Brothaz - Mr. Lif
歌曲信息
歌曲名:Brothaz
歌手:Mr. Lif
所属专辑:Mo’ Mega
发行时间:2006-06-13
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Brothaz - Mr. Lif 文本歌词
Brothaz - Mr. Lif
Now count how many levels
That I smacked you back to oblivion
My heights olympian
I'm from the Caribbean, Barbados
All fatal
Styles that I construct
And conduct in a manner
Like Banner
Sky scanner, eye jammer
40 miles above Highlander
With my grammar
I shitted on Bush
And tried to cap Santa
Rap vandalizer
Verbal brutalizer
Who's the wiser, me or he
Who moves to grow flesh
In test tubes
I have mastered such
Degrees in less moves
My discipline
Envisioning
Ritalin
FDA approved, we lose
Medication taking brute forces
They battling and tallying losses
See how costless holocaust is?
Helicopters now replaced
By flying saucers
Over the ghettos
Where some brothers
Are taught to bust shots
To get a lot of what is had
By the haves not the have nots
Raps drop pun your brainstem
This is Lif aka codename Mayhem
What made you think
That I wouldn't come back with
A bloody axe
And some muddy facts over tracks?
Up in the ghetto
We're taught to bust shots
That's a bird in the bush
And a fine line to walk
Get down, stay down
Hold up, back the f**k up
Get up, stay up
Hold up, back the f**k down
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Up in the ghetto
We're taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Fact one:
America don't give a f**k
About you so get off it
I'm not a prophet
They just want the profit
They make you want it
So you cop it,
Soon you can't stop it
You're addicted
But low on doe so you get evicted
Fact two:
Darfur's in a state of emergency
It's genocide
Code red classified
If this was Kosovo it'd be over, bro
But it's brothers so it equals
No coverage,
Mo' sufferage
People drawn and quartered
Castrated, slaughtered, burned,
Disgraced
Gang raped, displaced
While the rest of the world
Just turn face to chase
Some economic goals
Balance the lost souls
But live it up
We 'bout to burn in hell
'Cause god knows
Up in the ghetto
We're taught to bust shots
That's a bird in the bush
And a fine line to walk
Get down, stay down
Hold up, back the f**k up
Get up, stay up
Hold up, back the f**k down
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Fact three:
The Bush Administration's
Worth nothing
Just f**k 'em!
Throw 'em in the barrel, buck 'em!
Oh, you ain't know them flood
Waters was coming?
You can't smell that african
Blood running?
Oh, to y'all niggers is worthless
Or something?
F**k Clinton too!
You ain't really down
Because you live uptown, *****
Rwanda!
Check out what we're looking
At here across water
In the ghettos, brothers and sisters,
It's self slaughter
How could colonized minds lead
To such uncivilized times?
Maybe the tribes were harmonious
And you were erroneous
It's no fun
In fact, it's sin under the sun
And son, in the event you
Meet some cops just run
Or maybe walk real slow
And lick shots at Po
Not with the gun this times,
Through intelligents lines
You see, they look strong externally,
Internally they're dying
Just elevate
When drama escalate,
You just shine!
Up in the ghetto
We're taught to bust shots
That's a bird in the bush
And a fine line to walk
Get down, stay down
Hold up, back the f**k up
Get up, stay up
Hold up, back the f**k down
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Now count how many levels
That I smacked you back to oblivion
My heights olympian
I'm from the Caribbean, Barbados
All fatal
Styles that I construct
And conduct in a manner
Like Banner
Sky scanner, eye jammer
40 miles above Highlander
With my grammar
I shitted on Bush
And tried to cap Santa
Rap vandalizer
Verbal brutalizer
Who's the wiser, me or he
Who moves to grow flesh
In test tubes
I have mastered such
Degrees in less moves
My discipline
Envisioning
Ritalin
FDA approved, we lose
Medication taking brute forces
They battling and tallying losses
See how costless holocaust is?
Helicopters now replaced
By flying saucers
Over the ghettos
Where some brothers
Are taught to bust shots
To get a lot of what is had
By the haves not the have nots
Raps drop pun your brainstem
This is Lif aka codename Mayhem
What made you think
That I wouldn't come back with
A bloody axe
And some muddy facts over tracks?
Up in the ghetto
We're taught to bust shots
That's a bird in the bush
And a fine line to walk
Get down, stay down
Hold up, back the f**k up
Get up, stay up
Hold up, back the f**k down
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Up in the ghetto
We're taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Fact one:
America don't give a f**k
About you so get off it
I'm not a prophet
They just want the profit
They make you want it
So you cop it,
Soon you can't stop it
You're addicted
But low on doe so you get evicted
Fact two:
Darfur's in a state of emergency
It's genocide
Code red classified
If this was Kosovo it'd be over, bro
But it's brothers so it equals
No coverage,
Mo' sufferage
People drawn and quartered
Castrated, slaughtered, burned,
Disgraced
Gang raped, displaced
While the rest of the world
Just turn face to chase
Some economic goals
Balance the lost souls
But live it up
We 'bout to burn in hell
'Cause god knows
Up in the ghetto
We're taught to bust shots
That's a bird in the bush
And a fine line to walk
Get down, stay down
Hold up, back the f**k up
Get up, stay up
Hold up, back the f**k down
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Fact three:
The Bush Administration's
Worth nothing
Just f**k 'em!
Throw 'em in the barrel, buck 'em!
Oh, you ain't know them flood
Waters was coming?
You can't smell that african
Blood running?
Oh, to y'all niggers is worthless
Or something?
F**k Clinton too!
You ain't really down
Because you live uptown, *****
Rwanda!
Check out what we're looking
At here across water
In the ghettos, brothers and sisters,
It's self slaughter
How could colonized minds lead
To such uncivilized times?
Maybe the tribes were harmonious
And you were erroneous
It's no fun
In fact, it's sin under the sun
And son, in the event you
Meet some cops just run
Or maybe walk real slow
And lick shots at Po
Not with the gun this times,
Through intelligents lines
You see, they look strong externally,
Internally they're dying
Just elevate
When drama escalate,
You just shine!
Up in the ghetto
We're taught to bust shots
That's a bird in the bush
And a fine line to walk
Get down, stay down
Hold up, back the f**k up
Get up, stay up
Hold up, back the f**k down
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
Brothers is taught to bust shots
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