Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Any Champion (Clean), artist - DJ Sat One and Pacewon
Date of issue: 20.09.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Any Champion (Clean) |
«I get physical, mystical, very artistical» -] Big Daddy Kane |
«Outsidaz» -] Rah Digga |
«And if you don’t know, now ya know» -] Biggie |
And it go. |
All across the world from North to Los Angeles |
Never have you witnessed a rapper this hazardous |
Run up on your vehicle, carjack ya passenger |
Ignore jake, don’t nobody hassle us |
In crooked eye New York, New Jers' is the realest |
Wannabe niggas catch feelings |
Just 'cause a brother got it straight down eatin |
Condo and Phoenix, furnitured up like the showroom in Seamans |
Take a vacate, hold the A.K. |
— y'all need help like «mayday, mayday» |
Scramble, love somebody you lose; |
light a candle |
Keep guns by you like commando, bust 'em |
Bitch ass niggas ain’t accustomed to viewin |
Homicide to you walk up and put to it |
Mind power’s like the druid, got a unit |
Got beef, step to it. |
motherfuckers |
Yo, I hit you with another one, hit you with the troublesome |
Pacewon play you can’t recover from |
Hit you with the hook, huh, ha, that’s the Rah |
Then I put a hole in ya side: BURNIN |
Niggas tried to school you but you couldn’t learn it |
Whatever happened to you, you deserve it |
As for me, I’m record dealt up, kickin real slugs |
'bout to mill' up, never give up, hear me? |
Yo even if I lose and my eyes get teary |
I gotta taste the cheese like Tom do Jerry |
Now, half y’all rappers that’s wack |
Nasty pussy boys just scared to blast back |
Runnin like their AMP tracks, scared to just |
Stand their ground, grab their pound, shoot the man back |
Look 'em in the face, see how the fag act |
And fill his pussy ass with led, and mad cat |
Understand? |
Yo I’m the king of the underground radio waves |
Been down since them shady old days, motivation |
If the doorway blocked, I’ma kick my way in |
Never been the one for you to play with |
Yo when I roll up on your ass nigga don’t say shit |
Don’t nuttin move but the pavement |
Yo I’m the man to bring you water when it ain’t none |
Stickin up banks with a paintgun |
Like free base I’m that shit that leave your face numb |
Hitman waitin in your house with a twelve gauge pump |
Better known to y’all as Pacewon, sincerely yours |
Live from New Jers', feel me y’all. |