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Текст (слова) песни: Das Efx - Its Lik Dat



Intro/hook (x16):

Its lik dat yall

Verse 1: dray, books

Yeah check it, uhh, yeah, check it

Well check it out yall, its the maniac, lyrical brainiac so back the

Freak up

If niggas got some beef then *? goget? * boy had better speak up

Cos Im rippin this, my styles ridiculous, look how I word it

These niggas couldnt tell us they were jealous but I heard it

When they came and tried to tease, please you must be jokin

They tried to diss the kid, they got they [fuckin] bodies broken

For that rap [shit] cos black I smack [shit] from here to philly

I swallow up your crew then crack a brew and spark a philly

Cos youre bluffin like youre rougher, enough of that crap

Just meet me on the stage and lets see who can really rap

Cos if you really wanna battle, well thatd be the spot

So now I pass the mic so that my nigga books can rock

Three cheers, aiyo wiz, the mic guy groovy

If you step and watch that verse because that first one is a doosey

Then Im up next to squeeze, I got nuff expertise

For the roughnecks and gs, Im swingin somethin but the function

Kid, I amp up, recamp up, bust a hit squad stamp up

Do your [fuckin] vest up just to make a mess, umm

2-1 - use to run it wild with the youngn

The wrestlers, and just beneath the promise where Im from n

Hey sweet lookin, you need to peep what I got cookin

Since Im livin rough I gots ta give it up to brooklyn

Crews can kiss it up the garden with that work, Im just the dirt

Until its time for me to split, chill, I got to murd....

Hook (x16)

Verse 2: dray, skoob

Yeah yeah

Well comin back, its like Im eenie meenie, none of yall can see me

Cos yo Im disapearin, reappear like Im a genie

Yes, the lunatic so bust that tuna kick, its just a warning

Cos I could I go for mayor, to peer like ? ? ? ?

Im wicked, kick it sicker than your frame like its a tumor

I roll with pmd, so [motherfuckers] kill the rumour

Yall can never stop my flow cos yo there aint nobody looser

My turn will kiss the stone and that chick they call medusa

When I wreck [shit] Im on some neck [shit] because Im quicker, son

I run thru rappers like my name was harry dickerson

Now aint that a bitch, I switched up my pitch

So you can stay real kid, but ima stay rich

Aight, I kicks my style from brooklyn and some lipsy wanna test this

So Im sendin em to the showers by the powers that I invested in

The nutcracker blacker wear these guns to smack a phony

Ass backwards like crab, cheese and macaroni

Good grief, some try to rock it, g, they need to knock it itoff

They must be eatin gerbals cos that [shit] they dropped was sitoft

For worse or better, kid, I never let another serve me

Ill get flyer than that 23 on mr.jordans jersey

Crews be talkin bout they takin, cough it up just like they spit up

The night that they was [fuckin] theys lookin for some skins to hit up

Now I wait for solid scheme to bring the beat back

Cos its like to flip which makes my stylus free jack, believe that

1-2

Hook to fade

 

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