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Yeah. Almighty. Stones Throw. Almighty then. Dreadnaw. Almighty. Uh. Almighty then. Track Institution. Almighty then. Almighty And put that shit in your Face, nigga. Almighty then. It's Detroit for real. Almighty then. Live wire. Yeah. Almighty then. Touch this nigga and burn the fucker. Almighty Yeah. Yeah. Ayo. Welcome to the terror that brings terror to Terror crafts. Meet Pharaoh, demon phantom, Yeah, Evil's back. Squeeze cannons, Meet Anthem, sing a song with cats. He's after 'em, blow a fuse, and then he'll Attack. My gun go click, you're dead in a Ditch. And I'll be waiting there with your bread And your bitch. Blowing purple blunts in the wind. A mean dirty mug, motherfucker, no grin. You niggas pop shit with the mags in hand. Then scream out "Beast" when I flash the mask. You niggas wanted me, that's what I am. Fucker, bitch to death after I murder her mans. It's beef with the dread, the Pillar's gonna shoot. It's beef with Guilt, then the dread's gonna shoot. AK, SK,.42 gun salute. Shots line your ass up the front with All Coots. Yeah, look out, here they come. Cook these dark streets, them big old guns. Know that gems shine by the light of the Sun. Hide and park, murder nigga, and that's where I'm from. They flip keys like an acrobat. Gold medal in the pack. Unstable habitat. Funerals be back to back. Spinners on the eighty 'lac. Cheese in the rat trap. Open up that bottle, apple bottom out the baby Fat. Yeah, we play with gats. Yeah, we spray in flats. Yeah, you change the facts. Yeah, you just an act. Style so wild like bears and apes. My hood is the jungle and the murder mittens At stake. You die, dance off of crushed grapes. Boss man, I don't play. Stones Throw flip big cake like a birthday. Throw it all in your face. Toast with the cognac. Killers wanna make it rain, I'll make the sky Crack. You know you want it. Yeah. The people want it. They all up on it. Almighty dreadnawts. You know you want it. We keep it on us. Yeah. That eagle on it. Almighty dreadnawts. You know you want it. Yeah. The people want it. Yeah. They all up on it. Almighty dreadnawts. You know you want it. Yeah. We keep it on us. Yeah. That eagle on it. Almighty dreadnawts. At they dreadnawts, live guys, Hear thoughts. Drop the E-hay, violate, Get your head knocked. O-F-F, for sure, yes, yes. Thinking you can stop us, I won't hold my Breath. Make fuckers fall back, Fronting like you all that. This is family, try one of us and we All react. I'm beside a small cat, so call Your soldiers ASAP. 'Cause once the shit is on, you won't have A chance to call Jack. Day trois, stand up, son boy, man up. A mission, God is life, pouring liquor, lighting Cans up. Stacking those grands up with a bigger Plan to. Turn it into mills and we chilling On foreign lands, bruh. Crank that live shit, that almighty high shit. Gentoo, AK, fuck around and get your side split. Realize this is not commercialized. Get out of line and I will be forced To circumcise. A bad hottie hot with a tagged Body shot. When the mad shotty pop, It's a bath on your block. Murder is the case when I point it in Your face. I'm anointed as the great, who could Run it at my pace? Nobody. Rap Maurice Greene, I run rings. Around these self-professed kings with wack themes. AD reign supreme, we that team. Detroit's new thing to run the rap scene. Yep, I guard what's mines with an ice pick. Trife shit with more dogs than Mike Vick. Making bacon out a pig with a nightstick. Red eyes, blue kush, pair of white kicks. Patriotic with it, this is not a gimmick. Be prepared for the game, this is not a Scrimmage. We play to win, we'll slay again. Homicide is the only way to make amends.
Guilty Simpson — Dreads
«Dreads» — Guilty Simpson. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:59. Жанр — Гангста.
