Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nobody's Safe Chump, artist - EPMD. Album song Business Never Personal, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Nobody's Safe Chump |
Ah yeah, it’s the home of the microphone master, Houdini |
I’m dope, some don’t believe me |
Unless, I stress and bust a cap from steel |
Aim for the dome, show em that I’m real hardcore |
The underground rapper who’s wrecking |
I pack a Smith and Wesson on my right section |
I’m strapped, at all time, Jack |
Nine mill’s the gat, for a punk chump new jack |
I must stay focus and keep my mind open |
The world’s mass confusion, there mad guns smoking |
For punks trying to get respect and yearning |
Mess around and catch a bad one from Erick Sermon |
I’m serious, boy, but not Jermaine Jackson |
I also have a 12 gauge shotgun for action |
So chill, back the hell up and get a grip |
Get off that, thinking that you’re all that real quick |
Like the Rude Boys said |
It’s written all over your face, punk, nobody’s safe |
Nobody’s safe chump, so keep your doors locked (4x) |
(PMD) |
It’s the hardcore rap music that make your ears ring |
Droids of funk, produce a song to make my fans sing |
Singing, swinging, hum along, thump my rap song |
I bet I get wreck on a DL, then the P’s gone |
Poof, no phonebooth, cape, or tight suit |
Dress in all black, black skullcap, black down goose |
To hide the mossberg, word, wit the pistol grip |
Squeeze em quick, so use caution wit the loose lip |
Cuz loose lips sink ships, don’t be the ship to catch a nine clip |
I ain’t going out on some bull---- |
Bankshot, corner pocket, now watch me rock it |
Can’t mock the rap style so, boy, stop it |
(So what’s the name) John Doe, 'K it’s a slow flow |
Swift Smith, crazy, the boy’s loco |
Like Neon Deion Sanders, call him primetime |
(It's the new style) time to get mine |
Cuz nobody’s safe in the fast pace of the rap race |
So keep your hoodies on and your boots laced |
Now I’m out, beaming back to the boon dox |
Nobody’s safe chump, so keep your doors locked |