Musical Stampede lyrics translation: LOOPTROOP Musical Stampede song texte and letras LOOPTROOP Musical Stampede tab, paroles and testo LOOPTROOP Musical Stampede Karaoke and Music Video - none yet
`Chorus
Whatever I say over the beat it`s a hit cus it`s hot./ However I sound better believe that it`s hip to the hop./ However you feel all my peops just lick off a shot./ Whatever you do Embee make sure the shit don`t stop…
It`s murder on the dance floor. Call the paramedics!/
Right now, or you won`t live to regret it./
Outline the whole crowd in chalk when I spit talk./
Slidin` through all the blood like a crip walk./
Yeah, a lame ass metaphor,/
but say it better or shut the fuck up,/
cus like my man said: It`s all about who kicks the lamest shit,/
and gets away with it. Fool./
In this rap I`m all about havin` some fun with it,/
and burn till there`s no return like capital punishment./
Promoe - on your FM dial,/
with Looptroop - mother effin` styles./
From Sweden. Bleedin` all over the cut./
Female emcees I spread semen all over your butt,/
male emcees I knock out screamin` over you: What?/
You must be dreamin` thinkin` you can fuck/
with the Promoe - ahead of all heads,/
the Promoe - a dread among bald heads./
With more hair and beard than you bargained for./
Don`t f around cus my squad is raw./
It`s Looptroop - the click is full proof./
Looptroop - too thick to shoot through./
Bullets bouncin` off the boulevard to the beat./
With my heart to the street man I`m hard to defeat./
Without Embee you ain`t fuckin` with me./
Without 10 G`s you ain`t fuckin` with him./
Without him - no hits - you ain`t makin` a fuckin` cent,/
so fuckin` with us don`t make no motherfuckin` sense motherfucker!
Chorus
This goes out to all of those who been oppressed for too long/
and don`t know where they belong./
This goes out to all my people who had enough/
of the chains and handcuffs./ (x2)
Alright we`re smaller than you but we`re more than you,/
so we move faster, eat you whole before you shoot yo./
No time to gaze, bun them evil acts they do./
They know my face so run before they catch you too./
You don`t want that, trust me, I`ve been to hell and back/
but if you get caught remember to tell them that/
this music don`t back for nobody, retreat for nothin`/
cus it`s the pulse of all the people strugglin`/
The lifeline for the hopeless, the eyes of the blind,/
the underworld communication of our time/
so rise and shine, they can`t eliminate the messages./
Even if they kill us can`t get us cus…
Chorus
Embee did it again! - Haters no like/
but they gotta bounce to it cus the show`s so tight/
Turn up the volume `til the beat make the vinyl skip!/
No funny binniz, I repeat, we ain`t signing shit!/
Schlooks stay young and angry, horny, hungry, drunk and high/
sex junkies now.. /
But I, don`t want no medecine, want you to let me in/
mamita call him, tell him that you found a better friend!/
Your moms recommend, - You stay away from them!/
But I don`t blame you for kickin it with the champion./
From the dragons den - Waxkabinetten!/
Spit fire at your management and tying up your president./
I represent DVSG`z, cop any previous release,/
and recognize game, we feeding the streets/
that musical stampede, follow my lead,/
put your fist up in the air, and let em know who we be!