Lirik Lagu Clint Eastwood (feat. Phi Life Cypher) - Gorillaz
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feat. Phi Life Cypher[Si Phili]'Yo. Yo. Yo.'
'Cause I'm this, Gorillaz from the mist lyracist and my thoughts be twistedI spit the wickedest rhymes from a time that's never exsistedMy futuristic linquistics turn fools into statisticsI'm a lyrical misfit with the sadistic characteristicsI perform murderous acts on my tracks with a single breathand if a boy wanna test, then I be stampin' upon his chestDone makin' a mess - Not a man could concieve the weed I'm consumin'and I transform from my cartoon pseudonym, turn to a humanI spit words from my mouth that be turnin' you inside outand I tie knots in intestines just like I'm a boy scoutthat's workin' 'em out - Now rearrangin' your whole skeletal structurethen I find some nine inch nails to perform some accupunctureWhen I punch ya, I rupture one of your rib cage in a rageand I turn you into a cartoon toon and erase the pageI take you back to the stone age with Barney and Fred FlinstoneGot Dino to take a machinos and then forage in a live home
[Life]I'ma take off like a jet pack with the get back, rather step backI'ma make the crowd react and nod they heads until they kneck snapLife conflict rap while riding a skateboard and doin' a tic-tacand leave your head in a spin like servin' on turn table skid matsI'm a concrete lion, big cat - These are real talk, not big-chatDid ya get that 'cause I ain't no small timer - I rhyme on big tracksNow fell the vise I create - This heavyweight, I'm a rap to detanateand demonstrate how I generate lyrics that supernaturaly levitateto the top - My lyrics are skeletons - Accelerate and leave you panicin'
Take the ground from beneath your feet, leave you Skywalk-in' like AnakinI'm sharper than the tips of Zulu spears and Olympic javelinsMy style is totally buckwild and most definately happenin'To your brains I be tappin' in, to computers I be hackin' inTo me, I be out of this world like aliens who were time travelin'I'm babblin' in the Fists of Fury technique when I speakForget Karate Kid and these wooden blocks, I chop from concreteConcrete, concrete, concrete!Wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-wha!
[Si Phili]I'be been stoned; ever since the days of creation, I've been redI'm a mad dred, causin' so much havoc in Russel's headMy lyracism is just like an aneurysm inside his brainHe plays the beat in a trance and he's never feeling no painI could never be a racist because I posess so many facesI'm one of those beat-up bad wit' bags and a pair of braceswith lines longer than laces - I'm gracin' you with my presenceThe lyrics went flippin', makin' ya bubble like effervescenceI pulverize and bamboozle, shake numb skulls like a boodleI smashed the top of your head with a guitar I borrowed from NoodleI'm as animated as Japanese animes causin' callamitiesSome serious savory from my roarous rhymes of realityAt the speed of sound, I'm wanderin' around - The clown done tried to defeat uswithout tenacities or audacity - Don't you ever thought you could beat usBeat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us,beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us,beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us...
'Cause I'm this, Gorillaz from the mist lyracist and my thoughts be twistedI spit the wickedest rhymes from a time that's never exsistedMy futuristic linquistics turn fools into statisticsI'm a lyrical misfit with the sadistic characteristicsI perform murderous acts on my tracks with a single breathand if a boy wanna test, then I be stampin' upon his chestDone makin' a mess - Not a man could concieve the weed I'm consumin'and I transform from my cartoon pseudonym, turn to a humanI spit words from my mouth that be turnin' you inside outand I tie knots in intestines just like I'm a boy scoutthat's workin' 'em out - Now rearrangin' your whole skeletal structurethen I find some nine inch nails to perform some accupunctureWhen I punch ya, I rupture one of your rib cage in a rageand I turn you into a cartoon toon and erase the pageI take you back to the stone age with Barney and Fred FlinstoneGot Dino to take a machinos and then forage in a live home
[Life]I'ma take off like a jet pack with the get back, rather step backI'ma make the crowd react and nod they heads until they kneck snapLife conflict rap while riding a skateboard and doin' a tic-tacand leave your head in a spin like servin' on turn table skid matsI'm a concrete lion, big cat - These are real talk, not big-chatDid ya get that 'cause I ain't no small timer - I rhyme on big tracksNow fell the vise I create - This heavyweight, I'm a rap to detanateand demonstrate how I generate lyrics that supernaturaly levitateto the top - My lyrics are skeletons - Accelerate and leave you panicin'
Take the ground from beneath your feet, leave you Skywalk-in' like AnakinI'm sharper than the tips of Zulu spears and Olympic javelinsMy style is totally buckwild and most definately happenin'To your brains I be tappin' in, to computers I be hackin' inTo me, I be out of this world like aliens who were time travelin'I'm babblin' in the Fists of Fury technique when I speakForget Karate Kid and these wooden blocks, I chop from concreteConcrete, concrete, concrete!Wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-wha!
[Si Phili]I'be been stoned; ever since the days of creation, I've been redI'm a mad dred, causin' so much havoc in Russel's headMy lyracism is just like an aneurysm inside his brainHe plays the beat in a trance and he's never feeling no painI could never be a racist because I posess so many facesI'm one of those beat-up bad wit' bags and a pair of braceswith lines longer than laces - I'm gracin' you with my presenceThe lyrics went flippin', makin' ya bubble like effervescenceI pulverize and bamboozle, shake numb skulls like a boodleI smashed the top of your head with a guitar I borrowed from NoodleI'm as animated as Japanese animes causin' callamitiesSome serious savory from my roarous rhymes of realityAt the speed of sound, I'm wanderin' around - The clown done tried to defeat uswithout tenacities or audacity - Don't you ever thought you could beat usBeat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us,beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us,beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us...
