K-POP Lyrics Song

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Everybody step back from the mic
As I set it off
All playin' the wall
It's time to sweat it off
Anybody with staatic oh please try
I'll do ya like Godfather 3
And do a fly by
Time to rip and hit and strangle
I eat Guardian Angels
And toy emcees
With their names on the front page
I bury in shallow graves
I don't rap to girls on my LP
I don't beg for pussy
I love the ladies
aand they love me right back
Now who's the mac
Mission accomplished
I came to stomp this microphone
And leave suckers unconscious
and if you uthink
Yo got an S on your chest
You better wear two vests
Watch your back, your front
I always hit, don't bunt
Crazy posse
When I'm on a duck hunt
Emcee Ice T answers to no one
Load my rhymes
And cock 'em like a shotgun
Let off like frags from a pipe bomb
A low stroll
and my mic in my right palm
The cops hate me
And that's right they oughta
Before my crew
Gets to their daughters
You know me, right
That's why I carry the mic
I'm not flashin' my American Express
I'm Playin' my cards close to my vest
My name as you say
What I'm fessin'
Listen up and listen close
and listen for the lesson
Black panther assessing a situation
Executing tact
Jumping exact
Ripping up the slack on attack
86 inch Mac
Turn tails
Head back
You'd better stack for jack
Because the winner is Nat The Cat
Unloading like a million tonnes of TNT
And that's me you see
You wanna be with KMC
Coz on the real design is something that is beyond your capacity
With simplicity is how I say
What I say
You know you wonder how'd he say that anyway
To you it's complex
When I flex, perplex
Plus, it stimulates the opposite sex and that's dope
Too right you can't cope
I'm throwing you a rope
I'm a duriarty riding
Don't rock the boat
Or you'll be back inside the ocean
This time won't flow
You'll be stuck on the bottom
With other suckers I got 'em
Sporting seamen
Boof
While I'm bagging the loot
Just off the inch
Travelling around the world
In fly slick suits
Style of custom made
Suede and leather
Down to fly by in any weather
Donald D the smuggler
going for the jugular
Firing while I hear police sirens
What's up do you wanna die by
The syndicate sniper tonight on a fly by
Swing while I cling to a tune that grips you
Flip you trip you rip you
I keep dipping you
In and out
Back and forth
Up and down
Need to speak with the heat
I can't fuck around
The City sign said proceed with caution
Picture that BS
Here's another portion
I'm here to sync your brain
I'll take the thoughts you think
And make you walk the plank
To watch you sink
The MOB needs a hitman
Well here I am
Opium, cocaine
Floods your membrane
As the black ball swings from the chain
Nerves of steel
Learn to wheel and deal
When things got hot
Caps got peeled
MCs
Come on step with the rhyme
What's up
Put your life on the line
I'll sure rope 'em headlock, choke 'em
Why yoke 'em when the syndicate sniper can scope 'em
Red beam on target
Can't dodge it
Wouldn't wanna be ya
A B C ya
Everybody step back from the mic
As I set it off
All playin' the wall
It's time to sweat it off
Anybody with staatic oh please try
I'll do ya like Godfather 3
And do a fly by
Time to rip and hit and strangle
I eat Guardian Angels
And toy emcees
With their names on the front page
I bury in shallow graves
I don't rap to girls on my LP
I don't beg for pussy
I love the ladies
aand they love me right back
Now who's the mac
Mission accomplished
I came to stomp this microphone
And leave suckers unconscious
and if you uthink
Yo got an S on your chest
You better wear two vests
Watch your back, your front
I always hit, don't bunt
Crazy posse
When I'm on a duck hunt
Emcee Ice T answers to no one
Load my rhymes
And cock 'em like a shotgun
Let off like frags from a pipe bomb
A low stroll
and my mic in my right palm
The cops hate me
And that's right they oughta
Before my crew
Gets to their daughters
You know me, right
That's why I carry the mic
I'm not flashin' my American Express
I'm Playin' my cards close to my vest
My name as you say
What I'm fessin'
Listen up and listen close
and listen for the lesson
Black panther assessing a situation
Executing tact
Jumping exact
Ripping up the slack on attack
86 inch Mac
Turn tails
Head back
You'd better stack for jack
Because the winner is Nat The Cat
Unloading like a million tonnes of TNT
And that's me you see
You wanna be with KMC
Coz on the real design is something that is beyond your capacity
With simplicity is how I say
What I say
You know you wonder how'd he say that anyway
To you it's complex
When I flex, perplex
Plus, it stimulates the opposite sex and that's dope
Too right you can't cope
I'm throwing you a rope
I'm a duriarty riding
Don't rock the boat
Or you'll be back inside the ocean
This time won't flow
You'll be stuck on the bottom
With other suckers I got 'em
Sporting seamen
Boof
While I'm bagging the loot
Just off the inch
Travelling around the world
In fly slick suits
Style of custom made
Suede and leather
Down to fly by in any weather
Donald D the smuggler
going for the jugular
Firing while I hear police sirens
What's up do you wanna die by
The syndicate sniper tonight on a fly by
Swing while I cling to a tune that grips you
Flip you trip you rip you
I keep dipping you
In and out
Back and forth
Up and down
Need to speak with the heat
I can't fuck around
The City sign said proceed with caution
Picture that BS
Here's another portion
I'm here to sync your brain
I'll take the thoughts you think
And make you walk the plank
To watch you sink
The MOB needs a hitman
Well here I am
Opium, cocaine
Floods your membrane
As the black ball swings from the chain
Nerves of steel
Learn to wheel and deal
When things got hot
Caps got peeled
MCs
Come on step with the rhyme
What's up
Put your life on the line
I'll sure rope 'em headlock, choke 'em
Why yoke 'em when the syndicate sniper can scope 'em
Red beam on target
Can't dodge it
Wouldn't wanna be ya
A B C ya

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