Lirik Lagu Revelations Of A Lyricist - Papoose
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PAPOOSE! Im here with the hip-hop legend, PremierPremo I got youCheck me out now, behold lyricismHaters try to cremate him but he still existI'm limitless, envision this is genesisI'm sippin' cris, spittin' this 'til I'm spiritlessWelcome to the revelations of a lyricistHaters try to cremate him but he still existI'm limitless envision this is genesisIma rep thug-a-cation 'til I'm spiritlessThe revelations of a lyricistI CAN'T BREATHE!
I got the smell of death in my noseBlood stains, I got this nigga flesh on my clothesThe best kept secret, thought that I would never be toldSit back and watch the clever unfold, level your flowsCuz when it comes to them bars nigga, I'm godzillaWhen its time to sing songs, I'm king kongwhen its time to lace tracks, I'm AIDS black
Motherfucker I'm a monsterYou wanna move a lot of work in ya hood I'll be your sponsorTake half or all o' ya bread like we was partnasCollect my money in envelopes, like I'm a mobstaWalk through this concrete jungle like I was KontraLike dreadlocks I'm at the top of the roster (rasta)Hit 'em up and give 'em a seizure (cesar) like I'm a barberCome through and put in that work with the revolverYou wont, I would (wood) like tiger but aint a golferI dont gotta hear your album cause I'm the authorWrote the period, the question mark, and the commaWrote the first, second, and the third part of the sagaYeah I hear 'em say they go hard, but I go harderYesterday, the day before, today and tomorrowI blood sweat and tears, shit piss and salivaBought the pacifier, the stroller, crib, and the walkerShine getting darker, you aint gimme a dollarNo dramaWhen I see you I say thats my sonNot cause you my man, cause I'm ur fatherGot a lot of verses, more hooks than TarverUnderground king like ArthurYou find me on the block deadin' niggaz on sales, dont even botherAnd your customer chose me cause mines is harderNext time you bag up make 'em larger, cause I robbed yaYour sale (cell) dead like you need a chargerDaily departa, I'm known to bang that toolPapoose, you aint never heard a name that coolSpittin sixteen bars I'ma change that ruleSomebody with no bars musta made that ruleThe industry owe me a lot, this a payback moveRide the track like a Maybach, smoothThey say text jam on you, but you gotta pop your gun rightYou goin mess around and get popped you dumb hypeThey guns jam up when it's time for the gun fightCuz they get so nervous they cock they guns twiceWhat would you do if they had a plot for your lifeAnd all you really had was a glock and one micPapoose, walk through they blocks with them iceGo to they pizza shop, and stop for one sliceGet some garlic on the top and one spriteNow thats enough time to pop if you want right?But if you ever pull out a ox be dumb niceCuz I'll stab ya whole flock with one knifeThey mad cause I got more checks than air nikesIf I want it, I cops it on siteWhen it comes to spending money I stop at no priceI take a long time to stop spinning (spending) like the last diceThat four powerful enough to drop both y'allHad a whole block flooded with the high most squadI could see straight through you like a hydro jawMy gun bust like I aint got no carA lyricist, when I look in the mirror I see a rhymeWhen I'm pushing my whip, I see a rhymeWhen I'm sexing my chick I see a rhymeAnd weverytime I squeeze my dick I pee a rhymeWhy ya man so washed up if he could rhymeI got enough bars to give you a three to nineThe supremacist is ceremonial, masters in lyricistDeliver poetry, vogulty above vintriliquistWith splendidness gave thug-a-cation a genesisPut an end to this senselessness..
I got the smell of death in my noseBlood stains, I got this nigga flesh on my clothesThe best kept secret, thought that I would never be toldSit back and watch the clever unfold, level your flowsCuz when it comes to them bars nigga, I'm godzillaWhen its time to sing songs, I'm king kongwhen its time to lace tracks, I'm AIDS black
Motherfucker I'm a monsterYou wanna move a lot of work in ya hood I'll be your sponsorTake half or all o' ya bread like we was partnasCollect my money in envelopes, like I'm a mobstaWalk through this concrete jungle like I was KontraLike dreadlocks I'm at the top of the roster (rasta)Hit 'em up and give 'em a seizure (cesar) like I'm a barberCome through and put in that work with the revolverYou wont, I would (wood) like tiger but aint a golferI dont gotta hear your album cause I'm the authorWrote the period, the question mark, and the commaWrote the first, second, and the third part of the sagaYeah I hear 'em say they go hard, but I go harderYesterday, the day before, today and tomorrowI blood sweat and tears, shit piss and salivaBought the pacifier, the stroller, crib, and the walkerShine getting darker, you aint gimme a dollarNo dramaWhen I see you I say thats my sonNot cause you my man, cause I'm ur fatherGot a lot of verses, more hooks than TarverUnderground king like ArthurYou find me on the block deadin' niggaz on sales, dont even botherAnd your customer chose me cause mines is harderNext time you bag up make 'em larger, cause I robbed yaYour sale (cell) dead like you need a chargerDaily departa, I'm known to bang that toolPapoose, you aint never heard a name that coolSpittin sixteen bars I'ma change that ruleSomebody with no bars musta made that ruleThe industry owe me a lot, this a payback moveRide the track like a Maybach, smoothThey say text jam on you, but you gotta pop your gun rightYou goin mess around and get popped you dumb hypeThey guns jam up when it's time for the gun fightCuz they get so nervous they cock they guns twiceWhat would you do if they had a plot for your lifeAnd all you really had was a glock and one micPapoose, walk through they blocks with them iceGo to they pizza shop, and stop for one sliceGet some garlic on the top and one spriteNow thats enough time to pop if you want right?But if you ever pull out a ox be dumb niceCuz I'll stab ya whole flock with one knifeThey mad cause I got more checks than air nikesIf I want it, I cops it on siteWhen it comes to spending money I stop at no priceI take a long time to stop spinning (spending) like the last diceThat four powerful enough to drop both y'allHad a whole block flooded with the high most squadI could see straight through you like a hydro jawMy gun bust like I aint got no carA lyricist, when I look in the mirror I see a rhymeWhen I'm pushing my whip, I see a rhymeWhen I'm sexing my chick I see a rhymeAnd weverytime I squeeze my dick I pee a rhymeWhy ya man so washed up if he could rhymeI got enough bars to give you a three to nineThe supremacist is ceremonial, masters in lyricistDeliver poetry, vogulty above vintriliquistWith splendidness gave thug-a-cation a genesisPut an end to this senselessness..
