Текст (слова) песни: Terminator X - Under The Sun

featuring Joe Sinistr

Intro:

Da-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun
Wa-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun
Da-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun
Wa-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun

Verse One:

All of that fuss was as my raps crushed
niggaz to slush I bust rhymes to Ice like Just
I spark thoughts, I get Biz to go off and
smoke rappers, who can`t blow up July 4th
Jam, it runs in the fam when I slam
Shaq-Attack, I Ja-pan like Ro-dan
I rip sets and wreck and get lifted like a gym set
Hit the deck, I get more milk than Wheat Chex
Who am I? Joe Sinistr, come on down now
Ron but I G, when I rock like Me Phi
Fire drill, I burn rappers like Marshall Bill
Licensed to Ill, my crew gets fresh like Chill Will
I`m shit hot, I drop like sex in my `plex
I`m in deep some say it`s similar to Loch Ness
When I draw with my funk niggaz from the Yard
They hit em hard, so EN GUARDE!!

Da-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun
Wa-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun
Da-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun
Wa-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples...

Verse Two:

The Big Bang, my dick hangs like Klu Klux
I`m too much, I rap sick like... niggaz with the lupus
I got wears to the gears looka here
I got more skills than, Cheers have beers
I shoot bop pops, we call his cough drops
It`s Tojo, some say I`m more evil than the walla
I start fume, my rap packs more than carpools
I crack heads, like the Dead when they spark fools
Cough in the record, nasty foul like Patti Austin
Wanna be startin, I lose more kids than the
orphan-G from straight up like, if you want beef
I socks punks and wreck it from the jump like fair beats
Beats, instant replay
I got Flavor like the Units who led, Mr. DJ
Who split the loose ends, Off and On like Trendz
My rap bends, my god, kids, how I accent!!

Da-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun
Wa-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun
Da-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun
Wa-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun

Verse Three:

Hellelllell yeahhh I get, more Fresh than Bel-Air
My rap triggers, that pack more niggaz then welfare
I got Speech, a-aight, I hit the temple I rock chrome
Some say I`m not home like Mr. Wendal
My nine`s gonna bring you more drama than Tawana
My rap blasts`ll run through more track than Jack Horner
Joe struck the puff, more Mighty than the Duck
to get props, when I Wreck Shop like A-Plus
Cos that`s how I feel, I`m real, let`s not deal
But I shoot em up, to slang on pop steals
I kick diction, I`m more hot than Hell`s Kitchen
Gates, The Man Without Face like Mel Gibson
Weed fair, hit the Phillies lit I rap like a grip
so rough, I gets it up for that chilly bitch
My style rips reals, here`s the deal
Get out or, get killed like a fuckin soldier in Israel BITCH!!

Da-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun
Wa-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun (Repeat to end)

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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: Terminator X - Under The Sun featuring Joe Sinistr Intro: Da-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun Wa-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun Da-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun Wa-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun Verse One: All of that fuss was as my raps crushed niggaz to slush I bust rhymes to Ice like Just I spark thoughts, I get Biz to go off and smoke rappers, who can`t blow up July 4th Jam, it runs in the fam when I slam Shaq-Attack, I Ja-pan like Ro-dan I rip sets and wreck and get lifted like a gym set Hit the deck, I get more milk than Wheat Chex Who am I? Joe Sinistr, come on down now Ron but I G, when I rock like Me Phi Fire drill, I burn rappers like Marshall Bill Licensed to Ill, my crew gets fresh like Chill Will I`m shit hot, I drop like sex in my `plex I`m in deep some say it`s similar to Loch Ness When I draw with my funk niggaz from the Yard They hit em hard, so EN GUARDE!! Da-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun Wa-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun Da-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun Wa-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples... Verse Two: The Big Bang, my dick hangs like Klu Klux I`m too much, I rap sick like... niggaz with the lupus I got wears to the gears looka here I got more skills than, Cheers have beers I shoot bop pops, we call his cough drops It`s Tojo, some say I`m more evil than the walla I start fume, my rap packs more than carpools I crack heads, like the Dead when they spark fools Cough in the record, nasty foul like Patti Austin Wanna be startin, I lose more kids than the orphan-G from straight up like, if you want beef I socks punks and wreck it from the jump like fair beats Beats, instant replay I got Flavor like the Units who led, Mr. DJ Who split the loose ends, Off and On like Trendz My rap bends, my god, kids, how I accent!! Da-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun Wa-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun Da-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun Wa-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun Verse Three: Hellelllell yeahhh I get, more Fresh than Bel-Air My rap triggers, that pack more niggaz then welfare I got Speech, a-aight, I hit the temple I rock chrome Some say I`m not home like Mr. Wendal My nine`s gonna bring you more drama than Tawana My rap blasts`ll run through more track than Jack Horner Joe struck the puff, more Mighty than the Duck to get props, when I Wreck Shop like A-Plus Cos that`s how I feel, I`m real, let`s not deal But I shoot em up, to slang on pop steals I kick diction, I`m more hot than Hell`s Kitchen Gates, The Man Without Face like Mel Gibson Weed fair, hit the Phillies lit I rap like a grip so rough, I gets it up for that chilly bitch My style rips reals, here`s the deal Get out or, get killed like a fuckin soldier in Israel BITCH!! Da-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun Wa-dum, da-dum, here comes the peoples from under the sun (Repeat to end) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Under The Sun: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/8478.html Все тексты песен: Terminator X » Terminator X - Sticka » Terminator X - Under The Sun » Terminator X - Herc Yardman Word » Terminator X - Herc`s Message Рекомендуем скачать: » Тату - Одна » Таня Буланова - Мальчишка » Тимур Шаов - Мизантроп Костюхин... » Татьяна Тишинская - Май » Татьяна Афраймович - Царевна-Лягушка-4 » Татьяна Королева - Как зайдет мое солнце... » Татьяна Флейшман - К стихотворению Вероники Долиной » Татьяна Овсиенко - За розовым морем » Тату - Полчаса » Трофим (Трофимов Сергей) - Братва » Татьяна Афраймович - Пленница » Тимур Шаов - Письмо израильскому другу » Таня Буланова - Ничего хорошего » Трудное Детство - Я готов целовать песок » Татьяна Буланова - Купи-продай » Татьяна Афраймович - Терпеливым » Тимур Шаов - Идея всеобщего братства » Танцы Минус - Иду за тобой » Тату - 30 Минут » Татьяна Глазкова - Уже писать пора Великие стихи...
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