The X-Ecutioners, Kool G Rap, Big Pun - Dramacyde lyrics
[The X-Ecutioners, Kool G Rap, Big Pun - Dramacyde lyrics]
No doubt the real drama shit
All ya rap niggas pay homage
When he raps, spit atomics
When verse crash the Earth like a comet
Raise a prophet
Make hot lava spit out like vomit
We Vietnam it
Scramble ya brain like an omelette
Spling baby link the bomb it
Keep you reek niggas in bondage
A convicts we Allah, then we bomb it
We trom it
It take a Terror Squad to dis arm it
We layin with grenades in our palms
Two hours longer
Ah shit nigga
You got me started momma one of the good boys
Said she got a 400 pound retarted
Bronx nigga from the Projects
What nigga you don't want it
Cock figga figga got it
You make me sick, fuckin wit Pun
Youse a crazy bitch hold him for ransom
Or cut off his tongue in cause he itchin
80 stitches across cheak
70 more for talkin cheap
A buck 50 even nigga
That's regulation on the street
"No man can go against me!"
"You don't stop me"
Up out of the foxholes, inside the trenches
Closin in for miles to
Inches, killin the distance, enemy flinches
Death finces left for kid limus
Made mine behind the barb wire fences
Crossfire tent winters saw my man blow
Bandana tied tight like Rambo
Burn a slug make the land glow
Niggas screamin for medics and ammo
Every soldier in your camp go
Me and my man Joe got ya back
AKA Joey Crack, AK with the mack
Makin my to the pack
Everyday I gotta be strapped
Cuz niggas don't know how to act
You don't wanna go the gap
Cuz T-Squad gonna react
Whatta we go? thugs and ammo
By a hundred tons of guns and rambos
Just in case you comin Commando
I'm a Sopranos and Corleones
Wit they own armies
And a couple of morrenos that'll die for me
Hammers a law under the camouflage
Here to take charge
Put a cap inside ya cap and
Leave a four in your sarge killas are large
My two trade pound gauge will sound hard
For every round sabotage
Bodies hit the ground hard
That's a pound dog bout to get
Down and put the work
Try the jury but it wouldn't work
Skit but it wouldn't merk
He glass, no glass, think fast
Yo ass too late, muthafucka
Pun and G-Rap are too fast
"Act like you want Drama" "Kool G rap"
"Big Pun" "X-Executioners style"
All ya rap niggas pay homage
When he raps, spit atomics
When verse crash the Earth like a comet
Raise a prophet
Make hot lava spit out like vomit
We Vietnam it
Scramble ya brain like an omelette
Spling baby link the bomb it
Keep you reek niggas in bondage
A convicts we Allah, then we bomb it
We trom it
It take a Terror Squad to dis arm it
We layin with grenades in our palms
Two hours longer
Ah shit nigga
You got me started momma one of the good boys
Said she got a 400 pound retarted
Bronx nigga from the Projects
What nigga you don't want it
Cock figga figga got it
You make me sick, fuckin wit Pun
Youse a crazy bitch hold him for ransom
Or cut off his tongue in cause he itchin
80 stitches across cheak
70 more for talkin cheap
A buck 50 even nigga
That's regulation on the street
"No man can go against me!"
"You don't stop me"
Up out of the foxholes, inside the trenches
Closin in for miles to
Inches, killin the distance, enemy flinches
Death finces left for kid limus
Made mine behind the barb wire fences
Crossfire tent winters saw my man blow
Bandana tied tight like Rambo
Burn a slug make the land glow
Niggas screamin for medics and ammo
Every soldier in your camp go
Me and my man Joe got ya back
AKA Joey Crack, AK with the mack
Makin my to the pack
Everyday I gotta be strapped
Cuz niggas don't know how to act
You don't wanna go the gap
Cuz T-Squad gonna react
Whatta we go? thugs and ammo
By a hundred tons of guns and rambos
Just in case you comin Commando
I'm a Sopranos and Corleones
Wit they own armies
And a couple of morrenos that'll die for me
Hammers a law under the camouflage
Here to take charge
Put a cap inside ya cap and
Leave a four in your sarge killas are large
My two trade pound gauge will sound hard
For every round sabotage
Bodies hit the ground hard
That's a pound dog bout to get
Down and put the work
Try the jury but it wouldn't work
Skit but it wouldn't merk
He glass, no glass, think fast
Yo ass too late, muthafucka
Pun and G-Rap are too fast
"Act like you want Drama" "Kool G rap"
"Big Pun" "X-Executioners style"