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The most official, 30 winters down you know the issue still splitting wigs splintering bones and ripping tissue Legalize, Sir-J Eagle Eye wordplay The desert eagles poppin like they bottles on my birthday architect, D.O.B, gods of the darkest set We built this Who taught you how to kill? It was our cassette The filthiest Villainous kingpins of the wilderness Spot the land and drop the anchor on ‘em Respect the rank and honor, my shank could pierce through a tanks armory Thank karma for our rise to the top Worldwide unification through the grace of hip-hop I see it all and did it twice, clips dropping, blood spilling, Waving my gun on stage, tryna give you this feeling, Rip my heart out and hand it to you, hoping you can heal it, Put my soul in every word my people know what the real is, the illest, Aborigines of funk, still killing We are, we are, we are - Kings of underground! Ch-ch Pow! Moscow with the rugged sound (D.O.B.!) Beating suckaz up since we came around 30 winters down and we only starting We are, we are, we are - Kings of underground! Ch-ch Pow! Moscow with the rugged sound (D.O.B.!) Beating suckaz up since we came around 30 winters down and we only starting Now or never, is freedom a demonstration of terror? Separate the head from the neck of a legislative member Invinci-bull shit I spot as soon as I enter Inventive , impeccable weapon smith the specter Lord and professor, the primordial confessor of knowledge and wisdom My minds a college, my heart is a prison Free the scholars lets fill up the cells with politicians Foul conditions polished my style, survivalist A wild mystic, the future in my palm’s a biscuit Scientific, high above the abyss Moonwalking on a tightrope in untied kicks with a chopper and fifth of vodka, That’s where I wrote this Yeah, Dept of Bustahs, Gods of the rugged sound Clutching the crown ‘til we’re stiff and stuck in the ground Crack the can and let the demons out Let’s pack the stands with a hundred thousand fans all screaming out— We are, we are, we are - Kings of underground! Ch-ch Pow! Moscow with the rugged sound (D.O.B.!) Beating suckaz up since we came around 30 winters down and we only starting We are, we are, we are - Kings of underground! Ch-ch Pow! Moscow with the rugged sound/ (D.O.B.!) Beating suckaz up since we came aroun 30 winters down and we only starting No shout outs! We did it ourselves!! Fuck the rest!
D.O.B., Legalize, Sir-J — KINGZ (30 Winters)
«KINGZ (30 Winters)» — D.O.B., Legalize, Sir-J. Читайте текст песни, слушайте запись онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 4:21. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
