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La The Darkman - As The World Goes Round Şarkı Sözleri
[what up la the dark, the chef true scaped it right, scaped it right scaped it right like white burnin in hell [flip it up like a hell on doe] yeah! yeah! [word, word life la the dark, dig up to my man cuffed] verse one: raekwon the chef, [la the darkman] yo, yo, yo ay yo la, wats up son? ay yo you read the papers two columbian niggas hit these phony niggas and every routine chevy you call green had crazy hook up in that peice by old mean [the kids mad floor and where you had to go down killers be comin´ for your neck when you´re wearing a crown for five and eight cane kids ready to spray the cats got nine lives from around my way timb boots and over nore, two text by the door so when the popo come i can take ´em to war] same subject, text and royalty checks plus market in the drugs he pull mad respect i gotta get mine, blast mad nines on a regular fakin´ predator or player i mean this faker [who the rap mayor its me i´ll be the sprayer the docs in the realm you contemplate your prayers medior right eclipse takin´ in the nine-fifth all you gapin´ mc´s like pancakes you get flipt i got a thirty shot cliff had the grip and the hip a mad half warrior young tale from the cript, kid! chorus: as the world goes round yo it´s the same as they sayin´ [same junkies on the corners shootin´ shit in their vein] wats the deal black man must rise to the top [representin´ darkman with this real hip hop] interlude: and you don´t stop [and you don´t stop] yeah! [and you can´t] and you can´t stop [word up! word drop that style] verse two: la the darkman you only live once execute your dreams a third real triple beam wait out my skeam for the cream my soul cracks never cure relax now bared with wu-tang shit and lyrical facks young black back bastard from the concrete street and never leave an houn without strappin´ my hip keep peace and don p word life tiryque i saw the million dollar show cause i´m that dog p for a dog, for a spark ready to rip you apart i was born with a gold shield over my heart so don´t start none, it won´t be none i´m dominatin´ the screen my reign just begun i got more raw cut with the kids doin´ biz you can´t dig up my physical like a pyramid i´m wicked dunn star made la now ride switch to walk space fly like the starship enterprise chorus |
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