Play The Drum

歌詞

(Listen up) Refrain I want to play the drums (ah ha ah ha) In such a crazy way (come on, come on) and everyone around will say you ought to here him play (lick shots) Ya'll slippin' at your notebook leakin' I'm grim-reapin' long days, no weekend Vacation, please you ain't Peep it? we're Ruling the scene right now can't leave it Ain't an MC in the bay that could see this B-List they couldn't crawl through my sneakers Fists and tough tits, cuffs, and Black Jesus My pens alive all my lyrics are wild creatures If- speakers had teeth they'd rip you to pieces Ferocious beast of speech Priest of reason Hip Hop nation? That Sh*% treason My pen screams- "This ain't ink trick, I'm bleeding!" Whatever it is you got we don't need it Kick Rocks. you see I'm busy right?. Beat it! These ain't lyrics, it's my notebook dreaming I wrote this while leaning on a brown skin queen from Sweden Life's streaming My rhymes are stars I'm crying by the river You singing Babylon songs I'm a young Yoda Yo, my tongue does yoga Soilder's son run parumpah pum pum Refrain This is Vision I proceed with the mission and stretch like guitar strings that crawl through the rhythm Collision of blends Classic selection of diction Surgically written precision Sick with the tip of the tongue, teeth and lips make you quit or just lie to yourself and yo' click lookin' stiff to the playback like- "yeah that the shit!" but it aint. I'm just saying since 2006 and you still sound like you ridin' Black Thought's dick Counterfeit styles on some half off sh*% Same cats wanna give my dap talk Sh*% walk around the bar like they bought false tits (oh on) you can light a Molotov of this arabs and robbers I chop off wrists Hip Hop fanatics better run and call KRiS If I see you on stage I'm a run and call- BLITZ! Refrain I'll play and play and play and play some more As no on ever played the drums before At times I catch vibe and my rhymes so sick Feelin like I could rip NAS like Chubb Rock did On- To the Grill Again Feel it in my fingers when I fill it in Killin' 'em, because they only push pens to minimum Please I give them what they've never seen My style has wings more than syllables Azeem make you fell the results Super hand my minds a Hulk 10 years Each fresher then the last one is You can't catch-up unless you got a magical wrist a mountain of coke and help from every rapper that lived in the biz. Cheers.. Ask you're friends who's the illest on the mic niggaz' screaming "Ismail tried to kill us" Refrain