Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Indonesia, artist - Hieroglyphics. Album song The Kitchen, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.07.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hieroglyphics Imperium
Song language: English
Indonesia |
Trying to get them cash stacks |
Pass the doobie, but first ask that |
Blast off to astronomical space, when they turn up the bass |
Baby ass go round and round |
She been eating her greens |
I’ve been getting my green |
There’s a space in her waist I’ve been tryna fit in between |
No disrespect shown or seen |
But these step infected niggas tryna clone the king |
And they cling where my nuts swing |
Usurpers of the throne will remain unseen |
When I’m on the microphone my style is a smile |
Shining while you hoes whining and cosigning |
I’m wild and versatile |
Your defeat is irreversible |
I rehearse a flow to curse a foe and throw the first blow |
The funk is immersed in soul |
The rhythm take form then we take control |
Free your mind, your ass will follow |
Calculate, don’t doubt the great |
Cause I’m out to take the crown from fakes |
And pound 'em silly |
Militant and diligent minded |
On any rhythm that I’m cosigning |
When matters get thick |
Which is cataclysmic |
Like crashing through bricks and to acting with this |
I’m cold, y’all frostbitten instantly |
Fucking with my infantry |
Sold in a symphony |
You hoes wanna mention me? |
Miraculously chapping your lips |
Mastering what rap is |
They so illiterate |
Spit a flow, light up your dome like a cigarette |
Down to the filter, now you familiar |
We bum-rushing and crushing |
Snatching and taxing |
You cram to understand but you’re band with whacking |
I could slow up the speed but that’ll hold up the fiends |
So I’mma show the receipt |
Give up fo what you need, indeed |
Heed this speech, ingest it intravenously |
Main line, I craft the tailor-made lines |
With a love for this craft that paper can’t buy |
We thug on you scabs just for breaking our line |
Cause we pick it and the wickity WICK WICK |
Wiggity participants forgetting the music perceived industry |
If you with it then we can achieve instantly |
If you wizard then there ain’t no defense from me |
I gets imperial position and attention to the editing |
Original heredity is heavy and it’s deadly |
And it’s spreading and it’s heading your way |
So get ready |
Whenever I’m into my zone |
You know Opi- Opi are fighting homes |
Riding through the streets of Oakland, California |
Blowing trees and smoking Indica |
Smoking Indonesia with my people and we about to free your mind |
Free your mind, your ass will follow |
Calculate, don’t doubt the great |
Cause I’m out to take the crown from fakes |
And pound 'em silly |
Really for the times that we live |
Let’s build many never-wrote lines like this shit |
It’s intricate lines vs. simpleton minds |
When temperature climbs like Tienanmen crimes |
I’m hot, y’all mild like cinnamon |
Shrines I enter them, find my center then |
Climb right into them |
Annihilate these nickel and dime |
Furious styles all mind and more defeminine |
Blow a hole through your front door, you think you’re picking 'em |
Watch your back I put your knot on flat |