Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Reincarnation, artist - Scoop De'Ville
Date of issue: 16.05.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Thump
Song language: English
My Reincarnation |
Our Father |
Who art in heaven |
Hallowed be thy name |
Thy kingdom come, thy Will be done |
On earth as it is in heaven |
Yeah |
As I sit here in this hospital bed |
I wonder if I’m on my way to heaven or hell |
I think about my My reincarnation |
Chorus: Scoop DeVille |
This right here is dedicated |
To the ones G’ed up, tatooed and braided |
This an anthem, a gangsta |
Celebration |
To welcome my reincarnation, I’m back, bitch |
With the mack, bitch |
Quick to clap shit |
Upon any motherfucker with banana claps |
So bow down, bitch, you know my name |
It’s been a while now, finally back in the rap game |
So Lay low |
No one move til I say so This a jack move, haters better step slow |
It’s about time, they let in years ago |
Still hatin’cause I’m all about my federal |
Let it go, brown back, ese general |
The Frost man, better go and get your (???) code |
I’m hardcore with a vengeance now |
The Godfather and I’m hittin’with the Platinum Child |
He got beats that’ll bang for miles |
We do it for the kids who live life wild |
But dawg, I’m old school |
So if I gotta pull |
The switches off the (???), whip your ass, what I’m gonna do Got rules, we make 'em and break 'em |
If the cops on that ass, we believe, we’ll shake 'em |
The same dudes, y’all just replay 'em |
But as long as I collect my income |
I’m still one |
Repeat Chorus |
You see |
The truth is, you wanna know who Bad Boy and Scoop is You don’t wanna know Virgin or Ruthless |
You wanna know about the bread and the blue kicks |
I show you how to do this gangsterist music |
Morenas like Venezuela |
Los Angeles, Frost, it’s the panic player |
I been down since the KDAY days |
You don’t wanna hear a shit about the ese’s braids |
It’s the cholo, see the L.A. gangs |
Crack pots and two cages in AIDS |
A.K.'s, K.J.'s and Daytons |
Man, there’s so much hell up in Vegas |
Texas, Florida, Brooklyn |
And Asia |
Aztecs, Mexicans, raza |
It’s major |
What would L.A. be, without us It’s the rap, boss resurrection, big Frost |
And |
Repeat Chorus |
For ages |
I rock dice and bricks |
And life is easy as ever |
Right with the righteous chicks |
That’s pa mi raza |
The brown skin, minorities |
To be global, makin’the whole world adore me Don’t let me start some shit and rumble you, puss |
You the position of a puppet like George W. Bush |
I’m so Lovin’the kush |
The bomb sack of weed |
The bomb crack, so Double the books |
Until my life was threated |
I died three times |
In one night, I went from hell to heaven |
Resurrected out the motherfuckin’hospital |
I dropped Kid, now you rappers wanna drop little |
I bless the world with my «La Raza"song |
The anthem, my soul, no se cansa, holmes |
So don’t ask if I lost it, bitch |
I froze myself, motherfucker, since I dropped the Kid |
Repeat Chorus |
Yeah |
The reincarnation |
Frost is back |
Motherfucker |
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust |
Pull out the cuete |
Then I bust |
Uh The reincarnation |
I’m back, bitch |