Текст (слова) песни: Lootpack - Episodes

*radio skipping*

Episode #1: kazi & madlib

[kazi]

Im down with all the illest, aint no crabs all around me

So put your head together, you still couldnt find me

Where I be and how I live is ill

[madlib]

Hey yo, niggas always talkin bout there shit is real

"i gotta flex with a lex in my video"

Thats what half of these rappers be thinking in every city, yo

[kazi]

Yeah, you wanna fight dont ya, you wanna bite dont ya?

The involvement of a new coast is here

To take your soul, rearrange it with flows

Youre unknown, come across our line, you get blown

Too many bids, aint no puttin together

Restorin your body parts, leaving the rest for whatever

[madlib]

You talking bout you wanna freestyle, you wanna flow

But your flow be like oil and water, it dont mix

And you dont even know youre waiting for your rhyme fix

But my mind sticks, my rhyme hits, your mind gets

Amputated, cuz your style aint even hip hop related

*scratches*

[kazi]

This be the kazi, my niggas call me kaz

How does it feel to be mixed up and lost?

First of all, you shouldnt have bit the next rapper

Now your minds confused, you lose, talkin bout you paid dues

[madlib]

Slay crews, when you aint even at phase two

Talking about take two? you only get one take

Yo, my boys just run fakes, run ya out of my estates

Plus they just might take ya papes, plus you wont remember no plates

So dont have no mistakes, steppin over this way

[kazi]

Second to last, but not least, hey yo, kazis here to rip it

Ill take mcs, tie em up, and then split

Its like this, yo Im up on some bliz

Total techniques for the hip hop kids

[madlib]

Yo we puttin the lid on ya, if youre wack youre a goner

Cuz we on a war path, droppin math cuz we only wanna

Keep this hip hop real, innovatin new styles

Takin out wack mcs by the piles, for real

*radio skippping*

Episode #2: gods gift

I have no strings to hold me down

Beware of the tupperware

Its the limited edition, prime series hum via tell a sport brain

Who came complete with all terrain capabilities

Track trail blazing a path of traveling freely

Beyond the vanity of border ampedence hindering

Progress intending to enhance those plagued with

Recessive styles, relying on primal rage

Disengaged pushing trivial, unimportant material

Virtually there, but still visually impaired

Point of views defusing the output of ya outlook

Confusing ya confidence, cuz you dwell on surface knowledge

Dig deeper into my speech or the only way youll learn

Is to have a translator explain my rhymes in laymans terms

We now have confirmation, pure order has swarmed

Like locusts consuming all vegetation

Into waste land fills fresh water wells seeping

Poisonous corrosion as a business proposition

Exposing flesh in nuclear explosions

Forming glowing boils at the point of contact of deforming

The surviving population as mass retations

Resulting from advanced hip hop experimentations

On the island of madlib monroe

Cdp pouring beats down your throat that dissolve your vital organs

*radio skipping*

Episode #3: declaime

Im cool with who I be, lyric slanger from cdp

Got shit locked up like slaves out at sea

Ya lost to the way I come across at all costs, I must get mine

Suck up all the sunrays and then outshine

Till I blind all eyesights all over the planet

When I rhyme right, I outstand it

Cool with my ways, so chilled that most cant stand it

Yall knows me, the rhyme wise who stays high

With fortys in my lap bust that old school boom bap

All over this map, for I be that down ass, south cali poet,

Ya know it to be the d-e-c-l-a-i-m-e,

Doin my thang in this ring

Knockin niggas down with what I bring

Crazy chaos your way off

So swing ya partners are around

Do the hump to my sound

Fuck it, all panties down to ya ankles

Bending back ass over microphone entangles

Strangles all ya got chokes like chronic smoke

Ill take a toke and pass it to all my niggas,

To all my niggas...take two and pass

*radio skipping*

Episode #4: medaphoar & oh no

Chorus: medaphoar

Everyday its like a level in this game that we live

Gotta struggle to survive, thats why some mcs get blitzed

Situations got your mind in control, thats how you roll

But dont step to m-e-d, because your rhymes will be fold

[medaphoar]

Straight in all black on the attack be medaphoar so freeze back

So rappin imitators get peeled back when Im in combat

I got them rhymes to make ya shake the spot when medaphoars near

My rhymes been set to blow up different spots so mcs stand clear

I fear no mcs alive because my dangerous rhyme

Survives battles worldwide, until my cities recognize

For every rhyme thats built to self destruct three seconds after the buck

Niggas better duck, or take that risk to get stuck

Its this do or die mentality that keeps ya mouth frying

Sippin on the e&j and smoking blunts stuffed with hawaiian chronic

For my homey shack in sb, rhymes on the shiesty

Niggas on the run when medaphoar is on the gun

Mcs out to get me from all of the battles I won

Med, comin from the west, so represents where Im from

Lyrically I got your block locked when I drop this hip hop

Fresh out the west to twist you up because the rhyme dont stop

Chorus: oh no

Cuz everyday its like a level in this game that we live

Gotta struggle to survive, thats why some mcs get blitzed

Situations got your mind in control, thats how you roll

But dont step to oh no, because your rhymes will be fold

[oh no]

In this game, I aint trying to see that wack rhyme bacteria

Thats some next shit, material starts external

But also interior when yall frauds claim imperial

Breaking down your inferior while you listen to your superior

Some niggas know me as "oh no"

But in reverse in ya in the middle, Im "on ya ho"

So slow your roll because I fold emcees like rhumatism

Syndrome and break em down like compression when I be up in em

I skip more mcs than scratch compilations cds

To have your speech in verbal poetical lyrical oddities

The hearts cold to make hell freeze, slash hot like a flame

I spread like dead grass up in the hills so run for your ass

Im known as assassin from the west livin it up

Kaliwild shakin up the best, messin em up

This niggas known as medaphoar and I be the disrupt

Vocally tearing you up from the ground up

*radio skipping*

Episode #5: wild child

Chorus: wild child

When you bust that rhythmic freestyle flow to be that abstract

You bust back flips, lyrically youll get asked that

Is yall crew rally all that when you bump that

Track by lootpack, ya like "they off the hook, cat"

[wild child]

Focus, wild child representative of hip hop, top 10 niggas get mopped 10 times

My rhymes will transform into 30 thin lines cuz I feep im

The responsible obstacle

For you non-freestyling mcs kickin lots of bull

I rock shit till the eucalyptus

Flaunt it like, haunt ya mic to the point ya mic tells you,

"you cant rip this" Ill get it exited and, get the crowd hyped and

Slap you up with my right hand and

Find out youre a little white man with a slight tan

Wild childll take ya ass out like lightning

Fresh in the flesh, steadily enlighting this mic

The fact that you lack the respect, got the mad knack of incompetence

Step to jack and get smacked to lower your whole lack of confidence

Ya bros out there know you have no composure

You unnoticibly slide to the back of thee

Open mic session with ya little wack faculty

Thirty minutes, prior to getting there, claiming you had the knack to be

The dopest mc, that was the most inactively

Statement you ever said to jack, you see

The day you took hip hop into ya hands was an act of lunacy

So, if ya feel me, yo if ya feel me, party people say it

"la la la la", come on, come on, come on, come on...

My people say "la la la la"

Chorus: wild child

When you bust that rhythmic freestyle flow to be that abstract

You bust back flips, lyrically youll get asked that

Is yall crew rally all that when you bump that

Track by lootpack, ya like "they off the hook, cat"

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The involvement of a new coast is here To take your soul, rearrange it with flows Youre unknown, come across our line, you get blown Too many bids, aint no puttin together Restorin your body parts, leaving the rest for whatever [madlib] You talking bout you wanna freestyle, you wanna flow But your flow be like oil and water, it dont mix And you dont even know youre waiting for your rhyme fix But my mind sticks, my rhyme hits, your mind gets Amputated, cuz your style aint even hip hop related scratches [kazi] This be the kazi, my niggas call me kaz How does it feel to be mixed up and lost? First of all, you shouldnt have bit the next rapper Now your minds confused, you lose, talkin bout you paid dues [madlib] Slay crews, when you aint even at phase two Talking about take two? you only get one take Yo, my boys just run fakes, run ya out of my estates Plus they just might take ya papes, plus you wont remember no plates So dont have no mistakes, steppin over this way [kazi] Second to last, but not least, hey yo, kazis here to rip it Ill take mcs, tie em up, and then split Its like this, yo Im up on some bliz Total techniques for the hip hop kids [madlib] Yo we puttin the lid on ya, if youre wack youre a goner Cuz we on a war path, droppin math cuz we only wanna Keep this hip hop real, innovatin new styles Takin out wack mcs by the piles, for real radio skippping Episode #2: gods gift I have no strings to hold me down Beware of the tupperware Its the limited edition, prime series hum via tell a sport brain Who came complete with all terrain capabilities Track trail blazing a path of traveling freely Beyond the vanity of border ampedence hindering Progress intending to enhance those plagued with Recessive styles, relying on primal rage Disengaged pushing trivial, unimportant material Virtually there, but still visually impaired Point of views defusing the output of ya outlook Confusing ya confidence, cuz you dwell on surface knowledge Dig deeper into my speech or the only way youll learn Is to have a translator explain my rhymes in laymans terms We now have confirmation, pure order has swarmed Like locusts consuming all vegetation Into waste land fills fresh water wells seeping Poisonous corrosion as a business proposition Exposing flesh in nuclear explosions Forming glowing boils at the point of contact of deforming The surviving population as mass retations Resulting from advanced hip hop experimentations On the island of madlib monroe Cdp pouring beats down your throat that dissolve your vital organs radio skipping Episode #3: declaime Im cool with who I be, lyric slanger from cdp Got shit locked up like slaves out at sea Ya lost to the way I come across at all costs, I must get mine Suck up all the sunrays and then outshine Till I blind all eyesights all over the planet When I rhyme right, I outstand it Cool with my ways, so chilled that most cant stand it Yall knows me, the rhyme wise who stays high With fortys in my lap bust that old school boom bap All over this map, for I be that down ass, south cali poet, Ya know it to be the d-e-c-l-a-i-m-e, Doin my thang in this ring Knockin niggas down with what I bring Crazy chaos your way off So swing ya partners are around Do the hump to my sound Fuck it, all panties down to ya ankles Bending back ass over microphone entangles Strangles all ya got chokes like chronic smoke Ill take a toke and pass it to all my niggas, To all my niggas...take two and pass radio skipping Episode #4: medaphoar & oh no Chorus: medaphoar Everyday its like a level in this game that we live Gotta struggle to survive, thats why some mcs get blitzed Situations got your mind in control, thats how you roll But dont step to m-e-d, because your rhymes will be fold [medaphoar] Straight in all black on the attack be medaphoar so freeze back So rappin imitators get peeled back when Im in combat I got them rhymes to make ya shake the spot when medaphoars near My rhymes been set to blow up different spots so mcs stand clear I fear no mcs alive because my dangerous rhyme Survives battles worldwide, until my cities recognize For every rhyme thats built to self destruct three seconds after the buck Niggas better duck, or take that risk to get stuck Its this do or die mentality that keeps ya mouth frying Sippin on the e&j and smoking blunts stuffed with hawaiian chronic For my homey shack in sb, rhymes on the shiesty Niggas on the run when medaphoar is on the gun Mcs out to get me from all of the battles I won Med, comin from the west, so represents where Im from Lyrically I got your block locked when I drop this hip hop Fresh out the west to twist you up because the rhyme dont stop Chorus: oh no Cuz everyday its like a level in this game that we live Gotta struggle to survive, thats why some mcs get blitzed Situations got your mind in control, thats how you roll But dont step to oh no, because your rhymes will be fold [oh no] In this game, I aint trying to see that wack rhyme bacteria Thats some next shit, material starts external But also interior when yall frauds claim imperial Breaking down your inferior while you listen to your superior Some niggas know me as "oh no" But in reverse in ya in the middle, Im "on ya ho" So slow your roll because I fold emcees like rhumatism Syndrome and break em down like compression when I be up in em I skip more mcs than scratch compilations cds To have your speech in verbal poetical lyrical oddities The hearts cold to make hell freeze, slash hot like a flame I spread like dead grass up in the hills so run for your ass Im known as assassin from the west livin it up Kaliwild shakin up the best, messin em up This niggas known as medaphoar and I be the disrupt Vocally tearing you up from the ground up radio skipping Episode #5: wild child Chorus: wild child When you bust that rhythmic freestyle flow to be that abstract You bust back flips, lyrically youll get asked that Is yall crew rally all that when you bump that Track by lootpack, ya like "they off the hook, cat" [wild child] Focus, wild child representative of hip hop, top 10 niggas get mopped 10 times My rhymes will transform into 30 thin lines cuz I feep im The responsible obstacle For you non-freestyling mcs kickin lots of bull I rock shit till the eucalyptus Flaunt it like, haunt ya mic to the point ya mic tells you, "you cant rip this" Ill get it exited and, get the crowd hyped and Slap you up with my right hand and Find out youre a little white man with a slight tan Wild childll take ya ass out like lightning Fresh in the flesh, steadily enlighting this mic The fact that you lack the respect, got the mad knack of incompetence Step to jack and get smacked to lower your whole lack of confidence Ya bros out there know you have no composure You unnoticibly slide to the back of thee Open mic session with ya little wack faculty Thirty minutes, prior to getting there, claiming you had the knack to be The dopest mc, that was the most inactively Statement you ever said to jack, you see The day you took hip hop into ya hands was an act of lunacy So, if ya feel me, yo if ya feel me, party people say it "la la la la", come on, come on, come on, come on... My people say "la la la la" Chorus: wild child When you bust that rhythmic freestyle flow to be that abstract You bust back flips, lyrically youll get asked that Is yall crew rally all that when you bump that Track by lootpack, ya like "they off the hook, cat" Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Episodes: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/8082.html Все тексты песен: Lootpack » Lootpack - Answers » Lootpack - Forever Beef » Lootpack - Stylewild » Lootpack - Whenimondamic » Lootpack - Episodes » Lootpack - Speaker Smashin » Lootpack - BBoy Theme » Lootpack - Wanna Test » Lootpack - Soundpieces: Da Antidote! » Lootpack - I Declare War » Lootpack - Likwit Fusion * » Lootpack - Level Zero » Lootpack - Crate Diggin » Lootpack - Weededed » Lootpack - Crate Diggin` » Lootpack - New Years Resolution » Lootpack - Female Request Line » Lootpack - Frenz Vs. 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