Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Can't Fool Me , by - Demigodz. Song from the album Killmatic, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 04.03.2013
Record label: Demigodz Enterprises
Song language: English
Can't Fool Me |
| «You can fool the last one but you can’t fool me» |
| «can't fool me» (x3) |
| «You can fool the last one but you can’t fool» |
| The simple fact it’s the G-O-Ds" |
| This is the hardest record all year, mark my words |
| From the dark I emerge power sparks the surge |
| Got juggernaut strength lift buildings with both hands |
| Crush a tank like a child stepping on coke cans |
| The gigantic beast must be out of my mind |
| Electrically charged I jump rope with live powerlines |
| On some real shit, body made of steel shit |
| Travel with more nines than «bring your 4th graders on a field trip» |
| You never heard a nigga that can spit it like Blac could |
| Fiend out niggas steaming crack in they back woods |
| Grew up in a black hood, rocking a black hood |
| Rhymed on a corner til my rap got good |
| I studied the art like you should |
| Rhyme for rhyme I abuse it, get used up |
| Please don’t confuse us |
| For happy niggas at the back of the bus |
| Get your green bags up and in Demigodz we trust |
| I’m sick and twisted like a juggalo with AIDS |
| Or a Stephen King page or a dying grandmother growing braids |
| I’m so driven I get road rage on stage |
| Thoughts, liquid crack, I move liters like motorcades |
| I’ve been on plenty tours dealing with these crazy whores |
| They need their head examined like the AVN awards |
| I’m '87 wars, pick apart you bastards |
| On a powertrip like Ahmadinejad on acid |
| Not with the fooling with hard spitting hooligan |
| When he’s out they like, «Aw shit it’s you again?» |
| They can’t stand me, I’m known to keep a slammy |
| The only thing you pack on your hip is a fanny |
| Doeraker pharmacist, paper become anonymous |
| Flow so psychotic bitch, lyrically we opposites |
| In other words y’all can’t tell me shit |
| You pay the same price that the deer caught up in the headlights did |
| You cannot attempt to meet at the mountain I’m on |
| I climb higher than the rapper you just smoked out to get on your song |
| Thinking you’re on, you’re more off than a circuit that’s blown |
| After a storm I’m that verbal hurricane then I’m gone |
| Don’t pretend that you matter you don’t |
| I’d rather speak the truth than leave you out for the choke |
| And besides you need some lessons my suggestion is nope |
| Don’t do it your intentions are mess and I see through it |
| IED under your SUV, escalate your Escalade |
| Fucking fag, I got a duffle bag full of 'nades |
| Add a clip, and some track, what I’m aiming at |
| Failed arithmetic but at marksmanship I’m a brainiac |
| Suffocate, twist, and arch your throat |
| Maybe you should dip because I mastered the art of choke |
| Start to provoke, talk loud or try to speak out |
| I’ll break your arm like Sean Combs did to Steve Stoute |