I got the recipe to be the mc you see My tongue is sword my ammunition the I'm the you just sit back and listen when I've heard enough of your I take mind to prison cause when I my poetry everybody gets frantic I put you down like the ice did Titanic I this ruff rugged and raw I do a lot of crazy shit cause I like to take things to a limit that's definitely watch speakers as the air gets filled with verbs hit the curb you getting something you don't deserve ugly as a mother like the singer from the Verve
Todos me miran reconocen estilo siempre en en la cima yo estoy fijo orgulloso con formulas que complican tu formula de pensar sin saber que representar es fundamental, es algo que siempre pase lo que pase tengo por mi lado ven conmigo y djame el camino y las entraas de laberinto formado con palabras soy representante de un que queda la historia clavado en tu carismtico, como Napolen discantar estos versos es mi
I right-n-exact with a mighty impact The name is Blasting off when I brainstorm stay calm Never it, kid, prospects are limitless kids, y'all careers are as short as a minute is Let it be for a minute, when I kick yo ass spark in it, You'll never receive a medallion with a mic in it, often it is cats you I feed my rancor with You shouldn't have a poet, but a dancer, kid The only bugging me be the eternal Q's, so now I search for that make fire, so I can be crews, at first I chew ya nerves in two, then I turn a and serve ya crew wit hell they desert in two, I bring out the worst in you, make you baby like some perverts do, I'll keep being annoying the earth is thru breathing and Armageddon bursting thru, and A make you run home early like if you had a curfew... WHUT!
Me Jab phi kareeb na bekhabarr Warna karrde ka je sultan tera sarr Tu darr Na larna warna kaat doon ka teri jobake tujhe phaink do ka Waqas ali se na le Tu guli ka me hoon jadookarr Eik nazar se na raib kia To mera waqas nahi Tere baas sans pyas nahi Mere saat jang ke liye tere baas hatiyarr nahi Abey tu Tu ga sakta mere gunn Mujh chasa chata hai kute tu hoga tunn zara eik baat zara bata tu hai kia shay Janta nahi ke hoon me Eik nazar se mujhe dekh me tujhe jala doon Ye bata doon ke mei wo kala jadoon Harr eik jang ki bazi mei me hara doon Zindagi ke me eik do cheeze tujhe bata doon
I'm a you near Don't be Or sultan cut'll cut your head of Be afraid don't step or I'll separate you your roots Eat you raw and you out Waqas ali is not the one to mess You just a punk And I'm a If I don't make you vanish with one stare then my name You ain't got the it takes You ain't got it takes To go to war with me you ain't got the it takes Yo listen you sing my song Wanna be just like me you be high Look at then tell me what you worth Did you I'm a terrorist One wrong look and burn you that I am what you call black magic In every single battle you'll Letting you know a or two about life
Nr jeg kaster mit dub op s rynkes der p af mc'er Der har svrt ved at kapere en hvid der kaster w'er Men i '94 var vi ved at For 10 og MC Ren og kan du se hvor jeg vil hen Vi lavede Westside Slaughta House med og WC Og nr jeg hlder l ud er det for Ben og Og nr jeg ondt p din ho og rber get the fuck out Tnker jeg p Gangsta Dresta, Compton og B.G. KnockOut Nr jeg str op i p et track med Outlandish Tnker jeg p min diner's tuna melt sandwich (mon jeg gr) S lad vr at spille dum for nu kender du the deal & du har hrt det fra Den AKA Madness 4 Real
I be the Dane moro - half Viking Faithful of GOD He my only heart I like a storm Crossing the sea to the of N.Y. With my attached to the 5 mics on my back right Paying dues - second generation to present the newest trend Illest form hip hop thru the millennium And then some - extra - legendary like biggie smalls Leave my sable by his El moro the greatest one