Ras Kass Lyrics
Ras Kass Lyrics
"Etc. Lyrics"
The Closest I Am To Living Life On The Edge Lyrics
Let's build a rocket to the moon Just you and I We could start a whole new world up there Leave our past behind Behind Sometimes I can’t believe my eyes I want to stare up And get lost in the city lights Because I’ve had enough and this is the end And now I understand That a heart breaks it does not bend S
Let's build a rocket to the moon Just you and I We could start a whole new world up there Leave our past behind Behind Sometimes I can’t believe my eyes I want to stare up And get lost in the city lights Because I’ve had enough and this is the end And now I understand That a heart breaks it does not bend S
Chorus: (sampled from Black Moon's "How Many MC's Must Get Dissed")
Pen predator
Pen predator, et cetera et cetera (7X)
Pen predator, et cetera, yeah right
1st Pull:
Niggaz know it's about that time without a Schoolly D Gucci
I pop that pussy ass rapper and leave it up to Luke to Pop the Coochie
Truly a wretched steelo -- kept you Under Seige like Seagal
Cause I housed more niggaz than that faggot named RuPaul
Y'all all suffer the consequences
I dispense dope sentences without a prescription
prefixes asphyxiate bitches who flips linguistics
Representin the West, relevant to relentless sentences
If renegade rebels resent this wicked syntax (then jack)
Wolf Moon (Including Zoanthropic Paranoia) Lyrics
The 28th day She'll be bleeding again And in lupine ways We'll alleviate the pain Unholy water Sanguine addiction Those silver bullets A last blood benediction It is her moon time When there's iron in the air A rusted essence Woman may I know you there Hey wolf moon Come cast your spell on me
Revert to revolution Ras reverse, reverberatesThe 28th day She'll be bleeding again And in lupine ways We'll alleviate the pain Unholy water Sanguine addiction Those silver bullets A last blood benediction It is her moon time When there's iron in the air A rusted essence Woman may I know you there Hey wolf moon Come cast your spell on me
Revolvin with written retalliation, rate repetitious
Reflex flex, regret niggaz regress to less than recoup
When recording, I wreck, records
Reflect stupid, it's so much more than just another rap and sample
Cause I model more styles than Naomi Campbell
See we been burning idiots with lyrical syphillis
Since E.S.T. was Ackniculous, the nickle slick meticulous
ventriloquist when I throws my voice over the Western HemisFear
While my peers step over a Trail of Tears
Go get a job as a chandelier wit a glass jaw like dat
I brings the impact to fracture mandibles, and manhandle the youth
Since my mental exceeds every MC I've perceive credible<
Better is One Day Lyrics
How lovely is your dwelling place O Lord Almighty For my soul longs and even faints for you For here my heart is satisfied Within your presence I sing beneath the shadow of Your wings (Chorus) Better is one day in your courts Better is one day in your house Better is one day in your courts Than thousands else
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Now becomes edible, kid!How lovely is your dwelling place O Lord Almighty For my soul longs and even faints for you For here my heart is satisfied Within your presence I sing beneath the shadow of Your wings (Chorus) Better is one day in your courts Better is one day in your house Better is one day in your courts Than thousands else
And yo, I'm D for wreckin when reputations collide
But zhoom dum da dum, dadada dum dum
Suicide it's a suicide
("Pen predator, et cetera, et cetera") --> repeat 10X
("Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah right")
2nd Pull:
I pull bitches like a lesbian and could come the fuck off
with a vasectomy, in depth I be deeper than Bosses' recipe
Incite recitation forever Ras Rock Steady like Buck when breakin on ducks
Who get props by association
Buy if ya lyrics suck, then fuck ya record label's juice
Ock, I rock hip-hop non-stop and got more juice than Snapple
Intricate to simplistic stylistics I solicit
It gets niggaz open like
Last Exit to Brooklyn Lyrics
instrumental
fallopian ovulationinstrumental
Fuckin these kids like the Michael Jackson molestations
Sendin ya back as the U.S. Nation did AIDS infected refugee Haitians
Uhh, yeah niggaz so what's the haps
You could put up ya dukes but in the West they bust caps
So bulletproof fists is the only way I'm gone miss, but peep this
My mental's the bullet, my tongue's the finger that pull it
Check the method, soundtrack voodoo uh and bamboo like strapped
Come better you, oh sorry verbal dyslexic
You better come strapped like bamboo and a voodoo soundtrack
And make sure not even one bar sounds wack (bitch)
Cause we take the best shit and make it classic
Word to Guru, take two fuckin pulls, and pass it