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To the godfathers
STK
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Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #7,523
Peak in subgenre #1,097
Author
LegaC
Rights
STK-LegaC
Uploaded
December 01, 2002
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MP3 3.1 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Lyrics
Yo yo check it Yo fuck ya whole team, ya’ll niggas is tasting death// My vocals peek on treble and clef, u piss on ya self// Look I burn all u niggas right quick, an watch u fold// Steak sauce is the shit that makes you bold// The magnificent individual, a fucking human smoker// I can see how you got one ace in a deck full a jokers// Devour ya brain cells, ya vertebrae, I make it mines// How the fuck ya’ll gonna be brave when u lack a spine// Invert my intestines on ya lyrics, just ta shit on ya rhymes// My comeback at gods, is not that serious to be bothered// How I’m a be fucked with, when I’m the god a fore fathers// Christian coming at me, jus makes him a religious martyr// Like Taliban’s on suicide jihads, except u blowing ya self// Would think I had pneumonia, by the fluid from my chest// I mastered vocabulary, the prodigy of rhymes schemes and words// This battle is not like the titanic, cuz I’m sinking the iceberg// Ya’ll niggas is mobsters now, this is war killed ya crew// I’m a have these same mobsters handling cement shoes// It’s that nigga lucky luss aka the fucking cooch// Ya’ll better hope that godfather and STK call a truce// I see how cards stick together, when ace only fucks deuce// Nigga I birthed ya audios, been doing this fa light years// You fucking hustled fa half ya gear, seeing that is rare// Like ya girl detested the sight a money and men// Cuz to Frank and her, it’s not all about benjamins// You come dropping bombs, while I already land mines// Fuck projecting big bills and quarters, I’m landing dimes// How ya’ll niggas sneaker crazy, but lacking the cream// Check it, I rock nines, and distribute sixteens// I’m sympathetic to these wasted and expended beats// Like I pulled the clutch on vipers, I smoke the streets// I leak my rhymes I speak In dialects similar to greek// Ya’ll niggas is like the grizzlies winning, its jus Memphis bleak// Say highs and hellos to saws, introduce u to the instrument of ya defeat//
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