Текст (слова) песни: Canibus f Killah Priest, Kurupt, Ras Kas - 2000 B.C.

[Ras] The beginnin of the end niggaz!
[Can] Yeah, we gon` rock this shit forever
The alpha and the omega
The Canibus`ll make your eyes redder
FUCK y`all niggaz talkin bout cheddar
[Ras] Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
[Can] Four swordsmen
[Ras] From the land of the lost
[Can] Ras Kass, Killah Priest and Kurupt wit Can-i-bus
Throw your 4`s up or get your vocal cords cut MOTHERFUCKER
[Both] Wavin the four-four!

[Kurupt]
I`m headless nigga, but I packs a big piece
Blastin, they let assassins loose on the street
Murderous notes I wrote, I lacerate throats
I toss fire at niggaz; motherfuck the six
The condos is supposed to be flip bricks
All thirty-nine of your bitches, pretty-ass bitch nigga
I`ll throw some fucked up kicks on
Next is a small tank top, the spot, shot it up
Beat you in your face wit a rope knotted up
Cause we don`t give a fuck, the Headless Horseman Kurupt
See I`m off the wall nigga, Horsementality
I`m a Horseman nigga and that`s all I`ll be
See I`m tired of the sparkly shit, niggaz talkin shit
I wanna see the streets dark again
Let the heaters spark again, police callin all cars often
Powerful as a motherfuckin Vulcan
My specialty is - poetically lyrically energetically
ultramagnetically Dogg Pound pedigree
Fuck the shiny shit, fuck a bitch, only grimy shit
Dirty shit, holocaust in thirty-thirty shit
Missile flick assassin Sicilian
Kill women and kill men, and kidnap children
For vengeance in the name of the Horsemen
Slice your Achilles tendon, the Headless Horseman
And we abide by, the code of the streets
The makings of a real MC (C...C...C...C) yeah bitch!

[Canibus]
So just abide by what you ride by
cause we abide, by what we ride by
Just abide by what you ride by
cause we abide, by what we ride by

[Killah Priest]
What the fuck y`all done started; four apocalypic prophets
Appearin outta floatin objects, wearin Middle Eastern garments
Long trenchcoats with our hands in our pockets
Slappin all you scary-ass rap artists, half-retarded
Swear by our forefathers
Anything you speak, think, or show will be disregarded
Then I drag your frightened ass through the darkness
Bring you out the other side, as a carcas
I`m heartless, regardless if y`all claim to be Gods or Goddess
To me, y`all all garbage; I see all of y`all as movin targets
and my lyrics be the atomic rockets, cosmic vomic - spittin
Hittin at y`all Vietnam vets
wit military arms and bombs strapped to our chest
Castin meteor storms and comets
Now who wanna make the next ras comment
and be the first one left unconcious?
After I squeeze your head like the Charmin
Fuck around and see a lightning bolt around your throat
and squeeze till your head smoke from all the electric volts
Satanically sacrifice your ass like an occult
Have your seance inside of a dark synogogue
We was lyrically sent to y`all
like the Men of God to put a end to y`all
I sniff bites like dogs to get the scent of y`all
Horsemen, we be scorchin when we be walkin
with the power to put a graveyard inside a coffin

[Ras Kass]
Let`s air it out like the breeze
Now watch me do one-armed handstands
and hang these N-U-T`s over seven continents and seven seas
Streets is Lebanese
Be rockin Bulgari wrist watches and sniper marines
Most of these MC`s can`t even rap, just model and go gold
and get big-headed like they swallowin colleges
I spit empty gravesites, rap stars fill `em up
You what? Thirty, forty years old and still wack as fuck
Me? I ain`t even in my prime
When I write my dopest rhyme, Western civilization declines
Catch me hoppin off the A train in a New York state of mind
But I rep Westside, so I keep L.A. time
That`s a three-hour difference;
so when my bitch is a six, she`s really a nine
In seven days, she`d still be a dime
Call me Blaze Skywalker hittin jugular veins
Crack open your skull wit a paper weight and suck out your brains
Kiddo, I be doin my thug-thizzo for shizzo
And the wife of a careless man is almost a widow
so what`s happening, from P.I. to `99 Madden

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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: Canibus f Killah Priest, Kurupt, Ras Kas - 2000 B.C. [Ras] The beginnin of the end niggaz! [Can] Yeah, we gon` rock this shit forever The alpha and the omega The Canibus`ll make your eyes redder FUCK y`all niggaz talkin bout cheddar [Ras] Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen [Can] Four swordsmen [Ras] From the land of the lost [Can] Ras Kass, Killah Priest and Kurupt wit Can-i-bus Throw your 4`s up or get your vocal cords cut MOTHERFUCKER [Both] Wavin the four-four! [Kurupt] I`m headless nigga, but I packs a big piece Blastin, they let assassins loose on the street Murderous notes I wrote, I lacerate throats I toss fire at niggaz; motherfuck the six The condos is supposed to be flip bricks All thirty-nine of your bitches, pretty-ass bitch nigga I`ll throw some fucked up kicks on Next is a small tank top, the spot, shot it up Beat you in your face wit a rope knotted up Cause we don`t give a fuck, the Headless Horseman Kurupt See I`m off the wall nigga, Horsementality I`m a Horseman nigga and that`s all I`ll be See I`m tired of the sparkly shit, niggaz talkin shit I wanna see the streets dark again Let the heaters spark again, police callin all cars often Powerful as a motherfuckin Vulcan My specialty is - poetically lyrically energetically ultramagnetically Dogg Pound pedigree Fuck the shiny shit, fuck a bitch, only grimy shit Dirty shit, holocaust in thirty-thirty shit Missile flick assassin Sicilian Kill women and kill men, and kidnap children For vengeance in the name of the Horsemen Slice your Achilles tendon, the Headless Horseman And we abide by, the code of the streets The makings of a real MC (C...C...C...C) yeah bitch! [Canibus] So just abide by what you ride by cause we abide, by what we ride by Just abide by what you ride by cause we abide, by what we ride by [Killah Priest] What the fuck y`all done started; four apocalypic prophets Appearin outta floatin objects, wearin Middle Eastern garments Long trenchcoats with our hands in our pockets Slappin all you scary-ass rap artists, half-retarded Swear by our forefathers Anything you speak, think, or show will be disregarded Then I drag your frightened ass through the darkness Bring you out the other side, as a carcas I`m heartless, regardless if y`all claim to be Gods or Goddess To me, y`all all garbage; I see all of y`all as movin targets and my lyrics be the atomic rockets, cosmic vomic - spittin Hittin at y`all Vietnam vets wit military arms and bombs strapped to our chest Castin meteor storms and comets Now who wanna make the next ras comment and be the first one left unconcious? After I squeeze your head like the Charmin Fuck around and see a lightning bolt around your throat and squeeze till your head smoke from all the electric volts Satanically sacrifice your ass like an occult Have your seance inside of a dark synogogue We was lyrically sent to y`all like the Men of God to put a end to y`all I sniff bites like dogs to get the scent of y`all Horsemen, we be scorchin when we be walkin with the power to put a graveyard inside a coffin [Ras Kass] Let`s air it out like the breeze Now watch me do one-armed handstands and hang these N-U-T`s over seven continents and seven seas Streets is Lebanese Be rockin Bulgari wrist watches and sniper marines Most of these MC`s can`t even rap, just model and go gold and get big-headed like they swallowin colleges I spit empty gravesites, rap stars fill `em up You what? Thirty, forty years old and still wack as fuck Me? I ain`t even in my prime When I write my dopest rhyme, Western civilization declines Catch me hoppin off the A train in a New York state of mind But I rep Westside, so I keep L.A. time That`s a three-hour difference; so when my bitch is a six, she`s really a nine In seven days, she`d still be a dime Call me Blaze Skywalker hittin jugular veins Crack open your skull wit a paper weight and suck out your brains Kiddo, I be doin my thug-thizzo for shizzo And the wife of a careless man is almost a widow so what`s happening, from P.I. to `99 Madden Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни 2000 B.C.: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/22215.html Все тексты песен: Canibus f Killah Priest, Kurupt, Ras Kas » Canibus f Killah Priest, Kurupt, Ras Kas - Horsementality » Canibus f Killah Priest, Kurupt, Ras Kas - Horsementality » Canibus f Killah Priest, Kurupt, Ras Kas - 2000 B.C. » Canibus f Killah Priest, Kurupt, Ras Kas - 2000 B.C. 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