Тексты песен U-GOD

* Sampled '70's soul singer singing ";so bizarre"; all throughout song * [U-God] Feel the heat from the streets, I got to eat Talk what I walk, I stalk with bronze feet Ancient s

U-God] Brand new magnetic Killah Hill scorches Monster talk bosses, spank 'em, step into my office Crunch time steroid big boy itches Eyes that lay for blood money riches Switches thug men gunme

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[U-God] Yo, Inspectah Deck track break your back Yo A message of a wreckage 50 shell hot track leaking out the Lexus Eyes hot, Cyclops, cyborg boulders Call shop of horrors, Lyric just smoking in

(U-God) (Chorus) ruff out here im out here fightin cold and hungry fish ain't bittin Life's so frightening i'm damn near thumpin cold and crumbling nothin's hatching now

(Verse 1: U-God)Thanks for the rap action pack satisfaction Snatch over match kiss the grand dragon I'm tramplin the mass riddin head champion Back draft crash landin Last man standing All bodi

(verse one: U-God/Golden Arms)It be the Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang I got control drop a load Time to rip shit Time to rock and roll I play the block and stroll Stop and go, cop an old up town choppin Choppin f

*police radio* (humming) (U-God) Night falling, red dawn, without warning or beef Late night city life, in the dark Manhattan fog, creep wit' cats and dogs become meat All that is sacred My b

[U-God] Once again... Through the storms... I gotta stay strong Take deep breaths, hold on long, bring the harm with no regrets, on my chest, let me knowledge be born on levels, wild, devil copters

[U-God] Countdown... Are you ready? Are you mad inside? Got you strapped down to your seats Outta the doorway, bullets ripped, full clip God speed, approach follow my lead Firewinds gust, empire crus

[Leatha Face] To my hard rocks, locked in cell blocks, never shell shock Melt the ox in your face, displaced in the penalty box My enemies heart pumps poisonous blood, your choice, the slugs You do d

(U-God) On the mat head to toe intacked on the track big hat's on the go let them hoe's no we on the stro we on the track the shit we started we comin back in the market of rap walkin ma

(Verse 1: U-God)Yeah Tired of all this shit god Channel you wanna come out? Niggas betta respect this shit I see, I see the same ol' rap cats gettin real lame Same ol' funny cats Radio Cats

Rocket on...to the break of dawn...elevation yo... (Verse) Elevation smell the vibration mystique beneath the beat cave in Super freak meaty bone tones discreet goncha leave is a sweet sensation (e

Verse One: Boldly go only to sew the block up,lock shit down, Mama told me you's the giant Pump out the nose cold,crimewave,host em, baratone throne So defiant, they stole the science from t