Текст (слова) песни: Defari - Keep It On The Rise

[Defari]
I got the funky feel like B Real
I put "all in your head up" [B Real] wit the pure raw skill
Franklins are my favorite bills
No hands my favorite type of windmills
Only now and then do I drink champagne
Like I said in Big Up I strictly fucks wit Covasea
You glamorous rappers are too sweet
Wit your rececycled beats and your styles that put me to sleep
I`d rather listen to some Brant Green
Authentic, not like you, got real meaning
I`m like the low-ridas, I like the oldies
You know songs, like Agony and Ecstacy by Smokey
You`s a phony, I heard your single
Corny, like a thirty-second jingle
Here comes the master of paragraphs on phonographs
Every letter, etched and sketched like an ancient tag
You know my heiroglyph, I got a higher gift
You`s a passenger tryin but never be a pilot

[Chorus] 2x
"Aiyyo enough`s enough" [Fat Joe]
Word up, I don`t front
I just keep it on the rise, and give you what you want

[Defari]
(What you need)
Here, don`t fear peep this
Step inside my mentals, bare witness to a lyricist
Skilled technician, rhythmous technique
Advanced speak, I put mics in condition
The streets always like hard beats
That shit that make you move your neck when you`re in car seats
My star fleet, Likwit family
You Sorry, like that game from Milton-Bradley
Bound by honor, rollin mad bags of skama
I`ve never been the one for the Jerry Springer drama
Not an actor, just the greastest multiple factor
This rap game`s like a computer, and I`m a hacker
Linebacker, wit hits that hit like LT
Watch the blitz, you`ll get a Joe Theisman injury
What`s all the glitter gear, meanwhile I wear and tear
For fanfare, while you rock eye liner and mascare

Chorus 4x

[Defari]
(See what you need)
When it comes to real lyrics I know you can`t hang
Word to Tash, I`m from Killa Cali where niggas gangbang
Plus slang more than words, nouns and verbs
But pure crystal lah, lah meazy herbs
You couldn`t enter the saloon where brothas despise bafoons
You`re funny-style, this ain`t no cartoon
This is Hard Earned dues, word to Guru and Premier
I`m more than ten years deep, but now it`s my year
"Aiyyo enough`s enough"
Aiyyo Herut`s been long overdue
But instead these labels and fans have been fuckin wit the likes of you
Yo don`t mistake them, I`m not no hater
Just a truth-sayer, serve when Vega woofer shaker
A plees blower, live show flower
Wit lyrics that`ll blaze a whole crowd like a flame thrower

Chorus 4x

"Aiyyo enough`s enough"
Word up, I don`t front
I give you what you want, what you need
(I give you want you want)
(I don`t front) (What you need)

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» Defari - For the Love
» Defari - Thunder Lightning
» Defari - No Clue
» Defari - Focused Daily
» Defari - 405 Friday`s
» Defari - Hooks
» Defari - Checkstand 3
» Defari - Some L.A. Niggaz
» Defari - Lowlands Anthem Pt 1
» Defari - Joyride
» Defari - Gems
» Defari - Bionic
» Defari - No Clue
» Defari - Lowlands Anthem Pt. 1
» Defari - Ear Drums Pop
» Defari - Keep It On The Rise
» Defari - Killing Spree
» Defari - Loud Clear
» Defari - Rimz Tirez


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: Defari - Keep It On The Rise [Defari] I got the funky feel like B Real I put "all in your head up" [B Real] wit the pure raw skill Franklins are my favorite bills No hands my favorite type of windmills Only now and then do I drink champagne Like I said in Big Up I strictly fucks wit Covasea You glamorous rappers are too sweet Wit your rececycled beats and your styles that put me to sleep I`d rather listen to some Brant Green Authentic, not like you, got real meaning I`m like the low-ridas, I like the oldies You know songs, like Agony and Ecstacy by Smokey You`s a phony, I heard your single Corny, like a thirty-second jingle Here comes the master of paragraphs on phonographs Every letter, etched and sketched like an ancient tag You know my heiroglyph, I got a higher gift You`s a passenger tryin but never be a pilot [Chorus] 2x "Aiyyo enough`s enough" [Fat Joe] Word up, I don`t front I just keep it on the rise, and give you what you want [Defari] (What you need) Here, don`t fear peep this Step inside my mentals, bare witness to a lyricist Skilled technician, rhythmous technique Advanced speak, I put mics in condition The streets always like hard beats That shit that make you move your neck when you`re in car seats My star fleet, Likwit family You Sorry, like that game from Milton-Bradley Bound by honor, rollin mad bags of skama I`ve never been the one for the Jerry Springer drama Not an actor, just the greastest multiple factor This rap game`s like a computer, and I`m a hacker Linebacker, wit hits that hit like LT Watch the blitz, you`ll get a Joe Theisman injury What`s all the glitter gear, meanwhile I wear and tear For fanfare, while you rock eye liner and mascare Chorus 4x [Defari] (See what you need) When it comes to real lyrics I know you can`t hang Word to Tash, I`m from Killa Cali where niggas gangbang Plus slang more than words, nouns and verbs But pure crystal lah, lah meazy herbs You couldn`t enter the saloon where brothas despise bafoons You`re funny-style, this ain`t no cartoon This is Hard Earned dues, word to Guru and Premier I`m more than ten years deep, but now it`s my year "Aiyyo enough`s enough" Aiyyo Herut`s been long overdue But instead these labels and fans have been fuckin wit the likes of you Yo don`t mistake them, I`m not no hater Just a truth-sayer, serve when Vega woofer shaker A plees blower, live show flower Wit lyrics that`ll blaze a whole crowd like a flame thrower Chorus 4x "Aiyyo enough`s enough" Word up, I don`t front I give you what you want, what you need (I give you want you want) (I don`t front) (What you need) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Keep It On The Rise: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/14783.html Все тексты песен: Defari » Defari - Take the Weight of My Hand » Defari - For the Love » Defari - Thunder Lightning » Defari - No Clue » Defari - Focused Daily » Defari - 405 Friday`s » Defari - Hooks » Defari - Checkstand 3 » Defari - Some L.A. Niggaz » Defari - Lowlands Anthem Pt 1 » Defari - Joyride » Defari - Gems » Defari - Bionic » Defari - No Clue » Defari - Lowlands Anthem Pt. 1 » Defari - Ear Drums Pop » Defari - Keep It On The Rise » Defari - Killing Spree » Defari - Loud Clear » Defari - Rimz Tirez Рекомендуем скачать: » Шуфутинский Михаил - Вязаный жакет » Шура, Shura - Мы разные » Шухрат Хусаинов - Посвящение городу » Шухрат Хусаинов - Вертикалка » Шамиль Абряров - Медленный день » Шамиль Абряров - Ах, откровенно петь и плакать... » Шуфутинский Михаил - Помолчим » Шелег Михаил - ВОЛЯ » Шухрат Хусаинов - Ах, детство мое, где все фильмы про наших... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Посвящение Зинуру » Шумов Василий [Центр] - Голографический имидж » Шамиль Абряров - На самом волнующем месте » Шухрат Хусаинов, Зинур Миналиев - Монолог Шарика » Шапиро Александр - Вы сейчас далеко » Шухрат Хусаинов - Подхватиться в осенней ночи, одеяло отбросить... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Под удары склянок, свист такелажный... » Шура - Мы разные » Шухрат Хусаинов - Мне было восемнадцать » Шамиль Абряров - Давай сыграем в ту войну... » Шystein Sunde - Super SS Rally GT Fastback Hardtop Sprint
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