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  • Текст песни Akrobatik - U Can't Fuck Wit It

    Исполнитель: Akrobatik
    Название песни: U Can't Fuck Wit It
    Дата добавления: 14.06.2016 | 17:25:46
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    Challenge my verbal gymnastics

    Yo my style, it be up in that ass like verbal sodomy
    I gave you a lobotomy and punk you still callin me
    So now your crew is takin losses I'm larger than Colossus
    And all y'all niggas know just who the boss is
    It's Akrobatik on a mission
    Turnin your day time dreams to nocturnal emissions
    (Hit a bomb these tracks the raps of zombie ax ?)
    It bring the boom guaranteed to fill the room
    With tunes to make you swoon
    My extra flavor lasts an extra long time
    When I rip the stage with an extra strong rhyme
    Now, my rep grows like the nose of Pinocchio
    Just because I mastered the art of braggadocio
    Bumpin off the next men like X-Men
    Even my notebook scared it ran away with my next pen
    I'm leavin rappers in the dirt like fools gold
    Out of control to rule your soul is my goal now
    You can't fuck with the style
    And Akrobatik's runnin through these tracks like a four minute mile
    You can't fuck with the style
    And every time I touch the microphone I'm prone to get buck wild
    You can't fuck with the style
    I'm runnin with the wolves in the town like predators of the wild
    You can't fuck with the style
    Maxin with these queens +Livin Single+ just like Overton and Kyle

    Yo, I got a battle hymn for all your asses
    While you flowin like molasses I be revokin niggas ghetto passes
    I got a million flames to burn at chya
    His style I don't need it I'm even movin quadriplegics like they furniture
    While heads get sprayed like antihistamine
    I disinfect this rap shit like Listerine
    And mop ya cool like Mr. Clean
    Yo, claimin that ya kill something
    While you at McDonalds with a mop waitin for me to spill something
    How you whip a battle fresh flippin cattle flesh
    I make your life full of stress come test
    The word on the street is that rap's gonna die
    The way some niggas rhyme it ain't no need to wonder why
    Yo you think you comin with battle raps
    While my style's tighter than crooked cop's handcuffs and fuckin saddle straps
    First rappers get gassed and then they jell up
    I take you out the frame and have your picture be developed
    Yo, I'm makin rappers have conniptions
    And start some crack habits call me Akrobatik cause I flip shit
    Yo, and if your rap style broke, nigga fix it
    I can't believe your word if how you live it contradicts it
    You can't fuck with the style
    I got my shit lock down like (my kazzow?), c'mon now
    You can't fuck with the style
    And every time I touch the microphone I'm prone to get buck wild
    You can't fuck with the style
    I'm runnin with the wolves in the town like predators of the wild
    Yo, you can't fuck with the style
    So call me Lance Ito cause I'm puttin niggas on trial

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