10 - Da Anthem (Ft. MoZaic & Kelpi)
DEAD BROKE ANTHEM PEOPLE!!!! ITS CRAZY!!!
hiphop
rap
underground
punchline
dead broke
da gloves
round ii
Lyrics
[Chorus]
Its Dead Broke Mutherfucker…
Who the fuck wanna die, I ask, who the fuck wanna try…
This die hard click that’s too sick too rip…
Get the fuck up outta here, Get up outta here…
(Repeat)
[Punchline]
(Its Dead Broke Mutherfucker) make sure you pack a sack…
Cuz we feeding yall lyrics that ya hafta rap…
Its an addiction ya bitch, like a sack of crack…
So other clicks get kicked like a hacky sack…
Ima rep til I die my set that I ride….
So if ya hate on dat, you da next one to die…
Do this for da love, don’t see checks in my eyes…
So im next one to rise, like da jets in da sky’s…
Im not a rookie bitch, just a vet in disguise…
And that goes the same for the rest of my guys…
Gotta love da Anthem, its lyrically handsome…
Enough witta opinions that appear to be random…
We on top, face it, making on our ways…
Whether you like it or not, we taking our placceee…
Making our race, one on top thats down to roc…
And we’ll die the nastiest and take it to the graves, ya kno?
[Chorus]
Its Dead Broke Mutherfucker…
Who the fuck wanna die, I ask, who the fuck wanna try…
This die hard click that’s too sick too rip…
Get the fuck up outta here, Get up outta here…
(Repeat)
[MoZaic]
I'm from the home of the killas, so I fit the description,
The clip that im grippin might spit your prescription//1
Survive and strive is just some shit you'll be missin
You got a better chance in Iraq, bitch so get to enlisting//2
I'm sicker than sicknin bitch, shit I'm just bitchin,
I'm slicker than shittin and all you spittin is fiction//3
Dead Broke's the only click that gets to rippin with diction,
I keep a gun in the booth so I could spit while I'm spittin//4
I'm too fuckin gangsta, but this clique ain't restrictin,
How gangsta I get, we fuckin fit with precision//5
Punch is back for round two, but round one was a knockout,
You been waitin for a hit well bitch ya fuckin clock's out//6
We got the game on lock just like the NHL,
My boys'll put you in a box, and not ya in-mate's cell//7
My fuckin guns smoke, and they leave a stink on cops,
Dead Broke's in the game Mutha Fucka who you think's on top//8
[Chorus]
Its Dead Broke Mutherfucker…
Who the fuck wanna die, I ask, who the fuck wanna try…
This die hard click that’s too sick too rip…
Get the fuck up outta here, Get up outta here…
(Repeat)
[Kelpi]
Punchline and MoZaic to provide the heat
I ride tha beat, get murked if you lie to me//
Got all of Dead Broke on the side of me
Stay reppin muthafucka….no half steppin muthafucka//
Lyrically the best around, we don't mess around
Come test pound for pound, we spit round for round//
Make ya head spin round and round
Sound is profound, so we goin down, as the best out pound for pound//
Its been proven through the years
Since Icechilla and Big Mike kept a Dead Broke jingle movin through ya ears//
MoZaic keeps fire to spit
We told him keep writin that shit, he kept rollin, in spite of your diss//
Here we stand, as we get better by the day
So make wayyy, everyone from the front to rear demands//
Make room for the realist, as we kill this rap game
Remember I keep sixteen, and I don't even pack thangs muthafucka!!//
[Chorus]
Its Dead Broke Mutherfucker…
Who the fuck wanna die, I ask, who the fuck wanna try…
This die hard click that’s too sick too rip…
Get the fuck up outta here, Get up outta here…
(Repeat)