Made in America (SD50 B-Boy Mix)

歌詞

Hip Hop is a way of life A way of life to me Hip Hop is a way of life It is the mighty D.E.L. & Heiroglyphics [x4] Verse One: Compact We'll program the spring on contact The real rhymes Del While you faker than lawnmats Perpetrating grass With your perpetrating ass For certain waste in gas Tryin to escape the blast Don't make me laugh (ha ha ha) I'm greatly accident Attack sentences Outline the track interest is Break barriers evade how it grabs Like a bottle, dram of malt liquor when I talk pictures Audio visuals You need your own picture tube Don't matter if you're richer dude Money can't buy it So I guess you miss out and never get to try it My whole click's the flyest With appliances Of the science of the rhymin Ain't no one denyin' this Buying wigs from my word weaponry It's destiny Press on me and get a lecture free of charge now If you such a baller and you large Why you still here, huh? Let's make this real clear You ain't going nowhere You're so scared to see what's outside your house Survival of the fittest Is easier than just easing up But we will mix you up Like a cuisinart If you even start (Shell Shock) When you see what hell got Touch all the frail spots That you never thought you had Punch maggot Now I'm at it In my own fashion A ration not rational the way it happen Because I'm captain controller with the map and graspin' It's time to go but they stuck on reaction To me, Hip Hop is A way of life, a way of life [4X] One two and...(Hiroglyphics) Two three and...(Hiroglyphics) Three four and...(Hiroglyphics) Five six and...(Here we go now) [Verse 2] Counterpart counterfeits I'm warning you Get your powder kiss While I show you how it is I'm proud of this Peep how loud it is Shout at your whole block with this The whole metropolis Fuck the whole earth with this When this resurfaces with after shocks You'll be a laughingstock Crack your top like a sports bottle Chug ya drug ya with dopeness Pass the crow's nest I flex like aerobics I pose threats The media with ingredients Twice as toxic as seagram's gin Reading palms Being strong Sneaky palms Tryin to reach I beat your whole outreach With speech And deepen the wound Your conscious creep in the tomb Speaking in togues Reaping the sums Mums the word on what you heard, you heard? That's absurd you're a blur compared to Heiro's godness Private stock Supply or not like services And it's like curvature And I heard that you're talking shit I'll take your carcass and slice it up Till it's all in strips Y'all sumbit that's the only way out Like Andre Crouch I've got you in a pouch Now shoo, out, shoo! (what) House you What about you? I doubt you will see your friends Plus you don't believe in them And even then its's odd When I flex with my squad and dodge the whole charade Know you watch I'm too posh off your whole platoon Ain't no position you can't assume It is the mighty [x8] Outro: Yeah man, me, D-L, Doug, Shawn-Z Hiroglyphics gang never gets played out like No hoes yaknowhatI'msayin What about your record label man? You motherfuckers tryin have you To get all these big names so You can put that shit on the cover And sell your shit? Fuck that shit Tryin to play me like a stray Hoe