Fugees lyrics
Fugees lyrics
"Zealots lyrics"
Remains Of You lyrics
You saw your life pass before your eyes I watched your body twist in pain Rotten bodies, dead Leaking pussing limbs Separated heads Smell the rotten dead Degenerating flesh Mutilated after death Moulded decayed skin Decomposition Bodily disintegration I took an axe to your head Chopping rotten flesh Brain is seeping from the cracks in your skull Blood drains from the holes in your torso I to
[CLEF:]You saw your life pass before your eyes I watched your body twist in pain Rotten bodies, dead Leaking pussing limbs Separated heads Smell the rotten dead Degenerating flesh Mutilated after death Moulded decayed skin Decomposition Bodily disintegration I took an axe to your head Chopping rotten flesh Brain is seeping from the cracks in your skull Blood drains from the holes in your torso I to
Another MC lose his life tonight, lord
I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why
O lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa
[CLEF:]
I haunt MC's like Mephistophales
Bringin swords and Damacles
Secret service keep a close watch as if my name was Kennedy
Abstract raps simple with a street format
Gaze into the sky and measure planets by parallax.
Check out the retrograde motion, kill the notion
Of biting and recycling and calling it your own creation.
I Feel like Rockwell, "Somebody's watching me"
I got no privacy whether on land or at sea.
And for you biting zealots, your raps are cacophonic
Hypocrite, critic, but deep inside you wish you had the pop hit.
It hurts don't it, the refugees come to your turf and take over the earth.
(feat. Juicy 'J' (Tear Da Club Up Thugs)) [Juicy "J" 10x] Sucks on dick... Does it real good (Get buck motherfucker, get buck) [Juicy "J"] You got these million dollar niggas Ghetto stars, killas Stabbin on you bitches like a jacker pullin triggas Playas ridin twenty's, checkin tramps for money Smellin like da chronic, ballin, doin bout a hundred I'm ca
See my rhymes are the type of fly rhymes
That can only get down with my crew
And if you try to take lines or bite rhymes
We'll show you how the refugees do.
[LAURYN:]
Behold, as my odes, manifold on your rhymes
Two MC's can't occupy the same space at the same time.
It's against the laws of Physics.
So weep as your sweet dreams break up like Eurythmics
Rap rejects my tape deck, ejects projectile
Whether jew or gentile
I rank top percentile,
Many styles,
More powerful than gamma rays
My grammar pays,
Like Carlos Sanatana plays
Black Magic Woman
So while you fuming, I'm consuming
Mango juice under Polaris,
You're just embarrassed
Cause it's your "Last Tango in Paris"
And even after all my logic and my
Momentum lyrics
Somebody said you better let go 'Cause they said so But I could never let this thing go Don't they even know what that means They call me obscene Say I wear my faith on my sleeve But I ain't here to seek no glory End of story, I know the judge and the jury People always gotta ask who, what, when, and why But never wanna step to the light So I hear you say you wanna come an
theory, Somebody said you better let go 'Cause they said so But I could never let this thing go Don't they even know what that means They call me obscene Say I wear my faith on my sleeve But I ain't here to seek no glory End of story, I know the judge and the jury People always gotta ask who, what, when, and why But never wanna step to the light So I hear you say you wanna come an
I add a muthaf**ker so you ignint niggas hear me.
And you remember take notes,
As I sow my rap otas
And for you biting zealots, here's a quote.
[Chorus (CLEF):]
Another MC lose his life tonight, lord
I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why
O lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa
[CLEF:]
You can try but you can't divide the tribe
These cats can't rap, Mr. Author I feel no Vibe
The magazine says the girl should have gone solo,
The guys should stop rapping, vanish like Menudo.
Took it to the heart, but every actor plays his part
As long as someone was listening, I knew it was a start,
For me to get a chance, grab my pen and revamp
Do a cameo while everybody do the dance.
Quick now, cause you runnin' out of lucka
Playi
Awake And Nervous lyrics
So the certanty is I can get no air, Getting nowhere at all, Open-ended and suspended one by one, In the slipstream, And Harvest hold the horrbag, Emotion starts to lag, With panache I keep a-crashing, Through the sky, No compassion have I. Kick a kiss of superstition and I cry, "Just a guide or I throw All the panic I can muster, Threatening to the cluster"; The hangman's whore so obvious,
n' Mr. Big, I'm gonna get you sucka. So the certanty is I can get no air, Getting nowhere at all, Open-ended and suspended one by one, In the slipstream, And Harvest hold the horrbag, Emotion starts to lag, With panache I keep a-crashing, Through the sky, No compassion have I. Kick a kiss of superstition and I cry, "Just a guide or I throw All the panic I can muster, Threatening to the cluster"; The hangman's whore so obvious,
While you munchin at your luncheon, I'll be planning your assassination
Then hit you like the Dutchmen
[PRAZ:]
I compress sound sets with my rap DBX
Then drop vocals on my 456 AMPEX
Bring terror to the shop of horror,
As she cries "Mi amor"
The phantom dies in the opera
And to the youngin's who carry gadgets
And kill 6 days a week then on a sabbath.
Violence ain't necessary, unless you provoke me
Then get buried like the great Mussolini
And for you bitin' Zealots
Your rap styles are relics
No matter who you damage
You're still a false prophet.
[Chorus (CLEF):]
Another MC lose his life tonight, lord
I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why
O lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa