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rufus blaq – flame on (feat. mad lion & krs-one) كلمات اغاني

yes
might as well stick yourself n_gga yes
rufus blaq

krs_ one mad lion
we about to corner the market yes
double trouble
wha do dem
let’s get it

i’m a m_th_f_cking terrorist, with a bomb strapped to my larynx
assassin, b_tches treat my d_ck like a clarinet
rappers scared to death and i ain’t even air em yet
i took his chain about two month ago, and i ain’t wear yet
i got ryhmes that’ll body your top 10
spit 100 bars of murder with the ox in
weeded up and loaded with toxins
mentally clear and sober it don’t matter cuz you will not win
brutally beat a rapper while his whole team watch
it’s like i got samson’s hair and david’s slingshot
white women call me their dream c_ck
i walk in a room and get you respect you would think that n_ggaz seen pac
i gotta mayweather iq in the ring, knock a n_gga out then f_ck em up in his dreams
this over hand right’ll make gangstas lean
i gotta tyson combination for you auto tune drag queens

all you gotta do is soak up this game
i’m still one of the nicest homey that won’t change yeah
you don’t want no problems b, get your name in the obituary column sheet
i don’t think you really wanna test this flame
i would advise you to please stay in you lane yeah
you don’t want no problems b, i don’t run my n_gga all you gotta do is pull up

as for me, i’m a real mc for life
ashing my blunt inna your mouth,before i pick up the dice
king of my city, went international back in 94
leaving rappers shook with how i kick down the door
you chefing up beef, well i’m nyamming it raw
i’m nick named divinci cuz i’m quick to pull up and draw
a renegade monster with mechanical arms
rip off your body parts and leave dem pon ya moms front lawn yeah
bad mon, rude boy y’all n_ggaz weak still why
all these n_ggaz sound like migos, baby or they meek mill
old heads let it slide and don’t say sh_t
until they son come home turned out on some hoes sh_t
poppin pills like white girls in broken homes
most of these rappers ain’t artists they some f_cking clones
give me yo mic n_gga you can’t have it back
this is hip hop! n_gga i’m sick of rap

pull up pull up, the mic i’m not done with it
hot like the summer get, you know who you f_cking with
kris on that other sh_t, bread and b_tter sh_t
smother ya brother under the cover real gutter sh_t
holster with the gun in it, bustin’ it
old school and my cd player got big pun in it bumping it
glass got exotic rum in it
my flow is like pool in the club they jump in it
loving it, rawness they bumping it
double trouble make it bubble you see what we coming with
boom bap gutter sh_t
my foot they under it, classics we running it
the mic i be touching it the crowd start humming it
100 bands mad lion counting and thumbing
rufus blaq, krs one we all up in it
world tours for sure we get it jumpin quick
wah da da ding, yeah we still busting it!

- rufus blaq

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