Mogul Club Best of Brooklyn Cypher 2014 Featuring King Critical, MadWiz, Yungstar & 3 more tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie. Posłuchaj MP3 i obejrzyj teledysk z Youtube oraz sprawdź chwyty.

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[Verse 1: Franco Vegas]

The boy Vegas just to look at you from uptown

Momma had to learn quick had me at my age now

Kept a blunt when she [?]

Gave me tough skin that made me the man I am now

I grew up a screw, hung out with shooters

The dribbling kind or the guys with 9's and Rugers

So you outta your mind if you think this Yankee boy coming with these weak punches you can call me Frankie Jude

No more crutches to lean on back to me against the world bout to get my swing on

New York great I get my Bernard King on

Outta this world I should spit this shit and cling on

I got 99 problems and the team ain't one

Well, 98 cause the cream ain't one

And if you got a problem I'll create one

Get your mans for these bars I cremate son

While you niggas talking Gucci, Louis, and Margiela

I'm thinking my man yella tryna keep my people better

See the difference 'tween me and you never equal

So just give me my space before I'm pressed to delete you

Flow chill and the bars so lethal, chicken

Ya I see you my talent was scared, me too

I grow fond of my lyrical strength

Got him jumping like Olajuwon fakes on the paint

I see they catching on gotta take in the bank

You been reaching the stars for its right up in your face

Niggas talk a lot of shit but you better know this

I ain't a Christian we can battle and I'll leave you soulless

You probably think I'm nuts I tell you the whole list

You wanna call me a dick well Ill tell you to blow this

I'm tired of being nice man who's back to menace

I think you whack so let's see if it's fact or fiction



[Verse 2: Radamiz]

For Hot 9 might come with a hot 99

Check my watch on the jet as the time flies

Bedstuy centerfold they ain't men they get menstruals

Slapping 8 rappers I got tentacles

Mad sick, got my temper in Bellevue Hospital

Be hospitable hip hop, I'll even take off my shoes

Never got fucked over by whacks so celibate

I'll sell you bait on how to rear in heavy weights as a welter weight

I'm warning you G I'm here to Regulate

The game I'm playing make lettermen's levitate

Worst flaws better than your best features

Worst verses better than your best features

If you wrote my worst lines they'll be your favorites

Always told I'll be paid if I had patience

Been cunning with the conundrums

Got December locked when the summer come

Running it so you running from

You tryna trick me with subtle lies, counter your sucker punch

Got mini me's double my size make bucks double up

Somersault Franklin and Grant like gymnastics

Who knew dead man in a coffin could still back flip

In my Swiss made loafers Swiss knife swiftness

Bitchassness is a sickness and you plus for the symptoms

Only we looking back if the parking parallel

Peter Parker climb the walls you built to wish I'd fail



[Verse 3: Yung star]

Better than me on the mic is what you never been

Nevermind I'm ahead of them niggas who's set to win

A better fighter better fighter with a better chin

Could take a hit could make a hit take a shit let me settle in

My demeanors cool but any given moment it can switch don't be confused tryna see it's me or goon

But I'm me I'm sick no remedy for this shit everything I kick had its feature smothered with ether fumes

So of course where your speakers boom [?]

Cause if I cut your ass with one of my track it'll be your deepest wound

Deeper than an ocean path that leads to a secret tomb

That seen through the wide eyes of a blind got his [?]

Ya I'm sick nigga

My flow is easily compared to razor blades knives and daggers I rip niggas

So change tones or get the strap and a bandage

My niggas we break bones no collateral damage

And I'm slicing the vaginas something like a [?] having awkward intercourse

With an enormous honkey donkey they say I wrote this the shit that's hopeless

That leaves you sick the coffin an uneasy wheeze and a [?]

[?] you lay it down to rest reaching out for the deck that I caused it

You couldn't sign a check to get out the deck what the cost is

Exceed your means [?] before you're forced to report to the coffin

And niggas yelling they the kings of their house

But half of y'all want to be the kings of the south

That's why a nigga like me gave respect to half the shit you say out your mouth

Y'all be treating this rap game like you laying on your couch

Getting way too comfortable nigga

But what you thought? Ain't nobody come or you niggas

That bitch Molly in the Molly's probably comfort you niggas

But I ain't with it once I get back to lyrics then it's done for you niggas



[Verse 4: Ioan Delice]

I've been over looked by loads of niggas

Got me detoured on verge of exploding niggas

And nicotine got all of my teeth eroding niggas

Don't feel I need 'em cause I'm tryna be the truest spitter

Fuck a [?] type that eats his dogs out his own liter

Or to get rid of another potential winner?

Colder than winter I could give a fuck if desperation got me throwing both my fingers up

I ain't saying I throw them under the bus

But if they jay walk as the bus comes I tell them not to rush

You probably blush man I'm sick in the head

All the niggas that wrote me off gon' wish I was dead

I keep it realer than most on this side of the coast

As far as I know the rest only see through a scope

Roll an L then I toke in the air I blow smoke

Spit cold in the 3rd degree like murder I wrote

Nigga I'm absolute ain't no imitating my flow

The sky ain't the limit for I am way more higher

I'm way too fly for these niggas to see me

I'm up now looking down all you niggas look tinnie

I'm sitting top of the mound screaming the fuck is up now?

Salute to all of my troops before I begin to execute

Bust like I was popped in a double Duece

Through your mother goose feather flew knocking pussies off the fucking pedestal

More truth in this booth than a confession room

Feel like my mind gone as the depression looms

I'm thinking crazy I thinking I may be looney toons

But fuck it I'mma embrace it if this what looneys do

Girls wanna do me niggas wanna fight me

Rappers can't lyricise so all they try to do is bite me

Back to my senior year I swear nobody like me

Try to cut my ass when they did the most likely's

They said I'll be most likely to be hooked on weed

Living bummy it's funny cause now they front like they love me

They try to reach out I cut them off now their arms stubby

[?]

[?] ain't none of you worth I'm absolute!


[Verse 5: Madwiz]

I go on like peroxide, in like chicken from Popeyes

I used to play stupid but then I got wise

Now when I see doubles they be ta-tas, make 'em

Shake like maracas, to make the world turn counter clockwise

Trippin' on niggas that's my size, giants and titans

Duffin' niggas instead of trying to light 'em

I come to accept the fact that I'm anti-social

If it's me you tryna get close to stay hopeful

Wiz, for your wifey and your fatherless kids

That's how it is, I ain't sorry I did

I already did, and bitch I never look back

Meals you could cook that, but understand you'll

Never have my heart, you ain't know

You was waiting for your cab from the start

And it's parked outside until you have to debark

But the God's ruthless, and cupid couldn't shoot this

But yo I'll never sweat that though, time to get stupid

The rottweiler, hundred dollar stack piler

Who pops collars, chasing the money like cops and robbers

Cats in my dog house? I'm going all out

Madwiz baby 'bout to show you what the war about

Put you in the position to watch your mouth

When I pull the sword out, give your friends liqour to pour out

My occupation is giving these rappers more doubt

They not nice I'm gonna pull a hip-hop heist

For all the days I was starving it just got right

And fuck a Bentley, I couldn't even cop bikes

But my luck changing fuck thugs and fuck banging

Some of the stuff I'm aiming, would have had my butt hanging

From the gallows, blunts I puff, same shit

That made hol shallow, and I'm smooth like allow

Who the pharaoh of rapping and the hood's Dirty Harold

Who point the barrel, and put the fucking slaughter to the cattle

So I can clack it, turn this actor into an actress

I be flippin on niggas like I was practicing gymnastics

Word to my glasses, when I catch wreck it's massive

Up to the last bit dawg, who you wanna clash with?

Dangerous


[Verse 6: King Critical]

Left Arrow backslash kill em right arrow

Yeah that's embedded I'm headed for yo marrow

I'm picking your bones thug for fucking up my harmony

Bodies get folded up if these niggas don't honor me

You ought to be in a different sport cause in this court

You'll get your arteries torched and of course that'll be the cost

If you bother me, see my only option is killing em

When in a black hood in a black hood full of Zimmermans

Fuck simmering I'm Yosemite with the synonyms

Sit em in everybody's body that's why they listening

Smack the baby and everybody that's at the christening

Notorious Crit fucking the game til' my dick is in

The dirt, but a nigga put in work

Can't tell if I'm kicking ass or if I'm kicking a, verse

Swear you niggas is trash one word for y'all, hurst

If there was a fountain of rap you nigga a died of, thirst

Safe to say I'm back again leaving your abdomen

Like you had spoil milk by accident

Loyal built till the soil spill on our backs again

Consider this rare but use that shit as acronym

Cause real and raw excellence that's the message I'm passing em

Get the message my message leave messes when attacking em

Flow is so precious but yet so precious when I put passion In

When asked for the best they send thea god but I ain't African

I was taught batter up or be cake batter and

I'm way pass code like computers that they be hacking in

I guess I'm the elf of this rap I see

Cause its niggas with no presence tryna rap like me

And where I'm from it ain't no black eyed peas

Just blacks in black black eyes and black eyed peas

But i studied got good at showing my mental with a pencil

So the raps Get more woooo's then a Ric Flair tribute

The shit I wrote be the shit you wrote with a stencil

I paint the thickest coats you need a coat to get in to

I'm too cold yo 10 jabs won't equal to these two blows

Raps full with cracks like the diapers on a sumo

Tell the ref blow the whistle these rappers coming up too short

Come up too close and get the treatment of a Newport

Niggas is glucose all sugar in you writers

They see the best of Brooklyn now everybody do Cyphers

You could cypher if you want you get cyphered like a blunt

Time to pay the piper you peppers bite us you pickled chumps

A never see me if you put pcp in the punch

But it's pcp in the punchlines tryna punk mines

Treat you rappers like you wrappers now its crunch time

Cause I'm the pro of this era can't compare these eyes

They peep the steez see J's and swear he fly

R.I.P STEEZ couldn't sleep when had to hear he died

Once the care leaves I'm Achilles i'ma kill these guys

I'm so serious

It ain't even a spec a man in yo specimen

You'll see L's before everything like a Mexican

Bar for bar ain't no rapper next to him

They destined to be equal like wheelchair pedestrians

Mogul club we the ones you should've invested in

The beasts of this coast but we ain't in the same set as them

That ain't no diss I got nothing but respect for them

But honestly if you want honesty we the best of them

Last year I said I was a charger so you better dodge

This year I'm saying I'm your father I got better bars 

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