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drop dead lane - volume up كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: disclamer]
sick rhymes and lyrics are my motherf_cking trademark, realize it in a minute
when i mix this sh_t on top level you better fasten your seatbelt we’re gaining the light speed. destination is andromeda
our sp_ceship is completely set up
interstellar matter is what he’s made of
f_ck hesitation, believe me fella!
i’ve been tinkering this shuttle thinking that one day it would become a sheltеr for a lot of people overcoming troublеs
and i gave it a name of disclamer, i don’t
hide my f_ckin domain, apparent_
_ly my place of residence is the same, ain’t no motherf_cker force me to betray my values
i just don’t have enough time for that, ‘cause i perfectly adjusted my work_work balance!
some punk once upon a time sad i was a bum cause i’ve been dreaming of
becoming somebody i would never become, i was taken aback by his words, stopped for a moment, felt numb
came to my mother, she said f_ck him, what’s the point of being at the top of the bottom
i’d rather see you being at the bottom of top! now i’m done with this dumb motherf_cker
his mind’s in a mud
and mine is clean as a whistle
but i’m certainly not the person, who’s taking a mission of saving earth
at least until i became definitive edition of myself
purge the f_ckin dirt around me and deserve to be
called super_duper hero so i can emerge like a spider_man in front of innocent girl
second before violence happens to her and k!ll the f_cking nerd who f_cking tried to make her mature
preventing irreversible consequences
how many went to a mental hospital?
faced so much f_cking obstacles after sum like this happened to them?
sh_t you tell me that «mission impossible»?
you thinking, that sounds like a problem to me?
probably
but i got my sp_ceship here wound up, so you want to get in?
[chorus: disclamer & bigbes]
we can’t
(stay aside and)
hide the
(motherf_ckin’)
truth so
(better f_ckin’)
like it
(exactly)
or not
(better like it)
finally
(you’re exited)
silence
(sonorously breaking right now)
smithereens!

[hook: disclamer & bigbes]
when you hear us on the radio
see us in your telephone
sighted us on the tv_show _
volume up f_cking stereo!
when you hear us on the radio
see us in your telephone
sighted us on the tv_show _
volume up f_cking stereo!
[verse 2: bigbes]
no i ain’t gangster im not searching for wars
never shot in a man, but know how to use guns
new names in a game, better prepare to what comes!
outlaws!
we already in your head and that’s just how it goes!
my main plot, listen closer, daddy speaks once:
rap isn’t only ‘bout cops, guns, bloodz and nuts, c_cky gangs on a streets
it’s about crazy beats, it’s about strange interlasings, not k!lls
homie be still, i feel you will beg for refill, but we got enough sk!lls to
(force you break your neck, ya)
i like what i do, it becomes my passion
got so much things to say. (he skipped classes!)
never in my whole life i could even imagine me
rapping on such a high level
and i’m sure there’s one person just like me
on a street of his name, wishing to battle me
oh, sh_t, bro it’s gonn’ be h_ll of a ride
fun fact bro all we had to do is (just try!)
swat, cops, door pops, where’s arms? wrists, handcuffs!
tears gonn’ drop when we erupt!
want flows? got lots! so where’s the props?
what’s been up, dear fan? you enjoying the ride?
hope you’re not bored and satisfied
with two crazy motherf_ckers, who decided to write
to shine beacon bright so come closer
we won’t bite
[chorus: disclamer & bigbes]
we can’t
(stay aside and)
hide the
(motherf_ckin’)
truth so
(better f_ckin’)
like it
(exactly)
or not
(better like it)
finally
(you’re exited)
silence
(sonorously breaking right now)
go, go, go!

- drop dead lane

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