Suckaz Need Bodyguards lyrics translation: GANGSTARR Suckaz Need Bodyguards song texte and letras GANGSTARR Suckaz Need Bodyguards tab, paroles and testo GANGSTARR Suckaz Need Bodyguards Karaoke and Music Video - none yet
mc`s be fakin` so now they get taken
Chorus:
Fake MC`s they always act hard
But won`t walk the street without they bodyguard
I hate fake MC`s they always act hard
But won`t walk the street without they bodyguard
Verse One:
mc`s i lay out like stiffs in the morgue
praise the lord you`re in awe
when i`m gripping the mic chord
rhymes i rip with swift execution
one verse to coherse your girl to prostition
the guru is now the brother you fear and
beware when i`m making hits with premier and
rolling to a spot near you
lyrics tear through
chrome to your dome
you better watch your rear view
niggaz been held back too long we`re coming up
in the streets we roll alone so watch me running up
i`m summing up a mad posse of warriors
night crusaders able to break down barriers
and bringing faces of death putting mc`s to rest
until there`s no fake chumps left
run, step, yeah bounce nigga bounce
my rhyme`s a [cargo] when yours is just a quarter ounce
Chorus 4X
Verse Two:
gangstarr boy and that`s beyond your comprehension
mad brothers in every city
you can feel the tension
to stop the killing wack mc`s must die
who am i
i`m the substance that`ll make your third eye cry
too potent, too high an intelligence quotient
when i unleash my speech i`ll have you punk rappers open
i won`t expose your names and your identities
you know you`re phoney get the fuck from in front of me
hardcore fans are fed up from your folk lore
lines strip you raw and infect you like cold sores
and i hope you`re not the one that i`m after
since the days of adidas i`ve been a true master
Chorus 4X
Verse Three:
i`ve been around punk but yo i still feel young
a few of my crew members like to pack guns
i`m high strung but don`t mistake me when i smile
i murder an entire rap chart with my freestyle
after the killing just like casper i`m ghost
fakes thought i was friendly [???]
toast without a gun you`d be done
throw up your hands bitch and now you know you stand to lose one
choose one metaphore and then choose another
wax that ass like a bully have you calling your big brother
although i`m five foot eight they call me sargeant
got more hoes in my dick than you can fit in the garden
at madison square i shot a fair one
so many niggaz knew me that the kid wouldn`t dare run
mc`s pay cash to ensure their safety
they know they can`t take me
The G-A-N-G, you crazy?
i be on them like a message from god
knowledge of self while fake mc`s play hard
Chorus 4X
Outro (2X):
fake mc`s they always act hard
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