Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song They Shootin, artist - Clear Soul Forces. Album song Still, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fat Beats
Song language: English
They Shootin |
Yeah uh uh |
Yeah uh uh |
Yeah uh uh |
I got rhymes, mimes, hundred dollar crimes |
Police’ll wanna test me, so I educate the mind |
My my, how minds die when heat rise |
No 9−5's niggas got 9's and 45's |
Why try none of my dogs got 9 lives |
Getting hotter outside, heard that it’s raining' some felines |
Take the piece up out ya like Apples from Steve Jobs |
Even dangerous inside baby seen it on WiFi |
Clear Soul taking over for the '99 |
Cheat codes for audio artillery got nine 9's |
Use your mind as a weapon and blast rhymes |
Then go back in time, bionic lines, Cable with the glowing eye |
But the sticky gave me mind |
Before I hit that 9 to 5 |
That got me zoning, zoning out |
Conjuring up a paper route |
This life like a battle, castles, horses in a joust |
Guillotines and Queens yelling «Put it in your mouth!» |
They shootin' |
Baby better duck ye down |
No matter what they sound |
When they get hot, ye hear them loud |
They shootin' |
Baby better duck ye down |
They shootin', they shootin' |
They shootin' |
Baby better duck ye down |
No matter what they sound |
When they get hot, ye hear them loud |
They shootin' |
Baby better duck ye down |
They shootin', they shootin' |
Comin' right to a city near you |
4 niggas bustin' spittin' verses bananas that make yo favorite rapper poo poo |
They shoot, we steady lookin', that’s that shit that feed the narrative |
Evident, we witnessin' killings right through the internet |
Straight to the head, no Chia pet dude |
I’m photobombin' racist nigga who you pose a threat to? |
Infatuated with the cut like my name is Suigetsu |
So step respectful |
Before the blade’ll sneeze up at dude |
God bless you |
When I step through the skeletons in my closet |
Piled to the ceiling with rappers who smelled the chloroform on my kleenex |
Bury me a genius with a criminal mind |
Like Simon Phoenix swinging the Buster sword for Square Enix |
Those great balls of fire, how flames |
Soul glowin' on 68, |
Mics gettin' blessings, receptions from Willie Beamen |
Turn up your AC aye 'cause this the season |
Yeah |
They shootin' |
Baby better duck ye down |
No matter what they sound |
When they get hot, ye hear them loud |
They shootin' |
Baby better duck ye down |
They shootin', they shootin' |
They shootin' |
Baby better duck ye down |
No matter what they sound |
When they get hot, ye hear them loud |
They shootin' |
Baby better duck ye down |
They shootin', they shootin' |
me, I got a nose for culture vultures |
Boxing with the gods, will dislocate your shoulder |
This fire’ll end ya with ease like squeezin' Desert E’s |
Snitch we Soul Calibur battlin' all our enemies |
Speakin' of them not never mind |
You lookin' at a clever-minded individual |
No detrimental, elemental fool |
Rapping ravishing Rick Rude |
Local rhymer no drama |
My llama just be like click boom |
My niggas still the shit too |
Make ya pop up like Senzu |
That’s why I be duckin' 'cause niggas be bustin' for fuckin' views |
Ooh, baby know that’s us |
Got mine they can load that up |
like a magic bum |
you niggas won |
I be the one, but I don’t ever get the credit |
My mind levelin' small villages in the middle of sentences |
Survivin' the wilderness of the internet, rap Gilgamesh |
Slayin' the hype beasts with my mind free incentive |
My superpowers started flarin' up quick |
Ain’t been the same since Ilajide smoked the terrigen mist |
Now bounce (bounce) |
Just bounce (nigga bounce) |
Just bounce (bounce) |
Just bounce (nigga bounce) |
They shootin' |
Baby better duck ye down |
No matter what they sound |
When they get hot, ye hear them loud |
They shootin' |
Baby better duck ye down |
They shootin', they shootin' |
They shootin' |
Baby better duck ye down |
No matter what they sound |
When they get hot, ye hear them loud |
They shootin' |
Baby better duck ye down |
They shootin', they shootin' |