Devotion to the Saints - Killah Priest, Ghostface Killah, Inspectah Deck

Devotion to the Saints - Killah Priest, Ghostface Killah, Inspectah Deck

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The Psychic World of Walter Reed
Год
2013
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`英語`
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以下は曲の歌詞です Devotion to the Saints 、アーティスト - Killah Priest, Ghostface Killah, Inspectah Deck 翻訳付き

歌詞 " Devotion to the Saints "

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Devotion to the Saints

Killah Priest, Ghostface Killah, Inspectah Deck

Hehehe… you know I guessed it

You would be the only one

Who would dare to come here, you got courage

Huh, hmm, before you get a chance to fight with me

You must observe our rules, and meet these two swordsmen first

Whatchu know about steppin' out the crib like it’s 20 thousand

And all fives, dust still in the fridge

Either or, yo, I rock like a meteor, bitches know when the kid’s high

Cuz I fuck with the TV on

Winter time blowing, had the suede boxers

Petite fillers for the whole team, eight watches

Ladies and gents, watch me, every line is snake venom

Creepin' up on your brain like Excedrin

Blowing out veterans with a speed impediment

So underground I stay beneath the crescents

Bitter wars over coke stores, Arabian jewelers

Keeping hitting me off for the cross

Shiek’s, wealthy princes and ayatollah

All I gotta do is kick a verse, they like hold this

You my nigga, dun, word to the light on the phoenix sun

Want you to take my daughter, give your queen a son

Halt, you leap me?

That’s right, I have married all the master dragon’s gore!

Right, hahaha… maybe, but try me!

NY fitted, Jordan 13's on the feet

Splash blood on my threads, how I murder the beat

Like medicine to infants, out of they reach

In a charcoal seven with the chardonnay seats

Now my name ring, I played the born, and bare the storm

Now I made king, I weigh my arm, and they respond

Stay gone off that haze and Don, game long like

Triple overtime, overtime stay strong

The great one, fake none, put it on the Bible

See me face to face, look me in my eyes, duke

Spartacus flow, soul cookies in the vinyls

Only time I go soft, raw pussy on the cycle

Your highness, INS, darts catch your body

And all a nigga saw was the sparks from the tommy

Papis split the fishscale raw, coppin' polly

Big brother Rollie or Deck, got it roxy

My rap is like a holy drug cart, documented in my sentence

Around the edges, sold my presence of my life beginning

For born bloody swarm, early to a Godly finish

To naysayers throwing stones, hoping I’ll diminish

The skies open, til I rose from three or four dimensions

With great rings, less then the dollars the grave bring

Meet the afterlife, chapters I write, with great king

It’s beautiful songs, killing from beyond

They talk to me through a cloth coofie, Lord’s beauty

And I’ll admit through gems of life, I lost jewelry

Among the land dwellers, never trust what a man will tell ya

They give you stone for bread, you found dead

With no dog to smell ya, passing acid in your liquor glasses

When they pour it, have you throwing up blood and courage

Just a week ago, you spotted them walk in

With your enemy, and you recall it

It wasn’t me mugging, they was talking, plotting on you

But God made me subnormal, your diary rise

Breathing the immortal

It was mean, while I’m fixing

His identity, overthrown by the republicans

But our people are still suffering, I am the judging

To reorganize this justice, to help our people

By overthrowing the republicans

So help me to regain our position

We will overcome the republicans!

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