Da Brat — Lyrical Molestation
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Lyrical Molestation Da Brat03:47
Текст песни: Lyrical Molestation
Lyrical Molestation Lyrics[Intro] They call me Lethal Lip, The linguistic Full metal jacket of vernacular ballistic Shooting off at the mouth without chap or blistics I got hairs on my funk and I didn't flunk diaper rash I'm hooked on phonics packing a vicious vocabulary Malicious with malice and mayhem straight out of a p-funk dictionary Give me the mic and watch me slay them Those lame illiterate poetic systems Pisses me off Should be missing me with that shit Putting that petty poetry package pathetically in front of me I suppress; I arrest the best of MCs regularly [Verse 1] In the beginning I was doubted Slid in and rerouted This shit to places y'all bitches weren't even thinking bout hittin' Heads splittin', shittin' hard on niggas With a name like Brat exotic cars and large bank figures A high rank nigga Top spot taker Maker of some hot shit loose Makin' it hard for all yall bitches to move around like moose Bruise whateva touch come through in a clutch Bitch beat me never heard of such Niggas say I'm just too much Consistent dollar clocker Sipping lemonade and vodka Private shopper live and die hip hopper With the platinum touch That's what the fuck up And I ain't tryna lack and slack shit I'm tryna pack and stack shit To continue to make phat shit [Chorus] And niggas know.. The lyrical molestin is takin place And when Da Brat is in your area your shit ain't safe To live my whole life lavish I lust plus crushin' Competitions a must everytime I bust And niggas know.. The lyrical molestin is takin place And when Da Brat is in your area your shit ain't safe To live my whole life lavish I lust plus crushin' Competitions a must everytime I bust [Verse 2] I'm livin' in high times with a lifeline when the sun don't shine often Taught that the bare necessity was to never let no nigga see me soften Coughin' up phlegm in the morning from choking on dank daily Beware my attitude shady pay me and serenade this lady Reached impossible limits no gimmick lyrics Livin' trife and lavish Ms. Harris with 25 karats To cherish the iced out ouster perpetual roll The swish and burn it slow cats me know Never fishin' for roaches or smokin' the hocus pocus Once I was the brokest bitch now afford the dopest shit The poker Chips get placed on the misses with twisted Shoe here Chi town's windy city creeper weed keeper Redrumming niggas like the shining when the molestation begins [Chorus] And niggas know.. The lyrical molestin is takin place And when Da Brat is in your area your shit ain't safe To live my whole life lavish I lust plus crushin' Competitions a must everytime I bust And niggas know.. The lyrical molestin is takin place And when Da Brat is in your area your shit ain't safe To live my whole life lavish I lust plus crushin' Competitions a must everytime I bust [Verse 3] If you consider yourself to be a competitor The object of the game is to bury ya Get the cheddar the mo' the merrier 3-1-2 the area Prepare for my brigade to stay paid and obligated To knock off niggas in ways you only saw take place in animation Your expiration date is past due We conjured up this shit to last you till infinity Finna be multimillion in a minute Only solo ho to do more than your average bitch Making niggas sick and having fits watchin me push the Benz six Admit it I'm da type to get addicted to like China Watch you fucking wit pure dough Tonight's da night we all get high Niggas know Brat take without askin Leaving everlasting gashes on you bastards Lyrical assassin and niggas know [Outro] Therefore this rap rendition introdition of competition Made some motherfucker before the first admission Gets to a center mountain I sip the spout Rhyming ad infinitum I pee in the fountain then I claw Clutching the cliff cuz I've got to get higher Into the mantic with the mad messiah GC's going crazy hacking the channel through all the slack rappers I pack I pack a bag I travel To the peninsula with the posse I peep over the edge Drop a rock over your head as you leaving up the ledge to lead on Leaving you mangled, tangled in your mic chord Your momma would've been better in battle Your boasting is bogus; silly posing Putting your petty poetry package pathetically in front of me I suppress; I arrest the best of MCs regularly
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