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Koto Chotan
作词:Robert F., Jr. Diggs, Mahagony, Elgin Evander Turner
Koto Chotan
Yo, yo, Ruler Zig-Zag-Zag Allah, I'm not reneggin' I don't fuck with dead pigeons or the pigskin You fuckin' fake 85 percent snake Derelict ass bitch, your class in dead weight
Ain't no fire escape from hell, every devil ain't pale I blast like H.G. Wells, 'War of the Worlds' Allah is Lord of all, you sure to fall Collapse like the Berlin Wall, while I'm just hurlin' y'all
Lightin' bolts by writin' quotes Strikin' jolts that frightenin' to adults A to Zig-Zag you get smacked, all in a shit bag Bust like the sperm bag, because your germ had
You on some ol' fake thug shit Drunk from the drink, gassed up by the drug shit Wrong analysis, kidney shot cause dialysis While the Gods rebuildin' Jerusalem, golden palaces
Babes in Wonderland wonderin' where the fuck Alice is While you're jerkin' your dick catchin' mad callouses Slave labor steel drivin' like John Henry Layin' down underground tracks for nine pennies
Huh, get you amped off the anthem Yeah, I get you amped off the uh Yeah, look, another smash hit My niggas from the Boulevard
East New York Squad in the yard gettin' ripped, at least 25 a clip A 100 men stompin' your face the wolves barkin' Careful, you might get trampled, caught flashin' Wrap him in the maskin' tape, Jimmy Baskin
Murder was the case when the crowd break fool 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Iron Mic Duel, held down by the poolside Along came a spider spun spools in the cipher Swing with all your might, lead spray from the sawed-off pipe
Stenographer type, the ghetto hype slang Flow like water off the brim in the rain No escapin', Iron Maiden, check matin' Grandmaster Flash spinnin, P.F. cuttin' The sticky Ave. gooey, roll in the frontal leaf Jamel Irief smash teef in be
Some people lyrics ain't hot My delivery is ill on the mic and I rock So hot, this stage should be a stainless steel pot Leavin' burnin' pains Neosporin couldn't stop
On cats who couldn't rock would shook 'cause I drop 'em Fear is a problem in this game if you got 'em My mic I carry the heat for rappers playin' possum 'Fraid that I'm a see 'em, spit a rhyme, lyrically drop 'em
Just to say I got 'em, but it's realer than that I'm about more that what you see and what I speak in my rap So be conscious of that grand told you 'Watch the quiet ones, you didn't get it?'
You think that you could rip a chick who spit her lyrics Pretty rhymes so tight my lyrics did it Got you open and it worked it and you won't admit it Hopin' that we both forget it
These ain't no one night stand lyrics I'm never really finished Got you duckin', tryin' to pivot, beware Next time, come wit' it
Koto Chotan
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