Текст (слова) песни: Canibus - How we roll

featuring Panama P.I.

* also known as "Niggas We Roll With"

[Canibus]
I never freestyle for free without chargin niggaz a fee
It`ll cost a brain cell just to cypher with me
I`m the type of MC that rocks for the glory
I don`t give a fuck if you ignore me yo Can called me
Freestyle or written spittin with infinite ammunition
for anybody tryin to go the distance
I promise ya no less than a hundred thousand kilometres
My bomb threats`ll have you evacuatin your continent
I`m barbaric with the alphanumeric
Hittin you with lyrics that separates your body from your spirit
This is for wack niggaz doin shows and shit
Cause I`ll be in the crowd if you ain`t controllin it
(Rakim: "Drop the mic, you shouldn`t be holdin it")

Chorus: Panama P.I.

I roll with the wildest niggaz
West Indian Island niggaz, unemployed jobless niggaz
The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz
Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz

[Canibus]
We savages, snatchin microphones from amateurs
Cause like women who get abortions, I ain`t havin it
I rip you, my metaphor content, will split you
into little, powderlike crystals, so I can sniff you
What I say should be displayed at the Smithsonian
Your rhymes are phonier than cubic zirconias
Have you any idea what I do to crews like you
How many niggaz in my career, I ran through?
Comin afta ya, blastin ya, with the shotgun
like a front seat passenger
You must be askin fa`, some sort of a massacre
I`ll attack ya cardiovascular
Shatter you like glass in automobile crashes
when I smash that ass into blackberry molasses
Rip your speaker to ashes, and kick a hole in it
cause I`ll be in the crowd if you ain`t controllin it

Chorus: Panama P.I.

You see I roll with the wildest niggaz
West Indian Island niggaz, unemployed jobless niggaz
The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz
Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz
See I roll with the wildest niggaz
West Indian Island niggaz, unemployed jobless niggaz
The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz
Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz

[Canibus]
I`m the illest lyricist in America -- MC`s can`t see me
cause I`m too quick, for the human retina to regista
I roll up on ya crew quicker than long sleeves
At a +Speed+ that would confuse Keanu Reeves
So ask yourself, who am I?
I`m the illest MC that you ever seen in your fuckin life
I hop into the backseat of a cab and rhyme
til the meter says 9, 9, 9, 9
Line for line I battle any kind of MC at any time
whether they signed or unsigned
Wit many lines, more lines than a million pair of Adidas
More lines than the bible quoted from Jesus
More lines than a African herd of zebras
Niggaz just ain`t fuckin wit the `cannabis seteva`
This is for ALL you niggaz doin shows and shit
Cause I`ll be in the crowd if you ain`t controllin it
(Rakim: "Drop the mic, you shouldn`t be holdin it")

Chorus: Panama P.I.

See I roll with the wildest niggaz
West Indian Island, unemployed jobless niggaz
The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz
Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz
See I roll with the wildest niggaz
West Indian Island, unemployed jobless niggaz
The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz
Some hostile violent
.. chemically ..imbalanced ..nigga!

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Canibus - How we roll featuring Panama P.I. * also known as "Niggas We Roll With" [Canibus] I never freestyle for free without chargin niggaz a fee It`ll cost a brain cell just to cypher with me I`m the type of MC that rocks for the glory I don`t give a fuck if you ignore me yo Can called me Freestyle or written spittin with infinite ammunition for anybody tryin to go the distance I promise ya no less than a hundred thousand kilometres My bomb threats`ll have you evacuatin your continent I`m barbaric with the alphanumeric Hittin you with lyrics that separates your body from your spirit This is for wack niggaz doin shows and shit Cause I`ll be in the crowd if you ain`t controllin it (Rakim: "Drop the mic, you shouldn`t be holdin it") Chorus: Panama P.I. I roll with the wildest niggaz West Indian Island niggaz, unemployed jobless niggaz The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz [Canibus] We savages, snatchin microphones from amateurs Cause like women who get abortions, I ain`t havin it I rip you, my metaphor content, will split you into little, powderlike crystals, so I can sniff you What I say should be displayed at the Smithsonian Your rhymes are phonier than cubic zirconias Have you any idea what I do to crews like you How many niggaz in my career, I ran through? Comin afta ya, blastin ya, with the shotgun like a front seat passenger You must be askin fa`, some sort of a massacre I`ll attack ya cardiovascular Shatter you like glass in automobile crashes when I smash that ass into blackberry molasses Rip your speaker to ashes, and kick a hole in it cause I`ll be in the crowd if you ain`t controllin it Chorus: Panama P.I. You see I roll with the wildest niggaz West Indian Island niggaz, unemployed jobless niggaz The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz See I roll with the wildest niggaz West Indian Island niggaz, unemployed jobless niggaz The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz [Canibus] I`m the illest lyricist in America -- MC`s can`t see me cause I`m too quick, for the human retina to regista I roll up on ya crew quicker than long sleeves At a +Speed+ that would confuse Keanu Reeves So ask yourself, who am I? I`m the illest MC that you ever seen in your fuckin life I hop into the backseat of a cab and rhyme til the meter says 9, 9, 9, 9 Line for line I battle any kind of MC at any time whether they signed or unsigned Wit many lines, more lines than a million pair of Adidas More lines than the bible quoted from Jesus More lines than a African herd of zebras Niggaz just ain`t fuckin wit the `cannabis seteva` This is for ALL you niggaz doin shows and shit Cause I`ll be in the crowd if you ain`t controllin it (Rakim: "Drop the mic, you shouldn`t be holdin it") Chorus: Panama P.I. See I roll with the wildest niggaz West Indian Island, unemployed jobless niggaz The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz See I roll with the wildest niggaz West Indian Island, unemployed jobless niggaz The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz Some hostile violent .. chemically ..imbalanced ..nigga! Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни How we roll: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/13699.html Все тексты песен: Canibus » Canibus - Second Round K.O. » Canibus - Master Thesis » Canibus - Cenoir Studies 02 » Canibus - 88 Hiphop Freestyle » Canibus - No Airplay » Canibus - A Different Vibe In La » Canibus - Dr C Phd » Canibus - 33 3`s » Canibus - Cemantics » Canibus - Chaos » Canibus - Second Round Knockout (Extended Version) » Canibus - Here 4 Free » Canibus - It`s Logic » Canibus - I Can, U Can`t » Canibus - Stupid Producers » Canibus - Cant Stop The Shining » Canibus - Boyz 2 Men » Canibus - Reebok Commercial Part 2 » Canibus - Intro » Canibus - Make a Name for Ourselves Рекомендуем скачать: » Яков Кофман - Случай на лекции (два монолога) » Ярослав Юдин - Про купца Иванова » Яковлев Антон - Кресты » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Ярослав Юдин - Посвящение сестре » Як Йола - Подберу музыку » Яна Симон - Мона Лиза » Яцюк Павел - Старый двор » Яков Гальперштейн - Папа и поход » Янка Дягилева - Столетний дождь » Ярослав Юдин - Если хочешь » Яков Коган - Серебряная улица » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яна Симон - Романс » Яков Кофман - Пятый пункт » Яна Симон - Она не ходила с пустым ведром... » Яна Симон - Viol D`Amour » Яков Кофман - (Из цикла Анекдоты) » Яков Кофман - Эх, стипендия! (Монолог голодного студента) » Яна - Сигаретный дым
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