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 Corvosier
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, Cerwin 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 - Slumpy
» Defari - Keep it on the Rise
» Defari - Bionic 2
» Defari - 405 Fridays
» Defari - Killing Spree
» Defari - Ear Drums Pop (Remix)
» Defari - Hooks
» Defari - Peoples Choice
» Defari - High Times * THC
» Defari - Rimz Tirez
» Defari - No Clue
» Defari - Lowlands Anthem Pt 1
» Defari - Thunder Lightning
» Defari - Defari Freestyle
» Defari - Say it Twice 12"
» Defari - Juggle Me (For the DJ`s)
» Defari - Big Up
» Defari - Yes Indeed
» Defari - Look Into My Eyes


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 Corvosier 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, Cerwin 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/103/1/14803.html Все тексты песен: Defari » Defari - Gems » Defari - Slumpy » Defari - Keep it on the Rise » Defari - Bionic 2 » Defari - 405 Fridays » Defari - Killing Spree » Defari - Ear Drums Pop (Remix) » Defari - Hooks » Defari - Peoples Choice » Defari - High Times * THC » Defari - Rimz Tirez » Defari - No Clue » Defari - Lowlands Anthem Pt 1 » Defari - Thunder Lightning » Defari - Defari Freestyle » Defari - Say it Twice 12" » Defari - Juggle Me (For the DJ`s) » Defari - Big Up » Defari - Yes Indeed » Defari - Look Into My Eyes Рекомендуем скачать: » Дмитрий Бикчентаев, Геннадий Шпаликов - Я к вам травою прорасту... » Денис Курышев - Запах травы » Дина Баймухаметова - До рассвета тысячи миль... » ДДТ, Юрий Шевчук - Апокалипсис » Дима Билан - Всё равно найду » Дембельские песни - Друг Серега » Дмитрий Бочеко - Внезапно опустившись на колени... » Дубовый Гаайъ - Hе убивай на бумаге » Дмитрий Дугинов - Февраль » Демидыч - Я покинул дом родной » Дмитрий Воронков - Тунгусский метеорит » Дельфин - Весна » Дюмин Александр - Времечко » Дмитрий Бочеко - Увы » Дмитрий Воронков - Ходики » Дмитрий Гагуа - Сумасшедший, как есть » Дмитрий Воронков - Хронос » Дюмин Александр - Шпана » Денис Рыжов - Какой костёр, когда такое с неба?! » Дмитрий Бочеко - Мы палаточный наш городок – разобьем на краю Земли...
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