| This is +Horsemen Talk+, Horsemen walk
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| Get the fuck out the way before The Horsemen stalk
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| We headless mothafuckas and we lacerate
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| Don’t you know the shit could get real when your ass get smoked?
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| This is Horsemen Talk, Horsemen walk
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| Get the fuck out the way before The Horsemen stalk
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| We headless mothafuckas and we lacerate
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| Don’t you know the shit could get real when you wind up smoked?
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| I spit volcanoes, twist heads, spit lead
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| Then boast like the angels, the scorpion tongue
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| Come close I’ma sting you, I’m Morpheus’son
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| Part two to The Matrix, I’m atheist
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| Only God is my gauges and the clip is my church
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| Show the beginnin’and the end when I’m spittin’my verse
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| Voodoo curse brought back The Horsemen from the grave
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| Four headless mothafuckas now clappin’their gate
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| Stomp his chest in and put the fuckin’axe through his leg
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| Chop his head off, 'cause the livin’mothafuckas never seen the dead walk
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| 'Til now, Horsemen spread his corpse across the ground
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| Priest pick niggaz off that talk, with a pound, c’mon
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| This is Horsemen Talk, Horsemen walk
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| Get the fuck out the way before The Horsemen stalk
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| We headless mothafuckas and we lacerate
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| Don’t you know the shit could get real when you wind up smoked?
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| The headless Horsemen nigga
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| I’m back, give me a fired up Mac
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| Seventeen different satchels of uncooked crack
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| Dogs don’t associate with cats
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| Horses beat niggaz with metallic wiffle ball bats
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| If time could rewind I would have rewound before
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| Knocked down, surround and drowned before
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| Concentrated, ligaments separated
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| Pronounced un-hoofed with the hoofs pound
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| I’m Kurupt, Young Gotti, the Headless Horseman
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| I’m the one that started off extortion
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| Contortion began to spread to scorchin'
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| Featherweights came with the enforcements
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| And forced the enforcements I’m forcin'
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| And open the doors, let all the force in I never really gave a fuck what it’s costin'
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| Time ain’t money 'cause I take my money
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| And I take my time when I take my money
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| I’m always careful when I make my money
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| I know about niggaz gettin’quaked by money
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| But The Horsemen here though
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| Comin’through with the Hennessey and dough dough
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| I’m lookin’at the niggaz peepin’out the hoes
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| I start cookin’mothafuckas like kilos
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| (*horses neighing*)
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| This is +Horsemen Talk+, Horsemen walk
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| Get the fuck out the way before The Horsemen stalk
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| Cock my Beanie like Anna B C, Gwen
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| Release the beast, G heat, creeps beneath me Like the over fiend ET with DVD
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| Feasibly he see beyond 3-D
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| We the glitch in The Matrix
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| Neo — «these niggaz got computer code runnin’across they faces»
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| Temporarily trade places
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| I define Hip-Hop and transcend it Take linear time and bend it The biggest lie ever told, ever since the 13th amendment
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| Was whoever told you, you could contend with men with tremendous?
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| For rhymin’magnum mentality, for rhymin’over instrumentals
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| Flow like menstrual
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| Mena trois menaces, murder fresh-maker like Mentos
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| Rock like cement, cum like semen
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| Judgmental demon, mad lizard
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| Y’all niggaz is fembots
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| We bend blocks with big shots
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| And kill your little homey like Kid Rock’s
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| I kid you not, kick rocks or kick box
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| I’m like a one legged man in an ass kickin’contest
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| You’re gon’get your ass stampeded repeatedly
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| And immediately Hannibal Lector gon’feed it to me
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| Please believe what you see
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| Or see it to believe it Heard men are from Mars, that’s why I floss on Venus
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| Wipe out the species, extinct ya whole genus
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| So fresh and so clean this
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| The OutKast of rap, Horsemen attack
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| The only thing gon’pop is my collar and a gat
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| This is +Horsemen Talk+, Horsemen walk
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| Get the fuck out the way before The Horsemen stalk
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| We headless mothafuckas and we lacerate
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| Don’t you know the shit could get real when your ass get smoked?
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| This is Horsemen Talk, Horsemen walk
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| Get the fuck out the way before The Horsemen stalk
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| We headless mothafuckas and we lacerate
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| Don’t you know the shit could get real when you wind up smoked?
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| Yo, yo, yo Fuck beggin’for ya life, I have you niggaz beggin for death
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| Use a dull blade and sever ya neck
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| You’re whack because I say so In my platoon niggaz like you are good for peelin’potatoes |
| With your manicured hands and gay flows
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| I murder your first born after it’s only a day old
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| +Rip the Jacker+ rips the track up Rippin’rappers, eight sack, rippin’that ass up Niggas back up when I attack with my axe up Swingin faster than Tiger Woods at The Masters (FORE!)
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| I decapitate you faggots
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| Then gallop over ya body with a horse and carriage
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| Kidnap ya widow, fuck her in a wooden cabinet
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| Pass the pussy to Priest and let him stab it Ask Ras and Kurupt if they wanna get at it Laughin’like madmen, swallowin X tablets
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| Natural born spitters that mean business
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| Millennium niggaz, got the Sword of Guinean wit us And we all got a bone to pick
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| Niggaz talkin’about frozen wrists and how much dough they get
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| Go to war with them like the Bosnians and Bolsheviks
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| Put an umbrella up they asshole and open it While I’m still holdin’it, openin and closin’it
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| I break they motherfuckin’pelvic bones with it I will sabotage, everybody knows that shit
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| A nigga spittin’like me ain’t supposed to break
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| Now I got a formula that’s guaranteed to work
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| The Horsemen, remember you heard it from me first
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| Four niggaz that done been through it With more knowledge than the Druids and the will power to do it
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| My cranium pumps uranium
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| My first name’s Germaine so my heart probably pumps Germanium
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| When I die, they should have my wake in a stadium
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| You can witness my body beamed up by aliens
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| Radiation poisonin’that will probably make ya skin fall off
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| Motherfucker this is +Horsemen Talk+ |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Horsemen Talk , by - Killah Priest. Song from the album The Masterpiece Collection, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп