UNI equals us...
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Story behind the song
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Lyrics
-Aristokrat-
All I need is a rum and a coke, Hennessey and a blunt of the dro, to get me gassed up, pimpin with the gangsta lean, thats why ya little wifey wanna eat the franks and beans, fake emcees get served like bass to fiends, wit a flow so fat that it break the seams, put ya face to the concrete, taste the street, basically, you see that I reign supreme, make you scream wit ease if you feelin hip hop, if not, you gon scream from a dillinger shot, cuz in hip hop I get props after just a word or two, drunk, Ill murder you, I stay pissy like a urinal, say it wit authority just like the colonel do, fore you try and play games, fuckin learn the rules, we a bunch of glock poppers eatin hot lobsters, savor the flavor, we everlastin like gobstoppers, move across the atlas, much to hard to match it, bringin rap back to mack 10s and starter jackets, automatics, leave you all in fragments, raps causin havoc, you could call it magic, not even all the talent in the world could equal me though, damn, he nice the antichrist and the seed of evil, grab ya holy water, Im blessin the whole bottle, ladies and gentlemen, we negative role models, throw bottles and blow hollows at opposition, dont got a pot to piss in, but I got alot of vision, so keep it focused as we overdose the track, where my soldiers at, hope you know the facts, thats the golden rap.
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UNI equals us, provided we trust each side is enough, just for
UNI equals us, when times gettin rough, never decide to give up
UNI equals us, divided we stuck, we must arise and re-up
UNI equals us, but what comes up in the dawn must die in the dusk
-the Hypnotist-
Step to me and Im stuntin ya growth, thats like a priest makin fun of the pope, you gettin broken off like a shank, nah mean? you turn red, just the color that I paint the scene, I make you bleed, Im like a high-ranked marine, in a tank overseas wit a laser beam, afraid of me, ya body turned a shade of green, and crazily, its all just a game to me, I played ya team, you beat and Im still on the top, while ya crews goin down like the pills that you pop, in fact you mighta heard a few verses that are sure to do damage, manage to get you open like convertibles, hot like a burnin flu, I got like 32 tracks to lay down, only spit when Im vertical, the world is filled with knob-slobbers and cock-blockers, we the original issue, Hypnotik clock-stoppers, you could call it madness, you shouldve brought ya glasses when you saw the fastest rhyme-spitters and Boston rappers, We be heart-attackers, CD autographers, got ya moms on the mattress makin pornographics, youd be fallin backwards if you see what we do, its all about word of mouth, and meetin people, cause and effect: when I spit hoes swallow, got her bent over the bed and Im in full throttle, Im so hot Ill blow smoke out of alotta systems, oh, you my opposition, so wheres the competition? I wrote the raps that broke backs, grab ya shoulder pads, where my soldiers at, know the facts, thats the golden rap.
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