matic a écrit:Le 1er titre leaké de l'album "B.O.S.S."
"I'm Still A MC" (prod. by Komplex)
http://www.zshare.net/audio/57194032f033f0b1/
La prod ne m'emballe pas plus que ça, mais Crooked I fait très mal comme d'habitude!!!!!
Lyrics (Chorus)
I'm still a MC, and you a rapper homes
I still get paid, Im money chaperone
I still got goons, they keep blammers on
Before I sell out, I'll leave this rap alone
(Verse 1)
So tell your girlfriend to kiss me through her camera phone,
I still get cheque's from iTunes and Amazon,
All you rappers done shifted to the hammer zone,
Fuck you and every video you dancing on,
Say my acurate spittery's too lyrical ,
Immaculate delivery, lyrics a true miracle,
The new westament book I'm too spiritual,
Long Beach is Nazareth homie the dude's biblical,
The son of God flow since Gods my father,
Jesus MC, walkin on top of aqua,
The son of Jah till Rasta's put God and father together,
Get Godfather now I'm a Mobsta.
(Chorus x 2)
I'm still an MC, Fuck dumbing down
I still get paid, pockets weigh a 100 pounds
I still got goons, my team run the town
Before I sell out, I'll stay underground
(Bridge?)
I'm still an MC, you still a DJ
I still get paid, from Long Beach to BK
I still got goons, better do what we say
Before I sell out, I'll let the heat spray
(Verse 2)
The coupe's ruthless, I'm driving the Eazy E way,
Getting brains on the 105 freeway,
Passing the Nickerson Gardens and the PJ's,
Switch to the 710, now it's Long Beach AYYYY!
Eastside or nothing, what you niggas mean,
17 shots, I call the bullets flying guillotine, stretch you like a limousine,
Squash you just like a centimeter centipede when the hennessy enters me,
You see you dudes don't interest me, I see you all the time throughout the industry,
You tellin' everybody that you are in the streets, don't quit your day job then 'cause you ain't killing beats
(Chorusx2)
I'm still an MC, Fuck dumbing down
I still get paid, pockets weigh a 100 pounds
I still got goons, my team run the town
Before I sell out, I'll stay underground
(Bridge?)
I'm still an MC, you just a gimmick, fool
I still get get paid, I chill in Liverpool
I still got goons, 'cause real niggas rule
Before I sell out, I'm getting rid of you..
(Verse 3)
..For all the artistic song's that you didn't do,
They say a spitter can't get paid, that isn't true,
I think my ice is all white with a hint of blue,
I heard you got your chick a whip, I could get her two,
Now I'm getting Karen Stephans in ya girl car,
I should snatch your chain, rock it on worldstar,
I should let my goons slap you on TMZ,
I should fuck your whole day up like the DMV.(D in V)
Crooked's a classic like every song Biggie made,
Something like Jigga when him and Eminem was Renegades,
You found a hot nitch, you making pop hits, by next year bye bye, you rappers Gaaarrbage (Bye niggas! haha)
(Chorus x2)
I'm still an MC, Fuck dumbing down
I still get paid, pockets weigh 100 pounds (still get paid!)
I still got goons, my team run the town (we got goons!)
Before I sell out, I'll stay underground (Eastside!)
(Talking)
Chea (laughs) You suckers do what you got to, us real ones, we 'gon do what we want to
Chea (laughs) Fuck Dumbing Down! Fuck Dumbing Down!
Oh yeah, C.O.B!!
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