- Lootpack Frenz Vs. Endz 歌詞
- Lootpack
- Hey yo, its about ***, lies, money, murder, jewels, cars
Clothes, hos, hats, blunts, and gats
These are the things when you think of raps
Now a days, if you aint geein, then apparently you aint seein
Like a normal human being, mad lives waistin
Too many *****s thats freebasin
Modern day slavery run by racists
While youre actin like you got a chip on your brain
You dont wanna see a ***** succeed without no pain
Off others misery you probably gain
The games people play always pissing me off
Make me wanna start rushin like my name was gorbechev
Ive got to go for self, now a days by myself
Cuz its bad for my health to collect mad wealth
Brothers playin the role like we friends to the end
But in the end it equals frenz vs. endz
[kazi]
Yo, youre irritating, do you know what youre doing?
Thats why my head dont really nod when you bust
Lets check your background, no outlook on future plans
Thats why you wont last cuz your hip hop is jammed
Plugged up with wackness, how could you let this happen?
I thought you was the man, now i hold your rhymes for target practice
I cant role with the, i cant hang with the
Fake *****, ******* *****, aint got their backs when its time to throw down
Verbal wars, they never came around
Ya side of town, now show me how you get down
Whats this, now ya speechless? show me whats the reason
Lacking skills, aint reaching nothing but deacons
As i go for self, now a days by myself
Cuz its bad for my health to collect mad wealth
*****s playin the roles like we friends to the end
But in the end it equals frenz vs. endz
[wild child]
Im wild child the rhyme constructor,
Madlibs the beat maker
Funk fakers in the place, hey yo , this rhyme might make ya
Snap back, check ya crews one time pay out your fees
I step on the mic, eat mcs up like mickey ds
Fake mcs, cant you please realize we rock the seas
Stepping on the microphones with 1, 2s, and 3s
The mellowist, moodiest brother rhyming with that rhythmic technique
Sort of unique, youll hesitate to speak
When jack rips the rhyme time for a little
Get together with my crew cuz im like yeah, we gonna spit the
Freestyle, freestyle flows from the top
Them spontaneous rhymes that make you wanna hop
Now say what you say but a.k.a. jack be known
To rarely write them rhymes because im freestylin prone
Tired of mcs who never pass the mic
And yo, we be like, 'time to kick that ass'
I gots to for self, now a days by myself
Cuz its bad for my health to collect mad wealth
Brothers playin the role like we friends in the end
But in the end it equals frenz vs. endz
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