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 run the town - papa pill

[verse 1: papa pill]
welcome to the papa pill show
2011’s poe
listen to my flow go
my head don’t grow a ‘fro
but listen to these raps i compose
to the top, i feel close
had my highs and lows
hip-hop’s about to flop
stop, drop, and roll, i’m burning you all
you’re going to collapse, perhaps a sack
i’m back and going micheal strahan on your -ss
so fall back, relapse
i just took a nap, relax
but you f-ckers are going to sleep
leap up! feel my feet
peace, can you feel the beat
tell me is sweet
down in the dirt, about six feet?
test me, try me
you best be set to die
don’t cry, comply
and say goodbye

[verse 2: papa pill]
can you compete?
contest the feat?
try to top the peak?
jay-z’s running the town but
i’m topping the world like the north pole
fame’s back, just look at the rhymes i hurl
i refuse to lose, i’ll bump a few
you spark my fuse, you’ll get abused
there’s evil in my moves
here’s my cue, i’ll spit none but few
for fun, some guns
see i make you run
like dmc
words don’t hurt me, nor sticks and stones
so pick up the phone
call up backup, tell them the hulk just
picked up a pickup and there’s a stickup
one punch is my approximation
i’ll burn you ‘cross the nation
you say you’re ill?
well i got the f-cking vaccination

[verse 3: roach]
me and papa pill the best in town, hands down
we don’t worry about life, we’ll never back down
in a little while, watch us, we’ll be world renowned
and all heads’ll bump when they hear our sound
we be talking quick
motherf-ckers spitting sh-t
make me crazy barking b-tch i might turn into michael vick
but don’t worry, they’ll acquit
and cause of them i’ll never quit
now won’t you please got off my d-ck
my girl is home y’all better split
jay-z runs this beat? i don’t think so
papa’s up, and i think it’s his time to win
pulling out an ak spraying, praying not to miss one
think you got a chance? no chance
you’re sh-t’s done, f-cking gone
plenty people out there waiting for that sound to wake ’em up
well they hear our flow and they’re up like a feagles punt
our flow make you hard like kim kardashian’s -ss
blast raps at fat cats, my hats down off the hat rack
no, we ain’t never gonna tie on
unless there’s one in the middle, then bye bye!
they could make a statue to my pride, make it gold
it’ll be bigger than oprah and, man, it’ll crush the world
they’ll remember me
for eternity
and i’ll never have to ask have you heard of me
but for now i’m just a guy rapping out his garage
but with one more barrage i’ll have my own entourage

- papa pill

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS