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x-clan - holy rum swig كلمات الأغنية

the brother got the rap, the brother got the rap, and the brother got the hitting rap

ah a ray shines
as alegbar wanders the roads and protection of those who dare
make clear the path the wrath of fear
fired up can’t take no more
so goes the magic behind the hidden bush the door
even got a pocket for you
huh come and zoom

now as i swig come big my rhythm is venom
and soak so deep in your vein as i prepare to soak in with em
up down an all around with my verbal pap
it gets so thick when you vibe the pro black
now c’mon verbalizer you kick it if you could
just top the funkin like a witcher witcher would
now one for the base and two for the treble
three for my bread join and liz die together
i’m down for predicting now who’s the first sucka
talent never die boy give yourself a bill
i’m the vibe bringer like brother sun bringer sun setter
the verbal shogun the pocket to the letter
the verbal milk stays with simulac
revitalize and die so bring your jeans back
from genes as we come to reality
your princ-p-lity should give up to your arrogance
so when i speak to the peak i reach not
it’s not about my voice and it’s not about the drop
nor am i freak or an addict or a f-a-double g-o to the t
naw i’m among the lost egotistical mc’s
i’m in the pages of your news and times
timing for justice no time for rhymes
for the funkin lesson come and jest
i sport no body guard or no bullet proof vest
praise the good master he brought me to the x
so now i flex and bring the balance to the rest
so what’s stands for truth and what’s stands the okey doke
the metaphysic coat made my life a joke
to make me deny the first man was african
to bust some foolishness like the scientific bang
yo einstein -n-lyze this
when you can adjust me as gorilla in the mist
cause i’m not you monkey your boy or your guinea
when he pull it gods too much strength rides within me
1995 is commin
1995 so get runnin
the base keeps pumpin the lyrics keep humpin the funk
to the edge for the armageddon dunk
cause tribes more tribes being born everyday
a man not a nation hear me when i say
there’s no freak pressure makes me no lesser than aggressor
uh cause pop goes the tester
i bust for none this cosmic gin
the verbal milk session the lessons from the holy rum swig

i am sun animya ani giru
check the card blacker heart check me the fool
in the mirror check my godly reflection
sometimes they call me anru
but my people on earth are following a sundial
may the god the sun the calling the rain the thunder
for you the b side trekker
you must comb the flatterer

tetragrammaton yes i walk through the lord
but yet old judgments knockin at my door
ask me who i think i am and where i come from
i’m son of the chaos, brother dark sun
no matter what i tell them what i do they won’t hear
millions years of travel mysteries unravel and tamed
but still they try to dissect
every jam every cut to make me contradict
more silly mortals warriors never looker
god’s wrath is commin so click on and shut the h-ll up
finding problems with the ways of the clan
silver earrings are hard enough to mold man
what can i say the mic misses true?
but understand what you cannot just listen
cosmic storm can’t be norm
cause i vibe on reality burn thicks you know
switching for big kings queens and messiahs
not a bunch of wenches and goddesses for hire
always never torn with your independence
little b-tch ism and you insecure business
so now i live by 32 and 8
half a meditation to keep my mind straight
i think its stickin to make sure you can hit your kitchen
no switch attention the holy grail mission either
graduation as i unleash your bib
and refresh your soul with the vibe of the holy rum swig

now back to the rhythm and ride at hand
subliminal minister will submit the plan
to redefine black so it can’t be mimicked
xerox the gimmick but pump loud with spirit
you feel the venom is deep when i bust
headed for the ark and not the mortal man bus
bussin needs gas and positive first
has no time to refill because it’s time to rebuild the bridge
so feel my affection base house connection
black watch protection fills in the section
of your brain cave boy play
this is the revealing when i lyric and i spray
every night and every godless day
i surge on vise my mind won’t sway
funky funky stupid funky funkin lesson
surge till we hit the nerve check out my aggression
oh yeah cosmic gin and caught the case
vibrate sensate as i head for the gate
so you can catch a rhythm round the crossroad way
cruising on my raft as i tame all the waves
diggy diggy diggy diggy done dig
gods on the vibe of the taste of the holy rum swig

now off to the road check the score
a swig gonna mina legba finish up the ch-r-
by the way vainglorious
this is protected
7 princ-p-ls red black and green
with a key
you know the word
f-ck it sissy

- x clan

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