a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de sin city - the flying dutchmen

[verse 1: jon murdock]
this is all ours, feel the force of the raw power
a new wave vacant, call me back at the god hour
you cats is all cowards, straight c-cksuckers
h-m-s-xual rappers, you could never f-ck us
you get your arms chopped off, yeah, we bring the ruckus
twist dutchs, put the blunt out on the face of gutless
weak cats, we shop, pop, ’em, jon ‘dock ’em
blam, blam ’em, homicide ’em, it’s not a problem
heavy lung, metallic musket, puffing a dust spliff
[?] got me on some sh-t like, “f-ck this”
cannibal corpse, blood thirsty, animal thought
life exits its sh-ll when the cannon goes off
spinal tap, vertebrae cracked, chris reeve you
escape from jake in the gray buick regal
we all stay illegal, men are created equal
until i cut they body in half with the black desert eagle
bow down? kiss the converse, the rhyme burst berserk
tears in my eyes and blood on my shirt
it’s evil, demented, held down, cemented
dimension is for f-dation, i’m reppin’ it hard
if i’m locked up, i spit rhymes when i step in the yard
and i get love from the thugs, it’s no weapons involved
you’s a b-tch, you getting f-cked, it’s a lesson to y’all
if you a snitch, you getting bucked when i step in the door

[verse 2: burke the jurke]
burke and vanderslice, d-mn your life, you’re a man, stand and fight
i jab you with the left, don’t let me land my right
crush your face like a can of sprite
cops cuff my hands tight, read miranda rights
kids in the alleyways, sniffing grams of gl-ss and ice
cooking dope on the spoon under candle lights
living the glamour life, you should scram, aight?
’cause if your man gets tight then disaster strikes
i’ll bust your dome and crush your bones
tuck you, thrust the chrome and leave me the f-ck alone
don’t step in my way, put your weapon away
or you’ll meet death in a day and your flesh will decay
i’ll leave you with a message, learn a lesson today
cut your head and give your brain a ten second delay
you should be expecting the worse, get stretched in a he-rs-
i’ll let you rest in the dirt just for messing with burke, b-tch

[verse 3: lex starwind]
body bag beat down, burst is bodacious
bullinger a beat down worse than joe frasier
verse ali, mayweather, way better to save ya
sugar shane sweet and low, saccharin’s the flavor
for these sweet–ss diabetic hypoglycemic
sugar shock ’round the clock mcs like, “y’all beat it”
f-ck out of here, no, you can’t make another dollar here
full throttle, hollow, nostril swallow, now it’s out of here
greg the hammer valentine, figure four leg lock
va tec-9, columbine, caught a head shot
armor like fifteen, washington street scene
killer all morning, tarot card make your neat lean
dc sniper shot, work in the dungeon
full metal jacket blacksmith at your function
stanley kubrick, rue sh-t, orange clockwork
reprogram your whole plans with a hot verse
the dutchmen, destroy, display disaster
dynamite detonate, dedicated demastered
the monster, krueger, voorhees, mike myers
norman bates in them bathing apes through the mic wire
live baller, clive barker, the hp love craft
weird science fiction, diction cause a bloodbath
they love that, chop it and bag it, let the funds stack
vanderslice sh-t, type quick on a rough track

- the flying dutchmen

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS