Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Alive, artist - Aceyalone. Album song Accepted Eclectic, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.03.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: That Kind of
Song language: English
Alive |
Easily |
So easily |
So easily |
Easily |
I think that it’s only right I’ll let y’all know from the gate |
I flow with the great rappers of 100 million years ago, yeah |
Non-identical and non-contendable and still |
I tell everybody: just do as you will |
Cause the skills to pay the bills’ll be the only thing that still wheel |
Yeah, I know some people are akward, different, dope, what? |
Special in they own way, artistically advanced |
Resulting in a lifestyle enhanced by chance |
Now that these records are made |
Tell me what it’s like for you when you hear the record played? |
Hm — dynamic, like one gigantic planet |
Slightly slanted eyes |
To see through your disguise |
What a wonderful makeover, excellent takeover |
Yo, bring the cake over |
I wanna eat it too |
And bring the pies over, I wanna bring em too |
Yo, bring it all, I want a… look |
I’m alive as I can be |
Hip-hoppin body-rockin MC degree |
And I’m the son of G-o-d |
I shine, it just ain’t yo time to see |
I’m the crowd-hyper, rapid fire-sniper |
Viper, so many rappers in diapers |
Candy-stripers, we paid the piper |
That’s why we’re listenin |
Windshield wipers and air conditioning |
And bucket seats while we bumpin beats |
I never wanna meet the agony of defeat |
I got a simple plan for a complicated issue |
I’m a simple man with a complicated issue |
And my potential, your potential, our potential |
We can sho' nuff make a change and that’s essential |
Cause the bad boy murderer is on the path |
And the bad girl Dragon Lady, she knows witch craft |
She makes me laugh, at the same time she breaks my heart |
She grabs a hold and she takes it apart |
But I can see in the dark, I pee in the park |
Bein a part of the art blazin from the spark |
Cause I’m alive as I can be |
Hip-hoppin body-rockin MC degree |
And I’m the son of G-o-d |
I shine, but maybe just too bright time to see |
I’m a pure bred with the paper and the pencil lead |
I hit the nail on the head — off the head |
Got a cold way of flowin, a old way of knowin |
I’m a Boeing 747 in the wind blowin |
I hang at the Chop Shop, gettin smarter |
Got the futuristic Bop Hop, I’m ice water |
I’m the grandson of Coltrane, the nephew of Miles |
Charlie Parker told me: we left you the styles |
My style is gorgeous, I flaunt it to pay the mortgage |
I forge this past your Average Joes and Georges |
Huh, they cut the mic on, I’m like a cyclone |
Got to get my hike on and my half-pike on |
Look, I’m out your rank, I’m out your class |
Freestyle up the coastline a whole tank of gas |
I hit the dank and pass, I spank that ass |
You flow but I know for a fact you can’t last |
Your rhymes is weak, metaphores is dumb |
Punchlines like you shootin rubber bullets at the sun |
Some rappers carry straps and ten-gallon hats |
But I carry a guillotine and carry em back |
I carry out the plan with a detailed map |
I carry a conversation and I carry these raps |
I don’t bury the hatch, I’m very detached |
I marry this batch, yo, she knows where to scratch |
I take long walks all the way to the bong shop |
Rappin to myself havin long talks, let the song drop |
I got the King Kong Hop, the Godzilla Rock |
Keep it inside of a strong box cause the killer watts |
Cause I’m alive as I can be |
Hip-hoppin body-rockin MC degree |
And I’m the son of G-o-d |
I shine, it just ain’t yo time to see |
Easily |
We rock the mic so easily |
I rock the mic so easily |
Rip up the house so easily |
Tear down the house so easily |
We do this so easily |
We make it sound like easily |