Текст (слова) песни: Company Flow - Population Control

[el-p]

You and your whole fuckin canned groove itll end tepid

So when I pearl harbor dont let me catch you intrepid

Im tellin you the wishbone been broke in my favor, crumbcake your mistake

Enterprise and see indelible, the number one feel-bad crew of the season

Just give me one reason to splash

I shall lower the flag half mast, take time to wallow

Company flow the toughest penis sucky sucky

So of course in an attempt to defend you end up unkempt

Plus this agent get orange

E-l-p-f-c-f rock for you

First cousin to sleep, red dye number five be the potion

Enter subterrean water from gem of fate like stop motion

Best to get ak-a-nickulous

Our masks arent intangible

Auto man verse mandible

We answer to no one, we 911

Silent alarm this is harm fear the duck of learning

El-p phase through these walls like vision

Choked in the shallow water, a bad executive decision

Release the crack and please put down your skin flutes

How could ya... motherfuckers think ya...

To this mercenary sunblock 2000 burner

All of your knowledge is truant

Unlearn all of the shit

Then in overtime you become fluent, sell the fuckin store

After I present enter the spectrum your careers never no more

Enter the rectum

And at twilight well skip stones and laugh about your poems

But a blood-red book when the others got funcrushed is a spot

The terror fabulously gets hot

Co flow mossie, walt disney meets kaiser soze

There will be no grand comebacks unless lazarus or kotter

Inflicted bitch styles indicate with stigmata

When locked in a box but you cant say jack

Trying to paint them fucking red doors black

Like that spilled milk spoiled

While bill gates and ted turner rub each other down with olive oils

Company flow, fuck please

Bitch put away the fuckin piteous punchlines

Blue blockers break under the red light, belittled by my design

I dont try to be different I am

So inevitably my style will survive when your now turns to then

El-p, vastly crapaphobic

3-2-1 contact, never no more thats the promise

You hold toast, well I hold thomas

Golden nooks and crannies

Win my ticket raffled off the recycled thought shoppin spree winner

Congratu-fucking-lations, I dropped it now you got it

But its only a matter of time before waldo gets spotted

Pulled out of the crowd and martyred, a good old fashioned stonin

My children, the professional has left the fuckin buildin

Check check check check check one two

Until but for now

You cant get run at night

Curfews is issued in the daylight (repeat 3x)

[r.a. the rugged man] * [speaks over chorus vocals]

Yo yo, who the fuck think they know about this hip-hop shit?

These motherfuckin kids live this shit

Live they fuckin lives

Who the fuck you think you are? talkin bout this rap shit

These are the real motherfuckers (population control)

This is the real hip-hop shit

Some shit that none of yall faggot motherfuckers know about

Thats word life!

[bigg jus]

The daylight goblin, even in the nights we rip shit up ("bless my soul!")

The two franchise players that make your whole squad look butt

Who brought the march madness competition til october

Got you thinking that shit became a bit little harder

These niggaz is fucking soldiers

Indelible mercenaries thats why ballin gets me on the nutsack

For the murderous intellect highly infections on contact

You need to come quicker than that

To snatch the cheddar from the mousetrap

Small timer, it takes crazy engineering

To fuck with anything from quantum physics to thought transmitters

Next up be that over .400 switch hitter

Out the park kingpin dave couldnt do justice ("bless my soul!")

Pound for pound, it be these 2000 rap slugfests

Hardcore when future emcees fight future wars

But for now, Im fightin a squad of super-whores

Butt-fucking invincible coflow skills for take-out

Where you can get the beef broccoli with extra duck sauce

The quick draw, intend to keep cops reachin for the bearclaws

Come meet the coney island intruder hit the arts way after midnight

Had a scheme for a burner etched out tonight in graphite

Apply the same ideology of b-boys demented to the mic

And scratch the sounds like a quarter inch bolt broken off

Coflow, coming at you from every verse payola shit

Got stations blessin me off two thousand for every song minute

Secretly teach background vocals in r&b clinics

Until but for now

You cant get run at night

Curfews is issued in the daylight (repeat 3x)

[r.a. the rugged man] * [speaks over all other vocals]

Yo yo, this that mc shit

That shit talkin bout, every mc in this fuckin room is broke

Every one of em

We do this shit for the love of the music

Thats word up, yo yo yo

Check this, ? backers

Whens the last time you battled somebody you faggot motherfucker?

Yo yo, yo company flow in the house

Yo, yo yo, yeah, eh-heh, a-hah, rugged man, hah

[el-p]

Population control..

Population control..

[bigg jus]

Coflow, 1997, population control, servin niggaz

[el-p]

Population control..

Population control.. ("bless my soul!")

Population control..

Population control..

Population control..

("bless my soul!")

("hello, whats this? ")

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Company Flow - Population Control [el-p] You and your whole fuckin canned groove itll end tepid So when I pearl harbor dont let me catch you intrepid Im tellin you the wishbone been broke in my favor, crumbcake your mistake Enterprise and see indelible, the number one feel-bad crew of the season Just give me one reason to splash I shall lower the flag half mast, take time to wallow Company flow the toughest penis sucky sucky So of course in an attempt to defend you end up unkempt Plus this agent get orange E-l-p-f-c-f rock for you First cousin to sleep, red dye number five be the potion Enter subterrean water from gem of fate like stop motion Best to get ak-a-nickulous Our masks arent intangible Auto man verse mandible We answer to no one, we 911 Silent alarm this is harm fear the duck of learning El-p phase through these walls like vision Choked in the shallow water, a bad executive decision Release the crack and please put down your skin flutes How could ya... motherfuckers think ya... To this mercenary sunblock 2000 burner All of your knowledge is truant Unlearn all of the shit Then in overtime you become fluent, sell the fuckin store After I present enter the spectrum your careers never no more Enter the rectum And at twilight well skip stones and laugh about your poems But a blood-red book when the others got funcrushed is a spot The terror fabulously gets hot Co flow mossie, walt disney meets kaiser soze There will be no grand comebacks unless lazarus or kotter Inflicted bitch styles indicate with stigmata When locked in a box but you cant say jack Trying to paint them fucking red doors black Like that spilled milk spoiled While bill gates and ted turner rub each other down with olive oils Company flow, fuck please Bitch put away the fuckin piteous punchlines Blue blockers break under the red light, belittled by my design I dont try to be different I am So inevitably my style will survive when your now turns to then El-p, vastly crapaphobic 3-2-1 contact, never no more thats the promise You hold toast, well I hold thomas Golden nooks and crannies Win my ticket raffled off the recycled thought shoppin spree winner Congratu-fucking-lations, I dropped it now you got it But its only a matter of time before waldo gets spotted Pulled out of the crowd and martyred, a good old fashioned stonin My children, the professional has left the fuckin buildin Check check check check check one two Until but for now You cant get run at night Curfews is issued in the daylight (repeat 3x) [r.a. the rugged man] * [speaks over chorus vocals] Yo yo, who the fuck think they know about this hip-hop shit? These motherfuckin kids live this shit Live they fuckin lives Who the fuck you think you are? talkin bout this rap shit These are the real motherfuckers (population control) This is the real hip-hop shit Some shit that none of yall faggot motherfuckers know about Thats word life! [bigg jus] The daylight goblin, even in the nights we rip shit up ("bless my soul!") The two franchise players that make your whole squad look butt Who brought the march madness competition til october Got you thinking that shit became a bit little harder These niggaz is fucking soldiers Indelible mercenaries thats why ballin gets me on the nutsack For the murderous intellect highly infections on contact You need to come quicker than that To snatch the cheddar from the mousetrap Small timer, it takes crazy engineering To fuck with anything from quantum physics to thought transmitters Next up be that over .400 switch hitter Out the park kingpin dave couldnt do justice ("bless my soul!") Pound for pound, it be these 2000 rap slugfests Hardcore when future emcees fight future wars But for now, Im fightin a squad of super-whores Butt-fucking invincible coflow skills for take-out Where you can get the beef broccoli with extra duck sauce The quick draw, intend to keep cops reachin for the bearclaws Come meet the coney island intruder hit the arts way after midnight Had a scheme for a burner etched out tonight in graphite Apply the same ideology of b-boys demented to the mic And scratch the sounds like a quarter inch bolt broken off Coflow, coming at you from every verse payola shit Got stations blessin me off two thousand for every song minute Secretly teach background vocals in r&b clinics Until but for now You cant get run at night Curfews is issued in the daylight (repeat 3x) [r.a. the rugged man] * [speaks over all other vocals] Yo yo, this that mc shit That shit talkin bout, every mc in this fuckin room is broke Every one of em We do this shit for the love of the music Thats word up, yo yo yo Check this, ? backers Whens the last time you battled somebody you faggot motherfucker? Yo yo, yo company flow in the house Yo, yo yo, yeah, eh-heh, a-hah, rugged man, hah [el-p] Population control.. Population control.. [bigg jus] Coflow, 1997, population control, servin niggaz [el-p] Population control.. Population control.. ("bless my soul!") Population control.. Population control.. Population control.. ("bless my soul!") ("hello, whats this? ") Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Population Control: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/21890.html Все тексты песен: Company Flow » Company Flow - Tragedy of War (In III Parts) » Company Flow - Bad Touch Example » Company Flow - Population Control » Company Flow - Bad Touch Example » Company Flow - Protective Custody » Company Flow - Krazy Kings » Company Flow - End to End Burners...Episode 2 » Company Flow - Krazy Kings » Company Flow - Collude/Intrude » Company Flow - Lune TNS » Company Flow - End to End Burners... 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