Sai Baba (录音室版本)歌词
歌手：Rim 专辑：UGANDAN LUNCH MEAT
作词 : Karim Tejada,Skii
作曲 : Karim Tejada/T2 Music
I don't write it I smite/ be careful who you let in your light/ niggas will leave you left to get right/ the wolves in sheepskin got you speaking bout how you get it/ he got robbed with his feet out they caught while he was slipping/ I'm a shitter these niggas cocktail that's why they bitter/
a spitter scraping off the scale don't leave a sliver/ with no skipper been sailing thru life the waters was trife/ rolling the dice trying not to ace with my life/
Like Shannon be on the mild tip with the loud sticks/ a sense of humor but nothing funny when ya smile ripped/ African regime spear chucking shells from magazines/ to have you on lean promethazine/ who want smoke Everything laced/ you better keep the still with you no Eric Bennet/ I'm rod Strickland of this rap I get bizzy don't need ring/ cause the flow elevating you stuck in the mezzanine/
Herm Ski Hook
I'm that nigga you know the scheme with the conscious you know my brain/ I'm the monster to pop the chain/ the young youth need the knowledge and not the fame im scholar that's out for change For the power and stop the pain/ but some niggas be hating I gotta bang/ pull that 45 show him I'm gangster I got them thangs/ my nigga it started off with the Caine then hit them up with the flame/ with the backing soda it change like like
My Fingers numb from bagging thumbs on the strip/ the fiends freebasin after they get hit off the pitch/ it was hot had to keep the jumms close to my gums I never boof kept foes close not near to my ones/ y'all wining more then zifindel I rather pick up a scale/ rebel and not follow the norm like infidels/ its
no announcing when that Steele dumping/ all you here is Bong from different strokes you Phil Drummond/ I pays homage but y'all different you steady tugging/ I ain't with it y'all like boxer briefs ya nut hugging/
the pigs tried to turn ya boy to rat/ they must of thought I was the coolest monkey out of the pack/ but I could never be a teller like a bank window/
Not here to win dough no competing for it I got work load/ I earn go So it's inferno till I'm wit Ruck tho/ you cut throat I'm outside of ya crib like stucco
作曲 : Karim Tejada/T2 Music
I don't write it I smite/ be careful who you let in your light/ niggas will leave you left to get right/ the wolves in sheepskin got you speaking bout how you get it/ he got robbed with his feet out they caught while he was slipping/ I'm a shitter these niggas cocktail that's why they bitter/
a spitter scraping off the scale don't leave a sliver/ with no skipper been sailing thru life the waters was trife/ rolling the dice trying not to ace with my life/
Like Shannon be on the mild tip with the loud sticks/ a sense of humor but nothing funny when ya smile ripped/ African regime spear chucking shells from magazines/ to have you on lean promethazine/ who want smoke Everything laced/ you better keep the still with you no Eric Bennet/ I'm rod Strickland of this rap I get bizzy don't need ring/ cause the flow elevating you stuck in the mezzanine/
Herm Ski Hook
I'm that nigga you know the scheme with the conscious you know my brain/ I'm the monster to pop the chain/ the young youth need the knowledge and not the fame im scholar that's out for change For the power and stop the pain/ but some niggas be hating I gotta bang/ pull that 45 show him I'm gangster I got them thangs/ my nigga it started off with the Caine then hit them up with the flame/ with the backing soda it change like like
My Fingers numb from bagging thumbs on the strip/ the fiends freebasin after they get hit off the pitch/ it was hot had to keep the jumms close to my gums I never boof kept foes close not near to my ones/ y'all wining more then zifindel I rather pick up a scale/ rebel and not follow the norm like infidels/ its
no announcing when that Steele dumping/ all you here is Bong from different strokes you Phil Drummond/ I pays homage but y'all different you steady tugging/ I ain't with it y'all like boxer briefs ya nut hugging/
the pigs tried to turn ya boy to rat/ they must of thought I was the coolest monkey out of the pack/ but I could never be a teller like a bank window/
Not here to win dough no competing for it I got work load/ I earn go So it's inferno till I'm wit Ruck tho/ you cut throat I'm outside of ya crib like stucco
