Текст (слова) песни: Gang Starr - Suckaz Need Bodyguards

MC`s be fakin` so now they get taken

Chorus:

Fake MC`s, they always act hard
But won`t walk the street without they bodyguard
I hate fake MC`s, they always act hard
But won`t walk the street without they bodyguard

Verse One:

MC`s I lay out like stiffs in the morgue
Praise the lord you`re in awe when I`m grippin the mic cord
Rhymes I rip with swift execution
One verse to coerce your girl to prostitution
The Guru is now the brother you fear and
beware when I`m making hits with premier and
Rolling to a spot near you, lyrics tear through
Chrome to your dome you better watch your rear view
Niggaz been held back too long we`re coming up
In the streets we roll alone so watch me running up
I`m summing up a mad posse of warriors
Night crusaders able to break down barriers
and bringing faces of death putting mc`s to rest
until there`s no fake chumps left
Run, step, yeah bounce nigga bounce
My rhyme`s a [cargo] when yours is just a quarter ounce

Chorus 4X

Verse Two:

Gangstarr boy and that`s beyond your comprehension
Mad brothers in every city you can feel the tension
To stop the killing wack mc`s must die
Who am ? I`m the substance that`ll make your third eye cry
Too potent, too high in intelligence quotient
when I unleash my speech I`ll have you punk rappers open
I won`t expose your names and your identities
You know you`re phoney get the fuck from in front of me
Hardcore fans are fed up from your folklore
Lines strip you raw and infect you like cold sores
and I hope you`re not the one that I`m after
Since the days of adidas I`ve been a true master

Chorus 4X

Verse Three:

I`ve been around punk but yo i still feel young
A few of my crew members like to pack guns
I`m high strung but don`t mistake me when I smile
I murder an entire rap chart with my freestyle
After the killing just like casper I`m ghost
Fakes thought I was friendly, at their wakes I was host
Toast without a gun you`d be done
Throw up your hands bitch and now you know you stand to lose one
Choose one metaphor and then choose another
Wax that ass like a bully have you calling your big brother
Although I`m five foot eight they call me sargeant
Got more hoes in my dick than you can fit in the garden
At Madison Square I shot a fair one
So many niggaz knew me that the kid wouldn`t dare run
MC`s pay cash to ensure their safety
They know they can`t take me; the G-A-N-G, you crazy?
I be on them like a message from god
Knowledge of self while fake mc`s play hard

Chorus 4X

Outro (2X):

Fake mc`s they always act hard
I`m not a sucker so I don`t need a bodyguard

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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: Gang Starr - Suckaz Need Bodyguards MC`s be fakin` so now they get taken Chorus: Fake MC`s, they always act hard But won`t walk the street without they bodyguard I hate fake MC`s, they always act hard But won`t walk the street without they bodyguard Verse One: MC`s I lay out like stiffs in the morgue Praise the lord you`re in awe when I`m grippin the mic cord Rhymes I rip with swift execution One verse to coerce your girl to prostitution The Guru is now the brother you fear and beware when I`m making hits with premier and Rolling to a spot near you, lyrics tear through Chrome to your dome you better watch your rear view Niggaz been held back too long we`re coming up In the streets we roll alone so watch me running up I`m summing up a mad posse of warriors Night crusaders able to break down barriers and bringing faces of death putting mc`s to rest until there`s no fake chumps left Run, step, yeah bounce nigga bounce My rhyme`s a [cargo] when yours is just a quarter ounce Chorus 4X Verse Two: Gangstarr boy and that`s beyond your comprehension Mad brothers in every city you can feel the tension To stop the killing wack mc`s must die Who am ? I`m the substance that`ll make your third eye cry Too potent, too high in intelligence quotient when I unleash my speech I`ll have you punk rappers open I won`t expose your names and your identities You know you`re phoney get the fuck from in front of me Hardcore fans are fed up from your folklore Lines strip you raw and infect you like cold sores and I hope you`re not the one that I`m after Since the days of adidas I`ve been a true master Chorus 4X Verse Three: I`ve been around punk but yo i still feel young A few of my crew members like to pack guns I`m high strung but don`t mistake me when I smile I murder an entire rap chart with my freestyle After the killing just like casper I`m ghost Fakes thought I was friendly, at their wakes I was host Toast without a gun you`d be done Throw up your hands bitch and now you know you stand to lose one Choose one metaphor and then choose another Wax that ass like a bully have you calling your big brother Although I`m five foot eight they call me sargeant Got more hoes in my dick than you can fit in the garden At Madison Square I shot a fair one So many niggaz knew me that the kid wouldn`t dare run MC`s pay cash to ensure their safety They know they can`t take me; the G-A-N-G, you crazy? I be on them like a message from god Knowledge of self while fake mc`s play hard Chorus 4X Outro (2X): Fake mc`s they always act hard I`m not a sucker so I don`t need a bodyguard Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Suckaz Need Bodyguards: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/106/1/10483.html Все тексты песен: Gang Starr » Gang Starr - In Memory Of... » Gang Starr - B.I. vs. Friendship » Gang Starr - She Knowz What She Wants » Gang Starr - Conspiracy » Gang Starr - The Planet » Gang Starr - What I`m Here 4 » Gang Starr - Playtawin » Gang Starr - F.A.L.A. » Gang Starr - Suckaz Need Bodyguards » Gang Starr - Comin` for Datazz » Gang Starr - Next Time » Gang Starr - Street Ministry » Gang Starr - B.Y.S. » Gang Starr - Now You`re Mine » Gang Starr - Soliloquy of Chaos » Gang Starr - The Place Where We Dwell » Gang Starr - Hardcore Composer » Gang Starr - The Mall » Gang Starr - The Rep Grows Bigga » Gang Starr - Blowin` Up The Spot Рекомендуем скачать: » Фидошные песни - Поэма о ламерках » Филипп Киркоров - Примадонна » Фристайл - Крутой » Филипп Киркоров - Шелковая нить » Фабрика - Лёлик » Фристайл - Белая береза » Филипп Киркоров - Пташечка » Фролова Елена - Узнаю твое имя во всех языках » Филипп Киркоров - Джалма (Ф.Киркоров + М.Распутина) » Филипп Киркоров - Килиманджаро » Филипп Киркоров - Я поднимаю свой бокал » Филипп Киркоров - Сумасшедший вечер » Фристайл - Последняя свеча » Филипп Киркоров - Помню я, старушка-няня (ночь) » Филипп Киркоров - Сюзанн » Фрейдкин Марк - ЧОРТКОВ-МАРШ » Филипп Киркоров - Днем и ночью » Фабрика - Заболела тобой » Фидошные песни - DOS, который построил Майк » Феликс Даллада - Ничего я от тебя не хочу...
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