Nine Thou - Styles Of Beyond
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Verse 1:
Hey yo first things first
It's time to shake ground in the eighth round
Bax better & break down
From the beat & the wild tone, jump in the cyclone
Styles, yes i know
We're the ... team, maxime....
Put 'em up, what the ****
Stuff they can't breathe
Off the wall spitting, n***a we're in the tag-team
What's up now? jump down, stuff they cant breathe
Yo! you kno the routine, the demon effect
Please, dont step, you wanna be one of my pet peeve's
The more beef the better, sound strange but you all wanna creep together
Ok? in the club what a cheesy sweater
Why not, we got so much street credit, the rookie police let us
Now that's bull-ish, cuz we dont act sweet
Cuz i can run 10 laps in a track meet
Chorus:
Keep it moving it's on now
Making it punk rile
Shaking the funk rile
Rip it apart style
Fakin' the funk pal
Dunk watch the punk
What now, watch your battleship get sunk down
Click, pow, nine thou, what?
Just what i thought, what's up now?
Verse 2:
Hold it down, never give in
Styles having your limbs
Or weather you want it to end
Dirty m'again, i burn him again
05 serving them sins
Or 30 your friends get knocked out, turbuline wind
Punk'd out, what you want, take a look at my grin
I'm a fish you can tell by the flippers & fin's
C'mon, yo! i got a wack style
... the offspring & joke with 'em
The distort ... stream
Who am i? ... relate who & i
Cruising your bed, how to live .... in july
Area 51 stereo, vibe, gun live
Here we go, west soldiers, we drop some
We're the kids in the hall, with the new lactate
Blast from both angles, a bulldog saint
So, get up get up & let the sound hit ya
Snap the ... style picture uh!
(repeat chorus)
Verse 3:
Who the **** .... upon a shellfish
In any your style playing the ... blitz
Drilling your brain, like rap & video-games
But it's a **** the styles get any of your fame
Yo! what kind of stuff is he on
Really its styles, c'mon punk shove off
You really gotta be gone, ripped out of your brain
Script over your lip to dispossess your ... game
What's with this ... me kibbles n bits
We're in the street ... the globe i can't fix
Get it? i'm sick with it, when i spit the venom
& it drip's up in 'em & it get's the women in a quick dilemma
We can settle it now, & i don't kno who did it but they said it was styles
(repeat chorus)
Click, pow, nine thou, what? just what i thought what's up now (x2)
Shapeshifter - Celldweller
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Red, yellow, hit green, then go, breathe in slow
S.O.B
You ain't never seen nothing so rugged at 90
Uh huh, with the cops behind me yo!
The boiler's grinding, keep the cuffs, enjoy your doughnuts sir, you ain't gonna find me
It's not likely…
You're chasing a ghost with no brakes, slow down
Hundred proof octane, ready to…
Stop playing, I'm hot man, gimme that pink slip
Time's up, the animals crept through
Leave them in the dust with a packet of jet fuel
Too quick, eat 'em up, better for pet food
No brain, slow lane, missing your head screws
Skin and bones let mess with your chrome set
Tricked out, hopping like your cruse in a cold chest
Parked in eagle with a safety pin
Take the backseat, now let the games begin, yeah
Ha, get ready, get set, let's roll
Road warrior in a bit of petrol
Red, yellow, hit green, then go, breathe in slow
Shape shifter
Come on man, you can't be real
I'll show you what it is, let the anthem build
Shape shifter
Put the pedal to the metal and go
Tough match, you lost by a hubcap
The big boss spray painted on my mud flap
Get a rush, yeah we're calling your cold bluff
Can never get enough
Step in, hold your breath and hang tight
Known for the big dollar bet in the cage fight
You're playing with the sharks, step inside
Everybody on your mark, get set, now let's ride.
That's right, put the pedal to the metal and go
The yellow madellow with slicks on sending 'em home
Stick cars in the concrete, gripping the road
So quick, get in the palm trees, look out, whoa
We got car keys hooked to remote controls
Hit a button that'll smoke and they'll rip you off
I told you, I don't want to close your…
Quit now before you get blown in a casket
Ha, get ready, get set, let's roll
Road warrior in a bit of petrol
Red, yellow, hit green, then go, breathe in slow
Shape shifter
Come on man, you can't be real
I'll show you what it is, let the anthem build
Shape shifter
Put the pedal to the metal and go
All things melting
While time is shifting
Transist, transform
Yielding, bending
While time is shifting
Two shapes they can't get straight
Get ready, get set, let's roll
Shape shifter
Come on man, you can't be real
I'll show you what it is, let the anthem build
Shape shifter
If you want it, come and let me know
I'm right here, put the pedal to the metal and go
Shape shifter
Come on man, you can't be real
I'll show you what it is, let the anthem build
Shape shifter
Put the pedal to the metal and go
In a Hood near you - Suni Clay
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Yo...
[Chorus 4X]
I tell 'em everywhere anywhere murder
What was really good
My, my hood
If I was y'all I wouldn't come around here
I'd watch both pots cause they ain't from around here
Man stay with the stizzy cause I'm from around here
And not even the cops dare to come around here
So if ya hit the ambulance it don't come around here
Now ya stuck not even cabs they don't run around here
If ya hungry pizzaman he don't come around here
And I bet Jehovas Witness they knock around here
Whips get stolen they never gettin towed around here
Stay in the news, but never nuthin' new around here
If you ain't never been to the ghetto man
Don't ever come to the ghetto man
[Chorus 4X]
I heard there was a few people down there
Welfare made the rent a lil cheaper down there
Don't be slippin you'll get cut up and cheated with down here
For ya bling, even ya two way beeper down there
I got this b***, mmm... she got a crib down there
I moved out while still get to live down there
You couldn't go down there to see ho around there
I you ever ask around there, I'll go down there
So don't go down there, in ya gold down there
Ya lookin for trouble even when ya stroll down there
'N ya whipped, popped at down the road down there
They don't play
Streets of war... hopes down there
Who ain't, hood prince still poor down there
been workin mighty hard 'til they old down there
'N they got a security guard in the store down there
But them kids are sellin me stuff they stole down there..man
[Chorus 4X]
Well I guess its the same everywhere
Come around iced-out n you get 'aight' anywhere
Fight to give it up or you get 'aight' anywhere
Most these people...they don't live anywhere
So every other night they just sleep everywhere
I tried to live that life but it ain't get me anywhere
I make my money here there but I can make it anywhere
Ask me bout me 'Suni', they respect me everywhere
Been in biggin' pop-down here there everywhere
Every block locked down here there everywhere
Guess they got fiends every block everywhere
'N they pumpin' Biggie 'n 'Pac every block everywhere
When ya lookin for the cops...u can't find 'em anywhere
Kids lookin for the pops 'n can't find 'em anywhere
'N their mama keep on switchin the creep down there
[Chorus 4X]
Is that your place?
Is that your hood?
Is that your block?
Is that your place?
Is that your hood?
Is that your block?
Is that your hood?
Yo....
I'll be there soon to a hood near you
Suni Clay wrap
Marcus Kane productions
What up?
Fired up - Hush
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CHORUS
My crew is all fired up
Y'all better just wise up
Everybody gettin' sized up
Before we all rise up
Start runnin' your times up
Cuz' when my crew ride up
The sky gon' light up
Everybody get FIRED UP!!!
Verse 1
I walk this planet the most rugged
Most can only see this heat but don't touch it
Cuz' you might get 'em burned
When I come through it's my turn
Never get in my way or you're getting' rolled over
Like Rover cuz' my fist's a bulldozer
I throw these dogs in the street to melodys
Like a heartbeat playing against piano keys
It's a breeze 365 degrees
Turn around and you might catch these so justt freeze
A riddle with no clues I'm a walking nightmare
Anywhere anytime boy I don't fight fair
A day in my shoes is a day with no fear
So walk barefooted and save your whole year
And I wear a mouthpiece cuz' I grit my teeth
So just bite your tongue before you get your a** beat?
CHORUS
CHORUS 2
In the club to a beat
In the street wit' a beef in the heat
EVERYBODY GET FIRED UP!!!
If it's black or it's white
If it's wrong or it's right day or night
EVERYBODY GET FIRED UP!!!
Don't matter if you win or you lose
Only one thing to do
EVERYBODY GET FIRED UP!!!
Put it down every town every city
If you feel me and you wit' me
EVERYBODY GET FIRED UP!!!
Verse 2
I'm an S.O.B.
That's a son of a b*** homie you don't know me
I was put here to slap you silly and clap Billy
And clap everything in the track like Mac Milly's
And that's just the half really
You don't wanna see the other side I suggest you act quickly
And ran swiftly and get outta my way before the gats empty
(C'MON!!!) and just tempt me?
CHORUS
CHORUS 2
