Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Say Word, artist - Def Squad. Album song El Nino, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.1997
Record label: DEF JAM
Song language: English
Say Word |
| Its the return of the lyrical lunatic |
| Still kickin rough shit |
| What you say? |
| Ill slap your stank ass bitch |
| I shake and build my craft like an architect |
| Teflon style rhymes be Gortex |
| With the highness of the ruler on my cock |
| All this over hip and the hop bullshit gon stop |
| It be Keith not Bill |
| Murray not Sweat |
| Your polotics be politically incorrect |
| We keep it hot like sauce |
| Flows be definite like well of course |
| Def Squad go off a rough course |
| You weak wack niggas cant do me none |
| Five hundred radian height I run wit the sun |
| Apparently you need to check my pedigree |
| And do the knowledge to the s c i e n c e Fake ones fear it Real ones cheer it Cause they all feel me from the wound of the human spirit |
| Wit logic and breaches I justify my means |
| See you on the scene |
| Fuck you up like Tyson did the big screen |
| And fagll rock yeah bees like that |
| If you kill my dog Im a slay your cat |
| Say word (7x) |
| Face off wit Castor Troy |
| Strap your boys |
| Hook yall to answer cant bang half the noise |
| Ask Dunkin Hines got my shits twice as moist |
| Plus status |
| Do it to a T B A for rackets |
| Pull out the Vicks 44 cough suppressant |
| Then talk about me on HBO cab confessions |
| Got a bitch gobanas |
| Hangin out the Honda |
| She should have thought about no before she smoked my dime up I smoke wit the Luniz out in the bay |
| Before you get smoked I ask who you wit wit Jay |
| Its bizarre hyphen are |
| Make mics dissolve |
| My penmanship run concurrent wit lightnin rods |
| I clap you in the spine when I grab on mine |
| You so soft I should call you 101.9 |
| When I pull out the denim |
| And break the call minum |
| You stupid I act stupid right along wit ya I step out the truck like you want somethin |
| Make you either mad faced you punked up and start frontin |
| Fly guy, the type to flash the figure |
| Same type who would cold backstab his nigga |
| I know you, you a hater |
| You might pull a plaug at a concert to stop the crowd motivator |
| Your envy is strong |
| Outlook is wrong |
| Dont compete wit the vet my track recs too long |
| Mercedes wack but theyre pumpin the song |
| Recitin it word for word when my tune comes on Clowns your whole steez is out of bounds |
| Your carrying and walkin |
| When you shouldnt be talkin |
| Bitch him, call Cube and the Mob to lench him |
| Call up his pop duke put 5 on his pension |
| Theres a few things Ive got to mention |
| Def Squad be the name and boys the definition |
| Thats my word |