Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Spiral Event, artist - Durag Dynasty. Album song 360 Waves, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопSpiral Event |
| Check it out! |
| It’s something that we deal with, you know? |
| Alchemist! |
| Let’s get it! |
| Sound clasher broadcast |
| The grand master mash your rap rapture |
| Capture peddles with such status |
| Staggering style addict and can’t stomach the status |
| Off kill to stats colorful graphics habbit |
| Straight radical, Hannibal’s mathematical son su The literal is just literally… tactical, son, you |
| Frivolous town, out in the… hands down! |
| Game is over the drums, James Brown. |
| General Jim start… |
| The blade cut you for the roughage |
| You can’t… Tell, you are mustered |
| We know originality cats are… If you whack |
| When little Lee raps over T-Boy tracks. |
| Listen, simple and plane! |
| You’re out of pocket like loose change. |
| All we see is the peak of the game |
| This gold chain slang bang! |
| Splashing and trashing, niggas rapping, ask me what happen |
| I’ll be cutting niggas down for low cabins. |
| The door… the guns clapping quickly in the… |
| Cause you niggas… decided like a … The dice |
| Supposed to be blasting, your pussy is not flash and right |
| Your lyrics ain’t killing nobody, so pass the mike! |
| And you ain’t killed nothing |
| You gonna let it live since it lived |
| For whom was soft as a baby with a bed, with the tittie sucking |
| Me I’ll be tittie fucking, the chick has me clucking |
| Looking for… Picture me tricking something |
| I got a trick for, cause you figured it out |
| Wanna see a magic stick disappear? |
| Open your mouth! |
| You brought by baptized lyrics around |
| Suffer close, call it post-traumatic head shot dishonor |
| … Spit fire, my rhyme syllable slaughter |
| But rather leave hoes and your ribs of the size of quarters! |
| Me and Whacka Flocka was cooling at the Palladium |
| Jumped out the helicopter in two |
| Another stadium with drugs that can’t flush |
| With guns that can’t jam |
| A Russian association with the Tuscany glam! |
| It’s a custom, the people, evil police know |
| He ain’t no seen Heaven, pull over… |
| Yeah, five members of the Beatles is equal |
| December I was live to… |
| The most… Passport in history |
| Another category class say victory |
| Nearly pulled the pistol in the winner |
| The List of Schindler, weather sinners and killers |
| Dealers and villains living under… And pillars |
| Still a fucking winner with no… |
| I’m out here catching dynasty dude without the lesson |
| Pyramid army is profession. |
| Never tidy hanging like an anchor |
| I’m like a pranker, Haitian gold motivation |
| Working, talking, circulate paper |
| Fuck around, go ahead, |
| Be the quickest way to meet mother nature! |
| My ever statement is disrespectful and blatant |
| Sophistication is calculating for greatness |
| All the… like phonograph tracks |
| Soak and show the rap… Like photograph raps |
| It’s lethal! |
| This dosage of four package for people |
| Backseat you with the legal evil |
| It’s a stick up or the… |
| So be cool and get beat on |
| I’m the original! |
| So take that bullshit back to… |
| You know fragile ass peons |
| Freeze up like freon liquids. |
| My niggas is on, we flip shit different |
| Spark with a van, another shit will charge me with a… |
| Tried to say the God fell off, whenever your momma nigga |
| I’m hot like the Lama and Obama… |
| Ossama, Obama, Hussein, Sadam, Palmer… Crack rapper… |
| Probably on my song wrong with no training |
| Straight up, I leave that shit body and I’m gone, nigga! |
Artist lyrics: Durag Dynasty
Artist lyrics: Planet Asia
Artist lyrics: Tristate
Artist lyrics: The Alchemist
Artist lyrics: Evidence