yeah, forever people wreckin' shit
Get closer to your speaker, it's Mad Skillz the mic freaker The cordless technician I'll break beat seeker You're feelin' weaker, when I begin to come in Wack MC's are like abortions, cause I ain't havin' none of them
So break it down for me, I can't understand Nowadays you got more rappers than you got fuckin' fans And man listen that's a pity That shit wouldn't come off the shelves if a earthquake hit the city
If they ain't pullin' blunts, they pullin' triggers I'm gettin' tired of DJ Nobody and MC new nigga Huh, I start cyphers for self in dark alleys I wreck shows lovely cause I got nine personalities
I kick the real on ear woundin' tracks Your first mistake was, 'Man niggaz from Virginia can't rap' Yeah whatever, where I'm from, mics be gettin' dented Give me a fly beat, and I'm all in it, yeah
Straight up skills, no time for gimmicks 'Gimme a fly beat, and I'm all in it' Breakin' down tracks the beats get diminished 'Gimme a fly beat, and I'm all in it'
Rhymes designed to be in the book of guinness 'Gimme a fly beat, and I'm all in it' Yo son, where I'm from yo mics be gettin' dented
Never fakin' jacks, just makin' tracks when I set it Uhh, battle odds are betted, don't sweat it, MC's leave beheaded What? I'm on some sit back, relax shit Some never leave my house without a [Unverified]max And count green stacks shit
It's ninety five, you know what I mean yo 'Yo Skillz what you doin?' Son I'm tryin' to get dough The paper raper, yeah flat line massager Don't worry cause MC's see me blurry like Roger Thomas
Without his glasses momma, I can't breathe I'm fat and black, I squeeze the life outta MC's So please, keep your style in your grab bag Rappers step up and get sent back like a shag
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 What? I chills on the real side Chicken heads crossin' the street tryin' to hit the Mad Skillz side Light and G's get cut off when I'm finished Give me some fly beats and I'm all in it, yeah
Straight up skills, no time for gimmicks 'Gimme a fly beat, and I'm all in it' Breakin' down tracks the beats get diminished 'Gimme a fly beat, and I'm all in it'
Rhymes designed to be in the book of guinness 'Gimme a fly beat, and I'm all in it' Yo son, where I'm from yo mics be gettin' dented
Admit it, I'm all in it, quotes are all in When it comes to beats yo I'm swim through 'em like frogmen I take bass lines in my veins, so refrain From poppin' anythang that make me wanna tear you out your frame
Yeah, things have changed but it's all real over here What? Eargasmic styles havin' sex with your ears Yeah, I leave crews in debt Cause ain't nothin' like a fat loop that a brother ain't use yet
Whose set to rock raps raunchy and raw, yeah I like my beats pretty like Chante Moore, now check it Constructin' raps like erector sets Artifacts flexed the tech', now I'm next to wreck
Bitch ass niggaz should know that they done messed up, why? I'm pullin' skirts bras and girdles and motherfuckin' dresses up Beat [Unverified]society, oh I dogs 'em, I'm a menace This track was fly, I was fly, you was all in it, yeah
Straight up skills, no time for gimmicks, yeah, yeah 'Gimme a fly beat, and I'm all in it' Yeah breakin' down beats the tracks get diminished 'Gimme a fly beat, and I'm all in it'
Uh-huh, rhymes designed to be in the book of guinness 'Gimme a fly beat, and I'm all in it' I'm from V.A., nigga what? Mics get dented
Yeah Like that, like that y'all Like that y'all, like that y'all Uhh, uhh, like that y'all DJ Riz y'knahmsayin?
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