Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Labels, artist - Dagha
Date of issue: 26.01.2006
Song language: English
No Labels |
Dag, I ain’t' negative |
Chill like a sedative |
Labeling’s a method |
Division of a relative |
I build with no imposters |
Cut off the Rasta |
Drop that shit cause I’m not that lobster |
Confidant & cocky |
Hands clean like Rocky |
Run with independents |
Defendants, they cock-block me |
Rough but not rugged |
Bust but not thuggin' |
Seek the truth |
Now look what this cat drug in |
Speak facts in my raps some hearing me as a teacher |
I’m just an outreacher |
From speaker to speaker |
Somebody’s gotta reach ya' |
I’m more than a rapper with a backpacker |
Spread like computer hacker |
I tell you how I feel, does that mean I’m dissin'? |
Jesus was a prophet but I’m not a Christian |
I read and write |
No time for me to fight |
I see the light |
And drop jewels like meteorites |
Yo |
You know the name spell it cause I say so |
D-A-G ain’t down with ya labels |
Don’t title me when you living life fatal |
Just spell it right, D-A-G for the payroll |
You know the name spell it cause I say so |
D-A-G ain’t down with ya labels |
Don’t title me when you living life fatal |
Dagha, splatter either or either |
Main course or appetizer |
Wiser Energizer Prize fighter-writer |
My tribe rocks to scribe thoughts of the reciter |
No concentrate, it’s fresh-pressed like apple Cider |
This game’s full of biters with played-out 1-liners |
Most never paid homage left the pioneers behind us |
That’s Peanuts like Lynus |
I rhyme this with no sublime twist or mind tricks |
Invisible curveball’s called the blind mist |
The Legacy’s timeless |
A clock with no face but dependable righteous |
In this time, a crisis can birth like Isis |
For what it’s worth, separate the men from mices |
Not a New Jack, my blade’s sharp like Wesley Snipes is |
Guaranteed the seven when I roll the dices |
I don’t follow trends with the jewels and ices |
See now-a-days that defines who’s the nicest? |
A picture’s worth a lot but a song is priceless |
And I’ll keep going on when I’m gone and lifeless |
Can’t fight this hipness |
Yes some still spite this |
Beautiful, exotic, dark form of delight-ness |
Hate this or like this, fat-lace/three-stripe this |
My light rays beam a steady stream of brightness |
I take a piece of the pie and hand out slices |
Cause I be getting' nice on the mic devices |
You know the name spell it cause I say so |
D-A-G ain’t down with ya labels |
Don’t title me when you living life fatal |
Just spell it right, D-A-G for the payroll |
You know the name spell it cause I say so |
D-A-G ain’t down with ya labels |
Don’t title me when you living life fatal |
I’m not rude it’s just attitude |
No gratitude |
Blood suckers getting' stuck up in they latitudes |
Not mad at you |
Wanna work the Avenue? |
Just stay away from my seed or I’m stabbin' you |
Dag, the evil slayer |
Life ain’t a game and I refuse to be a player |
Congressman or Mayor |
Rhyme-sayer |
Deep than the Himalayas |
Don’t paint me in the corner |
I’m the truth on my square |
If I say «Fuck the Police» am I a rebel? |
I call myself a God, cause the other choice is Devil |
Hello! |
(Hell no!) |
I hate Jello |
Sit back, relax. |
Baby master’s on the Cello |
Let me be me |
Not what you want me to be |
Master of the University (Come on) |
D-A I’m nice y’all, Darkshine slice y’all |
Don’t ever believe that you could deceive me |
I’m original not like the pretender |
Natural disaster is the forces I render |
You know the name spell it cause I say so |
D-A-G ain’t down with ya labels |
Don’t title me when you living life fatal |
Just spell it right, D-A-G for the payroll |
You know the name spell it cause I say so |
D-A-G ain’t down with ya labels |
Don’t title me when you living life fatal |
Just spell it right, D-A-G for the payroll |