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Street Wars (w/ Emcee Feral) (Life and Death Prod)
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A gangsta / hardcore track. Emcee Feral on the first verse. Rawskull on the second verse. Subliminal on the chorus.
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Based in Chennai (Madras) as the name suggests, El Madras was formed by rapper Shriraam and producer Surya in May 2011. El Madras is one of the youngest and fre
Based in Chennai (Madras) as the name suggests, El Madras was formed by rapper Shriraam and producer Surya in May 2011. Hip-hop in India is new, and a lot of new artists and crews are coming up throughout India. El Madras is one of the youngest and freshest crews in the game. Inspired from international artists like Eminem, Jay-Z, KRS-One, Biggie Smalls, 2Pac, Tonedeff, Slaughterhouse , the duo aim at creating hip-hop which rap mags and the general music listeners would appreciate and take hip-hop to a bigger stage in India.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #1,372
Peak in subgenre #195
Author
Emcee Feral / The Rawskull / Life and Death
Uploaded
September 24, 2011
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MP3 2.3 MB • 128 kbps • 2:33
Story behind the song
The song was made for Round 2 of the One Mic tournament hosted by Indian Rap Forum. Emcee Feral of the huge hip-hop crew The F.B.I, New Delhi and The Rawskull were paired up for Team D. This is their entry for Round 2. The chorus was made by Subliminal, admin of the Indian Rap Forum and member of the Souls of Sinisters (S.O.S) crew.
Lyrics
Verse 1:- Feral Real talk imma do i aint Barking the facts U siad Game is over? Feral Started to rap aint feeling no Shame If I'll be FArting from crazk, Coz these are fake ********* if u'll ask them to Act. I'll Cross Them with tag coz they are jst cokcy sh** , I need my hockey sticks and they cant Stop me b*** . aint a story of a hero that imma taught these Pricks, Imma wrap some rhymes it looks like i bought these gifts. Balls at Rich, We People are Hungry For Rhymes, We running them shows they are coming in line, we are Coming with Shine, and they are Bumpiing those Nines. put them back in the Coffin, i can see the that plus sign. My rhymes are Swords, they just Killing the beat, I aint grilling in heat, coz m building the heat jst chilling On Street, n m Filling some Weed, wen m Spitting concrete then m Billing Defeat Verse 2:- Raw Skull See me closin in, its like a stalker is walking I dont run my mouth coz the glocks do the talking The darkest of forces, more rotten than corpses You can't deny .. that the Rawskull's so monstrous Tongue so smooth, pick up sluts like its forceps Sluts in the showbiz knocked up in their doorsteps With my punches atrocious and my mouth full of puns So vile, that my only friend in my childhood's the gun Smile like a monk, everytime I'm finding a **** All the lies that I spun and she'll still buy another one Driving her nuts, while she's riding the junk Then I shoot her in the neck and finally I'm done I'm sick and demented, sick of the lot of you punks And I'm the meanest contender (****-ender) because I slaughter you c*** s Make you 'drown' in your blood, if you still think I'm 'small fish' Come get your 'jaws' ripped, wider than your ma's ****
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