Name: What You Get
Duration: 1 min 52 s
Channel: D Boy
Description: "What You Get" is a song by D Boy The Devil. Me and Double R Rippin the tracks

What You Get

D Boy The Devil

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Me and Double R Rippin the tracks

D Boy The Devil

Street Records

ST Records is just a group of friends we put together who have mad passion for music of all genres. It started out with Faze just spittin freestyles every now and then. He slowly got me into writing music, although i never recorded anything. I decided to record something small that i had written along time ago, and it turned out better than i thought, and ever since then i havent looked back

Song Info

Genre

Hip-Hop • Spoken Word

Charts

Peak #11,746

Peak in subgenre #130

Author

D Boy

Uploaded

April 16, 2006

Track Files

MP3

MP3 1.7 MB • 128 kbps • 1:52

Lyrics

this trip is entering me into a new dimension/
puff and puff some more like im teachin a lesson/
yo liste cuz this shit that im spittin is tippin/
dedication to te south where tippin is pimpin/
my names devilboy and i rhme from bahrain/
i started thinkin man i gotta stick a hand/
when i started this rap game this aint no joke man/
im rappin cuz my talent you see its apparent/
that these skills may one day give me the bills/
the direction im headin is one way and one day/
someway my name wil be spoke in fame/
man it sarted as a dream without a mean/
freestylin here and there gettin cuts and tease/
now i please with ease i got my G's with me/
see playa this like a prayer its all peace and eaze/
this hype thats been started's like a piper callin/
a rapper ballin man a slapper chokin/
whats funny is im chokin, i aint no slapper/
im token, truth be spoken im smoken/

we ridin through sar system pumpin in our cars/
for real we like stars no laws no fukin flaws/
chillin here and there grabbin bears never fear /
we are one havin fun with these rhymes its ST/
stoner records we hit blocks disagree and youll be shot/
devil boy rebel boy 'll bring ya down where its hot/
and the flames eat up ya brain n i toke n smoke alot/
as the tempo speeds up its like an enfo gettin fuked nigga/
leave me alone when theres heat n im in my zone/
man this beat is like woa in the street we like crows/
always sly bustin rhymes causin crimes with all these dimes/
line after line and rhyme after rhyme/
in time we will shine cause our heat is sublime/
we respect the king and the king is tech n9ne!!!

our main ai is to maintain n retaliate pain/
silver chains on our neck cuz we still hittin fame/
but fame can be a shame when what ya spittin is lame/
so if ya image reps ya game then this shits insane/
man listen to these rappers and here what they sayin/
"id rather be rich then be broke and famous/
chamillionaire is top of the pavillion yea/
for which raper you know can sing lines and spit whymes/
and coincide with pimped rides, thats the life thats mine/
swishahouse from word of mouth is number one in the south/
rest in peace to dj screw without him i wouldnt have knew/
that these rhymes can now be screwed al the talent adds the fuel/
the incentive for each sentance to be rhymed and chopped and screwed/
screwed up ad slow dwon representin h-town/
fukin klowns sit yass down and let me recite my life/
despite the fight for the right of this mic/
imma star in ya cars in ya ears whisperin tears/
hearin this'll make ya fear, its like a diss to ya ears/
stop fightin stop bighten stop haten/
hail satin who's maki me send this/
created me defenceless/
no harmony its endless this beat can present this!

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