Hardcore Rap Act 歌词
| 歌曲 | Hardcore Rap Act |
| 歌手 | Das EFX |
| 专辑 | Hold It Down |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Charity, Hines, Lynch, Weston | |
| Intro/hook (x2) | |
| (*the hardcore rap act is back!*) | |
| (*ha ha, ha ha, now who's rhymin?*) hardcore!!! | |
| (*the hardcore rap act is back!*) | |
| (*no i, no i ain't smilin*) | |
| Verse 1: dray | |
| Yo, yo | |
| I said it first with the verse to make these *************s wanna act up | |
| Smackin up the wack and solid scheme they hook the track up | |
| So back up or swing or you'll get stung by my stinger | |
| Heard that i was rich and now your ************* is on my dinger | |
| Then i swing the jungle *************t so ************* the humble *************t | |
| Kid i crumble *************t, mother*******s know i never fumble *************t | |
| So bring your weapon or keep it steppin or hit the deck-in | |
| Cos in a second i'ma pull a ****** tek-in | |
| Start rejectin em, affect em when i kick | |
| Y'all *************s think you're slick but y'all can suck my ****** ************* | |
| Y'all see me gettin busy wit my man and my dj | |
| Strictly kickin facts and then we max like tj | |
| Cos we play for keeps, my peeps they don't be flakin | |
| And if you wanna test well yes your bones is gettin breakin | |
| Or broken, no jokin, i shoot them *?in them rise?* | |
| ****** with das you wind up in hos- | |
| -pital, so bust my riddle when i reveal it | |
| If *************s wanna play around then stay around and feel it | |
| Cos yo... | |
| Hook (x2) | |
| Verse 2: skoob, dray | |
| Now to my style there is no equal, boy i'm lethal like some tumours | |
| My crew be strokin ******* like i used to stroke my pumas | |
| Wit my toothbrush, see i do just what i wanna | |
| I got that from my pops and from some *************s on the corner | |
| So you never catch me rappin about no *************t like the government | |
| But i be snappin on mc's like your ************* snap on double mega of a shotty | |
| And a burner and i keeps the 2 ready | |
| To hit you in your chest like steve young do jerry | |
| Rice, be nice and stock slice by umbilical | |
| Knew that i would be the ill-form freaker of the syllables | |
| And son is rugged, you're gonna love it in an instant | |
| See i smoke blunts but yo my pops smokes winstons | |
| Well it's the d-a-s, i can't forget the e-a | |
| F-a to the x so when i flex y'know i bein | |
| A fatter wrecker ************* on the mic with my strategy | |
| Kids is mad at me cos they ain't as ************* as bad as me | |
| I takes the best of them so ************* the rest of them | |
| I couldn't care less for them, i'm too fresh for them | |
| I just be wreckin shop and gettin busy, ************* check it | |
| Never actin broke cos yo i sold a ****** record | |
| I'm too slick for dat, suck my big ************* for that | |
| Don't try to trap my rap cos yo i'm too quick for that | |
| I got the recipe and yes it's me with my crewin | |
| So if you didn't know, well ************* this is how we do it | |
| Uhh | |
| Hook (x2) | |
| Verse 3: skoob | |
| Abara-cadabara, return of the punk mc batterer | |
| I'm mad at the system like them *************s up in attica | |
| From more ways and your ways i rip *************t like dat | |
| Cos there's more ways son, you wanna skin a ****** cat | |
| Yo it's the rootin-tootin-nig'-shoot-to-give ************* with the superdest | |
| Flow, son you'll get no wins cos i been | |
| Lurkin in the murky waters of my starvin shark style | |
| Ever since the days of the clarks and the argyles | |
| Quick i rip *************t to bits like piranha | |
| When i blow up the spot wit more watts than rolanda | |
| And when i come thru i'm hittin you up with the 1-2 | |
| Teks, flex raps like bruce lee flex the kung-fu | |
| Look at my tongue, do it what it feel like, get ill-like | |
| That fat ************* my game is all-skirt tight | |
| Use to ************* with shorty's wit the jelly playin celly | |
| Now my name is on your flyers and my tyres ain't pirrelli | |
| Wit the chrome dip, so don't flip cos *************t's gon' get heated up | |
| I'm ******ed up, yo dice i need a cut | |
| Bring it! | |
| Hook (x2) | |
| Hardcore!!! | |
| *repeat* |
| zuo ci : Charity, Hines, Lynch, Weston | |
| Intro hook x2 | |
| the hardcore rap act is back! | |
| ha ha, ha ha, now who' s rhymin? hardcore!!! | |
| the hardcore rap act is back! | |
| no i, no i ain' t smilin | |
| Verse 1: dray | |
| Yo, yo | |
| I said it first with the verse to make these s wanna act up | |
| Smackin up the wack and solid scheme they hook the track up | |
| So back up or swing or you' ll get stung by my stinger | |
| Heard that i was rich and now your is on my dinger | |
| Then i swing the jungle t so the humble t | |
| Kid i crumble t, mother s know i never fumble t | |
| So bring your weapon or keep it steppin or hit the deckin | |
| Cos in a second i' ma pull a tekin | |
| Start rejectin em, affect em when i kick | |
| Y' all s think you' re slick but y' all can suck my | |
| Y' all see me gettin busy wit my man and my dj | |
| Strictly kickin facts and then we max like tj | |
| Cos we play for keeps, my peeps they don' t be flakin | |
| And if you wanna test well yes your bones is gettin breakin | |
| Or broken, no jokin, i shoot them ? in them rise? | |
| with das you wind up in hos | |
| pital, so bust my riddle when i reveal it | |
| If s wanna play around then stay around and feel it | |
| Cos yo... | |
| Hook x2 | |
| Verse 2: skoob, dray | |
| Now to my style there is no equal, boy i' m lethal like some tumours | |
| My crew be strokin like i used to stroke my pumas | |
| Wit my toothbrush, see i do just what i wanna | |
| I got that from my pops and from some s on the corner | |
| So you never catch me rappin about no t like the government | |
| But i be snappin on mc' s like your snap on double mega of a shotty | |
| And a burner and i keeps the 2 ready | |
| To hit you in your chest like steve young do jerry | |
| Rice, be nice and stock slice by umbilical | |
| Knew that i would be the illform freaker of the syllables | |
| And son is rugged, you' re gonna love it in an instant | |
| See i smoke blunts but yo my pops smokes winstons | |
| Well it' s the das, i can' t forget the ea | |
| Fa to the x so when i flex y' know i bein | |
| A fatter wrecker on the mic with my strategy | |
| Kids is mad at me cos they ain' t as as bad as me | |
| I takes the best of them so the rest of them | |
| I couldn' t care less for them, i' m too fresh for them | |
| I just be wreckin shop and gettin busy, check it | |
| Never actin broke cos yo i sold a record | |
| I' m too slick for dat, suck my big for that | |
| Don' t try to trap my rap cos yo i' m too quick for that | |
| I got the recipe and yes it' s me with my crewin | |
| So if you didn' t know, well this is how we do it | |
| Uhh | |
| Hook x2 | |
| Verse 3: skoob | |
| Abaracadabara, return of the punk mc batterer | |
| I' m mad at the system like them s up in attica | |
| From more ways and your ways i rip t like dat | |
| Cos there' s more ways son, you wanna skin a cat | |
| Yo it' s the rootintootinnig' shoottogive with the superdest | |
| Flow, son you' ll get no wins cos i been | |
| Lurkin in the murky waters of my starvin shark style | |
| Ever since the days of the clarks and the argyles | |
| Quick i rip t to bits like piranha | |
| When i blow up the spot wit more watts than rolanda | |
| And when i come thru i' m hittin you up with the 12 | |
| Teks, flex raps like bruce lee flex the kungfu | |
| Look at my tongue, do it what it feel like, get illlike | |
| That fat my game is allskirt tight | |
| Use to with shorty' s wit the jelly playin celly | |
| Now my name is on your flyers and my tyres ain' t pirrelli | |
| Wit the chrome dip, so don' t flip cos t' s gon' get heated up | |
| I' m ed up, yo dice i need a cut | |
| Bring it! | |
| Hook x2 | |
| Hardcore!!! | |
| repeat |
| zuò cí : Charity, Hines, Lynch, Weston | |
| Intro hook x2 | |
| the hardcore rap act is back! | |
| ha ha, ha ha, now who' s rhymin? hardcore!!! | |
| the hardcore rap act is back! | |
| no i, no i ain' t smilin | |
| Verse 1: dray | |
| Yo, yo | |
| I said it first with the verse to make these s wanna act up | |
| Smackin up the wack and solid scheme they hook the track up | |
| So back up or swing or you' ll get stung by my stinger | |
| Heard that i was rich and now your is on my dinger | |
| Then i swing the jungle t so the humble t | |
| Kid i crumble t, mother s know i never fumble t | |
| So bring your weapon or keep it steppin or hit the deckin | |
| Cos in a second i' ma pull a tekin | |
| Start rejectin em, affect em when i kick | |
| Y' all s think you' re slick but y' all can suck my | |
| Y' all see me gettin busy wit my man and my dj | |
| Strictly kickin facts and then we max like tj | |
| Cos we play for keeps, my peeps they don' t be flakin | |
| And if you wanna test well yes your bones is gettin breakin | |
| Or broken, no jokin, i shoot them ? in them rise? | |
| with das you wind up in hos | |
| pital, so bust my riddle when i reveal it | |
| If s wanna play around then stay around and feel it | |
| Cos yo... | |
| Hook x2 | |
| Verse 2: skoob, dray | |
| Now to my style there is no equal, boy i' m lethal like some tumours | |
| My crew be strokin like i used to stroke my pumas | |
| Wit my toothbrush, see i do just what i wanna | |
| I got that from my pops and from some s on the corner | |
| So you never catch me rappin about no t like the government | |
| But i be snappin on mc' s like your snap on double mega of a shotty | |
| And a burner and i keeps the 2 ready | |
| To hit you in your chest like steve young do jerry | |
| Rice, be nice and stock slice by umbilical | |
| Knew that i would be the illform freaker of the syllables | |
| And son is rugged, you' re gonna love it in an instant | |
| See i smoke blunts but yo my pops smokes winstons | |
| Well it' s the das, i can' t forget the ea | |
| Fa to the x so when i flex y' know i bein | |
| A fatter wrecker on the mic with my strategy | |
| Kids is mad at me cos they ain' t as as bad as me | |
| I takes the best of them so the rest of them | |
| I couldn' t care less for them, i' m too fresh for them | |
| I just be wreckin shop and gettin busy, check it | |
| Never actin broke cos yo i sold a record | |
| I' m too slick for dat, suck my big for that | |
| Don' t try to trap my rap cos yo i' m too quick for that | |
| I got the recipe and yes it' s me with my crewin | |
| So if you didn' t know, well this is how we do it | |
| Uhh | |
| Hook x2 | |
| Verse 3: skoob | |
| Abaracadabara, return of the punk mc batterer | |
| I' m mad at the system like them s up in attica | |
| From more ways and your ways i rip t like dat | |
| Cos there' s more ways son, you wanna skin a cat | |
| Yo it' s the rootintootinnig' shoottogive with the superdest | |
| Flow, son you' ll get no wins cos i been | |
| Lurkin in the murky waters of my starvin shark style | |
| Ever since the days of the clarks and the argyles | |
| Quick i rip t to bits like piranha | |
| When i blow up the spot wit more watts than rolanda | |
| And when i come thru i' m hittin you up with the 12 | |
| Teks, flex raps like bruce lee flex the kungfu | |
| Look at my tongue, do it what it feel like, get illlike | |
| That fat my game is allskirt tight | |
| Use to with shorty' s wit the jelly playin celly | |
| Now my name is on your flyers and my tyres ain' t pirrelli | |
| Wit the chrome dip, so don' t flip cos t' s gon' get heated up | |
| I' m ed up, yo dice i need a cut | |
| Bring it! | |
| Hook x2 | |
| Hardcore!!! | |
| repeat |
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