Текст (слова) песни: Epmd - Rampage

Slow down baby uhh

Slow down baby uhh

You can get rugged, though, hard like P

Trying to play my man but you couldn`t touch me

You faggot to comp rapper on a quest

You get your head flown, boy you must be smokin` ses

So many often wonder if MDs paid

You`re goddamn right, punk, stay outta my way

`Cause I clock Gs while you clock Zs

And I don`t smoke crack, I smoke M.C.s

So pick up a pen, cop a squat, and take notes

A rapper suffred from bleeding, sprains and slit throats

My style deadly psychopath or schizophrenic

Rapper choke like a curburetor, freeze up, and panic

`Cause I clock pesos, don`t sell ileyo

Another name for cocaine, mi amigo

That`s Spanish terminology for friend

Now sit back and rub my bozack as I send

Bass funk with beats that thump

Kickers and amps cold lined up in my trunk

My system cranking, my headlights are blinkin`

Brother ridin` my tip, L, at the same time thinkin`

Damn, how could a brother be so nice

`Cause I`m the capital E-P twice M-D-E twice

I choose to squeeze, some choose to fight

I like to write but then again some bite

While you were bangin` on tables, I was bangin` Snow White

Yeah slow down baby

The ripper, the master, the overlordian

Playing M.C.s like a old accordion

I get the inspiration from a necessary station

Them sayin` I was vacationin`

You can`t cope with your weak-ass throat

Tryin` `a sneak a peak in while I freak the notes

Major M.C.s become minor B flats

So retire the mike, get your chains and your bats

Here`s your chance to advance, gettin` your stance

I`m `a shoot the holster off your cowboy pants

Pure entertainment, tonight`s your arraignment

You`re quilty, face down on the pavement

No holds barred, it`s time to get scarred

You and your squad better praise the real god

The undertaker droppin` thunder on fakers

When it comes to lyrics I`m as freaky as Seka

So lay the mike down slow and careful

`Cause mine is fully loaded and I have another handful

A clip to slip in and start rippin`

Divin` and dippin` and givin` punks a whippin`

Just in case you wanna go a few rounds and so

I`m down so that you clowns will know

Me gettin` burnt or hurt won`t be tolerated

I got rhymes up the (huh) forget it, I`m constipated

Yeah slow down baby

When I come around homeboy, watch your nugget

I master on the beat down, my style`s rugged

When I attack the microphone, close the zone

Rap sees danger, can`t roam

Security is packed and wall to wall can`t fall

A rap tank is full so I can`t stall

My microphone is filled with premium

Any whack M.C. that flexes, I`m creamin` `em

Not with lotion, bust the motion, flotation

When I`m rockin` the mike I`m like coastin`

Underneath fatigue at my peak

You still seek the style `cause yours is extra weak

New method, rip the stage at my age and get loose and kick

Like Bruce in a rage-I`m on a rampage

Yeah slow down baby

Slow down baby

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Все тексты песен: Epmd
» Epmd - Do Your Thing
» Epmd - The Funk
» Epmd - So What Cha Sayin
» Epmd - Its My Thing
» Epmd - ShadвЊ¦г„Іг¬· Business
» Epmd - Kim
» Epmd - Get the Bozack
» Epmd - Set It Off
» Epmd - I`m Housin`
» Epmd - The Fan
» Epmd - Freak Out
» Epmd - Chill
» Epmd - Let the Funk Flow
» Epmd - It`s Time 2 Party
» Epmd - Back to The Rap
» Epmd - Check 1, 2
» Epmd - Its Time 2 Party
» Epmd - Back in Business
» Epmd - Never Seen Before
» Epmd - The Fan


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: Epmd - Rampage Slow down baby uhh Slow down baby uhh You can get rugged, though, hard like P Trying to play my man but you couldn`t touch me You faggot to comp rapper on a quest You get your head flown, boy you must be smokin` ses So many often wonder if MDs paid You`re goddamn right, punk, stay outta my way `Cause I clock Gs while you clock Zs And I don`t smoke crack, I smoke M.C.s So pick up a pen, cop a squat, and take notes A rapper suffred from bleeding, sprains and slit throats My style deadly psychopath or schizophrenic Rapper choke like a curburetor, freeze up, and panic `Cause I clock pesos, don`t sell ileyo Another name for cocaine, mi amigo That`s Spanish terminology for friend Now sit back and rub my bozack as I send Bass funk with beats that thump Kickers and amps cold lined up in my trunk My system cranking, my headlights are blinkin` Brother ridin` my tip, L, at the same time thinkin` Damn, how could a brother be so nice `Cause I`m the capital E-P twice M-D-E twice I choose to squeeze, some choose to fight I like to write but then again some bite While you were bangin` on tables, I was bangin` Snow White Yeah slow down baby The ripper, the master, the overlordian Playing M.C.s like a old accordion I get the inspiration from a necessary station Them sayin` I was vacationin` You can`t cope with your weak-ass throat Tryin` `a sneak a peak in while I freak the notes Major M.C.s become minor B flats So retire the mike, get your chains and your bats Here`s your chance to advance, gettin` your stance I`m `a shoot the holster off your cowboy pants Pure entertainment, tonight`s your arraignment You`re quilty, face down on the pavement No holds barred, it`s time to get scarred You and your squad better praise the real god The undertaker droppin` thunder on fakers When it comes to lyrics I`m as freaky as Seka So lay the mike down slow and careful `Cause mine is fully loaded and I have another handful A clip to slip in and start rippin` Divin` and dippin` and givin` punks a whippin` Just in case you wanna go a few rounds and so I`m down so that you clowns will know Me gettin` burnt or hurt won`t be tolerated I got rhymes up the (huh) forget it, I`m constipated Yeah slow down baby When I come around homeboy, watch your nugget I master on the beat down, my style`s rugged When I attack the microphone, close the zone Rap sees danger, can`t roam Security is packed and wall to wall can`t fall A rap tank is full so I can`t stall My microphone is filled with premium Any whack M.C. that flexes, I`m creamin` `em Not with lotion, bust the motion, flotation When I`m rockin` the mike I`m like coastin` Underneath fatigue at my peak You still seek the style `cause yours is extra weak New method, rip the stage at my age and get loose and kick Like Bruce in a rage-I`m on a rampage Yeah slow down baby Slow down baby Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Rampage: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/104/1/10713.html Все тексты песен: Epmd » Epmd - Do Your Thing » Epmd - The Funk » Epmd - So What Cha Sayin » Epmd - Its My Thing » Epmd - ShadвЊ¦г„Іг¬· Business » Epmd - Kim » Epmd - Get the Bozack » Epmd - Set It Off » Epmd - I`m Housin` » Epmd - The Fan » Epmd - Freak Out » Epmd - Chill » Epmd - Let the Funk Flow » Epmd - It`s Time 2 Party » Epmd - Back to The Rap » Epmd - Check 1, 2 » Epmd - Its Time 2 Party » Epmd - Back in Business » Epmd - Never Seen Before » Epmd - The Fan Рекомендуем скачать: » Шура, Shura - Холодная Луна-2 » Шамиль Абряров - Коктебель » Шура - Вечность » Шао? Бао! - Танцы под радио » Шухрат Хусаинов - Посвящение замерзшему дому » Шухрат Хусаинов - Как кобра, яд свой пережив... » Шура, Shura - Зимушка » Шелег Михаил - БЕЛАЯ ВОРОНА » Шура, Shura - Вечность » Шухрат Хусаинов - Я любовью звал то, что нравится... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Ученик волшебника (сага) » Шура, Shura - День за окном » Шамиль Абряров - Колыбельная » Шухрат Хусаинов - В миг, когда еще не ждем... » Шуфутинский Михаил - Море, море » Шухрат Хусаинов - Мы пылали где-то, в чьем-то костре... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Время идет, а шедевры не пишутся... » Шура, Shura - День за окном » Шуфутинский Михаил - Вязаный жакет » Шура, Shura - Не говори о любви
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