Random Axe - The Hex | Текст песни

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• Random Axe
• The Hex

[Intro]
Yeah, uh
Random Axe
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[Verse 1: Guilty Simpson]
When ya boy is confronted
Consider that the hunter bein' the hunted
I Crossbow harsh flow, hit 'em in the heart
I'm the true terror beneath the New Era
It's like y'all actin' but forgot your parts
So I'm yellin' cut, to reclaim my art
Flipping with my lyrics under clean dismount
Stealing all the rap, call it five finger discount
Spit out phlegm, spit out gems, spit fire
Militant mindstate, watch for trip wire
I rhyme like peers of mine don't exist
Twist the top on the henny
And MC's bucket, kick like little Kenny
Any motherfucker disrespecting me, send me
Damn me fully, all-black hoodie
The color of your future, color of the Ruger pussys

[Verse 2: Sean Price]
Yo, Afro-American gangsta, I shank ya
Sharpened toothbrush in the gut of a wanksta
Cone head hoodie, no K.K.K
Just may-day, may-day, when the AK spray
I'm a two time felon, I'm on work release
Give work to my workers and they work the streets
Back in the white Beamer, level four armor
Roll the window down, let the metal roar, Contra
No video game shit, give me your chain bitch

[Guilty Simpson]
You like bein' broke

[Sean Price]
I Like sellin' cocaine shit
Rich Porter, Maserati Rick shit
Pitch quarters in the lobby with the piff lit
I pull out my piece and I pop you, Papi
You prolly want peace like Mahatma Ghandi
Fuck peace, I'm a beast, bitch
I pop pellets in the person, I'm a piece of shit
P, motherfucker

[Verse 3: Black Milk]
Back to back verse for the apes
Stay murderin' shit, First 48
This that, ghetto flow, dirt do-wop
Sirens on who block, money I the shoe box
Teddy bears on the light poles, who shot
Give em that night flow, ice cold new rock
Hands in the air, uh
Fans cheer up from stairs from standing in the chair
And I don't really care whats happening over there
I just want my money in layers, while landin' in the Lear
Can't compare, we know that is unfair
How he's known from city to city like he was your mayor
Be clear it will never be fair
Turn the stove down on if theres any beef's here
Time for the next, live is the hex
Kept it dirty like cassettes that's live from the decks, goExplain