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DEF (Desmond Elias Ford) davyne (divine)
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,225
Peak in subgenre #23
Author
DEF davyne
Rights
Desmond E. Ford
Uploaded
November 08, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.9 MB • 128 kbps • 5:20
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Lyrics
Hahahaha…
I know what ya’ll thinking..
“It’s dat Laffy Taffy, dat Laffy Taffy”
NAH NIGGA, THIS AIN’T NO SNAP MUSIC…
805 KLIK klik, you hear da klak klak
Verbal weaponry, my lyrics headed for yo knapsack
Looking over yo shoulder, I’m up on ya like a back-pack
Wack rappers, running for they life, on they last lap
Leaving you niggaz broke like a stock drop drop in Nasdaq
Get yo back cracked, when I hop up on da mic and attack
Cuz I be tha shiznit, BITCH, and dat’s that
Giving tha city of Eugene a reason ta be on da rap map
Ignoramus perpetrators, step up to tha podium
Cuz I’m not a hater, but all you deserve is odium
Niggaz dat need ta get they mind checked, yo tha only one
Tryna throw, salt up in my game like sodium
Acting like ya do, but foo, you don’t know me man
In it for survival, cause I aint tryna have a lonely son
Leaving you evil people, thinking ya equal, feeling woebegone
Cuz I got tha Force, like Skywalker and Obi One
…Where I come from, nigga, we don’t snap snap
Where I come from, nigga, we don’t clap clap
Where I come from, (nigga), [you know how we do]
805 KLIK, be the krew, we, rap rap…
Nigga muthafuck da popo, dey gon feel my 44
When I leave dem bitches straight dropping like a yoyo
On no!, ya’ll pigz quik, like slow-mo
Solo? No my KLIK we got 4 more
1NATE7, SoulReal, A, and J-Rokk
Critics try ta knock us but fuck what they thought
Cuz I’m not concerned if you snitches love dem pigs
Cuz I kick it with niggaz and bitches dat’ll bust dem wigs
Loving this C-O-P killa, dey down ta die too
They be showing loyalty, cuz they be knowing I’m true
I do, whatever I say in a clever way
Coppaz tryna hold me back, I’m looking for a better day
Let it spray, semi auto nine millameeta
Grim, when I spin, so you gon feel da reaper
Handgun? How it gon compare, when I’m blasting
Everybody gotta go, But I’ma be tha last one…
Ya rap is crappy You rappers crappy
Ya snap is wacky and Ya act is sappy
(YA’LL SOME CANDY GIRLS)
Ya rap is crappy You rappers crappy
Ya snap is wacky so fuck, Laffy Taffy…
Intellect, oozing out ya speakers as I spit my tech
Intersect, cleverness with comedy when I’m in yo deck
Competition bitching cuz my vision dey don’t get it yet
Hustler with more ends on da way whenever I spend a check
Look at me, I’m all up in ya home like da internet
Record dealing, making a fucking killing like a cigarette
Leaving da mic smoking so ya know I gotta hit it wet
While suckas dey be falling like a trapeze artist with a net
Slip, and ya coming down, should kept ya balance
Me you know I’m glowing, flowing with tha best of talents
No! I won’t go, settle for a
Level dat I’m given, fuck prison, I’m an explorer
My team is da meanest, what I mean is
We da cleanest, so raise up off da penis
Smoking da greenest, sewing da game up like a seamstress
In other words I’ma gha-uh gha-uh genius…
D 4 L, lemme tell ya what dat really means
For life! Ya’ll be silly like some jelly beans
Candy rappers, tryna get serious, but ya too sweet
And ya one line choruses really don’t move me
Family, tha only people dat I can trust thru all a this
Cuz I love ta floss, but at times rather be anonymous
My whole life, been writing, like a novelist
But critics showing no respect is what da problem is
And how I handle criticism, in da best way
By succeeding and leading while all da less stay
Following but I never listened ta what da rest say
So I know ya felt my force ever since ya pressed play
I’ma be yo sensei, betta yet yo han-shi
First lesson, nigga pass me da ganjee
Hit it hit it, one two, and on three
Tell me how ya want me, cuz I’m what da bomb be
Tick tick, BOOM! When I’m, in da room
Spirit bringing tombs and my lyrics dey spell doom
To presume dat happiness is being who I am
Is foolish, wishing you were tha man, and I was justa fan…
Lean wit it, rock wit it, I WISH YOU’D STOP WIT IT
Move wit it, shake wit it, YOU NIGGAZ FAKE WIT IT
Bitch niggaz, give d
