Give Em Hell 歌词
| 歌曲 | Give Em Hell |
| 歌手 | The Alchemist |
| 专辑 | Rapper's Best Friend 3: An Instrumental Series |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [Intro] | |
| They took permanent vacations in Hell, if you know what I mean | |
| Wow, I must have been away too long, because my feelings are dead | |
| I feel no remorse… | |
| [Prodigy] | |
| Global state of mind, I’m seeing far beyond my nose | |
| Ten years from now, I’ll still be around, spitting my flows | |
| Ten years from now, you’ll be a memory that no one knows | |
| I don’t feel sorry for you niggas, my feelings are cold | |
| People dying – life goes on, it’s… | |
| Nothing you can do about it, just be strong, yeah | |
| Dead-weight niggas try to pull you down with ‘em | |
| They like psychic vampires, suck the life out you | |
| Mentally, I’m focused, think like a Marine | |
| Oorah, I ride or die for shit that I believe, like… | |
| Nobody could stop me | |
| I’m the illest rapper probably on the earth, niggas copy | |
| Every line that I draw, these rappers is frauds | |
| My artwork expensive, they cannot afford | |
| RSVP, Circa 2012 | |
| How dare a nigga to try and stop me, give him Hell | |
| [Hook] | |
| Oh, word? They put a hit out on me? | |
| Give ‘em Hell | |
| They wanna threaten my wellbeing? | |
| Give ‘em Hell | |
| And tell Satan throw some heat rocks up | |
| For the world’s most hottest rapper spitting flames like a volcano | |
| Yeah, they wanna turn on me? | |
| Give ‘em Hell | |
| They wanna stretch me out in the street? | |
| Give ‘em Hell | |
| And tell Satan throw some heat rocks up | |
| For the world’s most hottest rapper spitting flames like a volcano | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Aye yo, aye yo, they know, they know | |
| I’ll blow a nigga away like tornados | |
| Niggas with me, they move whenever I say so | |
| Watch out for the D’s, unmarked cars and plainclothes | |
| Niggas must be crazy, they gone off that yayo | |
| Maybe smoking stones, I don’t know, I’ll be okay, though | |
| I’m God’s solider, devil’s apostle, it’s harvest time | |
| You reap what you sew when you cross the line | |
| It’s beyond repair – I am so beyond fear | |
| That shit is childish, do what you must, niggas beware | |
| I am – slippery when wet off that ‘maldehyde | |
| Smoke a Dutch full of dust, pull a homo | |
| Niggas wouldn’t side with you if they knew what I know | |
| I can see you bullshit niggas with my eyes closed | |
| I’ve got a deadly rap | |
| So these jokers wanna ruin my time, I’ll handle that | |
| [Hook] |
| Intro | |
| They took permanent vacations in Hell, if you know what I mean | |
| Wow, I must have been away too long, because my feelings are dead | |
| I feel no remorse | |
| Prodigy | |
| Global state of mind, I' m seeing far beyond my nose | |
| Ten years from now, I' ll still be around, spitting my flows | |
| Ten years from now, you' ll be a memory that no one knows | |
| I don' t feel sorry for you niggas, my feelings are cold | |
| People dying life goes on, it' s | |
| Nothing you can do about it, just be strong, yeah | |
| Deadweight niggas try to pull you down with ' em | |
| They like psychic vampires, suck the life out you | |
| Mentally, I' m focused, think like a Marine | |
| Oorah, I ride or die for shit that I believe, like | |
| Nobody could stop me | |
| I' m the illest rapper probably on the earth, niggas copy | |
| Every line that I draw, these rappers is frauds | |
| My artwork expensive, they cannot afford | |
| RSVP, Circa 2012 | |
| How dare a nigga to try and stop me, give him Hell | |
| Hook | |
| Oh, word? They put a hit out on me? | |
| Give ' em Hell | |
| They wanna threaten my wellbeing? | |
| Give ' em Hell | |
| And tell Satan throw some heat rocks up | |
| For the world' s most hottest rapper spitting flames like a volcano | |
| Yeah, they wanna turn on me? | |
| Give ' em Hell | |
| They wanna stretch me out in the street? | |
| Give ' em Hell | |
| And tell Satan throw some heat rocks up | |
| For the world' s most hottest rapper spitting flames like a volcano | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Aye yo, aye yo, they know, they know | |
| I' ll blow a nigga away like tornados | |
| Niggas with me, they move whenever I say so | |
| Watch out for the D' s, unmarked cars and plainclothes | |
| Niggas must be crazy, they gone off that yayo | |
| Maybe smoking stones, I don' t know, I' ll be okay, though | |
| I' m God' s solider, devil' s apostle, it' s harvest time | |
| You reap what you sew when you cross the line | |
| It' s beyond repair I am so beyond fear | |
| That shit is childish, do what you must, niggas beware | |
| I am slippery when wet off that ' maldehyde | |
| Smoke a Dutch full of dust, pull a homo | |
| Niggas wouldn' t side with you if they knew what I know | |
| I can see you bullshit niggas with my eyes closed | |
| I' ve got a deadly rap | |
| So these jokers wanna ruin my time, I' ll handle that | |
| Hook |
| Intro | |
| They took permanent vacations in Hell, if you know what I mean | |
| Wow, I must have been away too long, because my feelings are dead | |
| I feel no remorse | |
| Prodigy | |
| Global state of mind, I' m seeing far beyond my nose | |
| Ten years from now, I' ll still be around, spitting my flows | |
| Ten years from now, you' ll be a memory that no one knows | |
| I don' t feel sorry for you niggas, my feelings are cold | |
| People dying life goes on, it' s | |
| Nothing you can do about it, just be strong, yeah | |
| Deadweight niggas try to pull you down with ' em | |
| They like psychic vampires, suck the life out you | |
| Mentally, I' m focused, think like a Marine | |
| Oorah, I ride or die for shit that I believe, like | |
| Nobody could stop me | |
| I' m the illest rapper probably on the earth, niggas copy | |
| Every line that I draw, these rappers is frauds | |
| My artwork expensive, they cannot afford | |
| RSVP, Circa 2012 | |
| How dare a nigga to try and stop me, give him Hell | |
| Hook | |
| Oh, word? They put a hit out on me? | |
| Give ' em Hell | |
| They wanna threaten my wellbeing? | |
| Give ' em Hell | |
| And tell Satan throw some heat rocks up | |
| For the world' s most hottest rapper spitting flames like a volcano | |
| Yeah, they wanna turn on me? | |
| Give ' em Hell | |
| They wanna stretch me out in the street? | |
| Give ' em Hell | |
| And tell Satan throw some heat rocks up | |
| For the world' s most hottest rapper spitting flames like a volcano | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Aye yo, aye yo, they know, they know | |
| I' ll blow a nigga away like tornados | |
| Niggas with me, they move whenever I say so | |
| Watch out for the D' s, unmarked cars and plainclothes | |
| Niggas must be crazy, they gone off that yayo | |
| Maybe smoking stones, I don' t know, I' ll be okay, though | |
| I' m God' s solider, devil' s apostle, it' s harvest time | |
| You reap what you sew when you cross the line | |
| It' s beyond repair I am so beyond fear | |
| That shit is childish, do what you must, niggas beware | |
| I am slippery when wet off that ' maldehyde | |
| Smoke a Dutch full of dust, pull a homo | |
| Niggas wouldn' t side with you if they knew what I know | |
| I can see you bullshit niggas with my eyes closed | |
| I' ve got a deadly rap | |
| So these jokers wanna ruin my time, I' ll handle that | |
| Hook |
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