Gang Starr Lyrics
Gang Starr Lyrics
"Suckaz Need Bodyguards Lyrics"
27 Lyrics
Well, it’s trapped up inside you There’s no peace, there’s no hope When it’s trapped up inside you Well come this way Come this way now Your position is weakening Your position is gone Well, it doesn’t even matter what you’re thinking It doesn’t matter at all When, it’s trapped up inside you Thereâ
Well, it’s trapped up inside you There’s no peace, there’s no hope When it’s trapped up inside you Well come this way Come this way now Your position is weakening Your position is gone Well, it doesn’t even matter what you’re thinking It doesn’t matter at all When, it’s trapped up inside you Thereâ
MC's be fakin' so now they get taken
Chorus:
Fake MC's, they always act hard
But won't walk the street without they bodyguard
I hate fake MC's, they always act hard
But won't walk the street without they bodyguard
Verse One:
MC's I lay out like stiffs in the morgue
Praise the lord you're in awe when I'm grippin the mic cord
Rhymes I rip with swift execution
One verse to coerce your girl to prostitution
The Guru is now the brother you fear and
beware when I'm making hits with premier and
Rolling to a spot near you, lyrics tear through
Chrome to your dome you better watch your rear view
Niggaz been held back too long we're comi
Tumwater Falls Lyrics
( Yoyo A Go Go Compilation ) Take me to the waterfall Let me walk along the wall Nice day for a picnic basket Hope my shoes have got good traction Water makes a scary sound It wants to pull me, push me down I better get used to it though The tide is high the tides is low I look through my fingers A
ng up( Yoyo A Go Go Compilation ) Take me to the waterfall Let me walk along the wall Nice day for a picnic basket Hope my shoes have got good traction Water makes a scary sound It wants to pull me, push me down I better get used to it though The tide is high the tides is low I look through my fingers A
In the streets we roll alone so watch me running up
I'm summing up a mad posse of warriors
Night crusaders able to break down barriers
and bringing faces of death putting mc's to rest
until there's no fake chumps left
Run, step, yeah bounce nigga bounce
My rhyme's a [cargo] when yours is just a quarter ounce
Chorus 4X
Verse Two:
Gangstarr boy and that's beyond your comprehension
Mad brothers in every city you can feel the tension
To stop the killing wack mc's must die
Who am ? I'm the substance that'll make your third eye cry
Too potent, too high in intelligence quotient
when I unleash my speech I'll have you punk rappers open<
When We're Dancing Close And Slow Lyrics
When we're dancing close and slow I never want 2 let U go, no no I feel your warm embrace The softness of your face Tell me baby, are we here alone? When we're kissing long and hard I can almost taste the thoughts within your mind Sex-related fantasy Is all that my mind can see Baby, that's honestly
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I won't expose your names and your identitiesWhen we're dancing close and slow I never want 2 let U go, no no I feel your warm embrace The softness of your face Tell me baby, are we here alone? When we're kissing long and hard I can almost taste the thoughts within your mind Sex-related fantasy Is all that my mind can see Baby, that's honestly
You know you're phoney get the fuck from in front of me
Hardcore fans are fed up from your folklore
Lines strip you raw and infect you like cold sores
and I hope you're not the one that I'm after
Since the days of adidas I've been a true master
Chorus 4X
Verse Three:
I've been around punk but yo i still feel young
A few of my crew members like to pack guns
I'm high strung but don't mistake me when I smile
I murder an entire rap chart with my freestyle
After the killing just like casper I'm ghost
Fakes thought I was friendly, at their wakes I was host
Toast without a gun you'd be done
Th
All Day Everyday Lyrics
It's Sunday morning and you struggle with the sheets You hear the alarm kick the snooze go back to sleep If you could only get up you would see what you were missin' He is always there if you just take the time to listen to His Mission His will He'll tell you what to do Now that it's been done it's up to you to see it thorough An
row up your hands bitch and now you know you stand to lose oneIt's Sunday morning and you struggle with the sheets You hear the alarm kick the snooze go back to sleep If you could only get up you would see what you were missin' He is always there if you just take the time to listen to His Mission His will He'll tell you what to do Now that it's been done it's up to you to see it thorough An
Choose one metaphor and then choose another
Wax that ass like a bully have you calling your big brother
Although I'm five foot eight they call me sargeant
Got more hoes in my dick than you can fit in the garden
At Madison Square I shot a fair one
So many niggaz knew me that the kid wouldn't dare run
MC's pay cash to ensure their safety
They know they can't take me; the G-A-N-G, you crazy?
I be on them like a message from god
Knowledge of self while fake mc's play hard
Chorus 4X
Outro (2X):
Fake mc's they always act hard
I'm not a sucker so I don't need a bodyguard