Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Untitled Fantastic , by - Slum Village. Song from the album Sex, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 19.06.2007
Record label: Barak
Song language: English
Untitled Fantastic |
| Yo, Hold it to me your f**king cash’s about to slee |
| I’m a show you all how to emcee |
| See i can rock a floor if i rock with high beams |
| I rock with melody, on of the soildgers of the team |
| See yall niggas is dope fiends hopeing for a dream |
| I intervien like a case of gangreen |
| Gain the green then exit the scene |
| With a fine chick who could fill up a pair of jenes |
| See i’m doing this shit, doing this shit, for magnet |
| And niggas at Coney Gardens who try and do shit |
| Seen life ain’t a game it remains intense |
| Lock, hold to a nigga like a dog tracin a scent |
| See ya gotta get your money, you gots to pay rent |
| Feelin it, ya’ll ass is read! |
| (Batian) |
| Uh, one of the musical priest we form the lyrical voltron |
| Hippocrates get steped upon, in the combat |
| Don’t you come back until you waxed your song |
| Your served at your war phat |
| Your up against the lord of the first high priest, Melchizedk |
| Don’t shoot till you see this, just sit back breeeeeath |
| I got more where this comes from-from |
| Jay-Dee, thee origional drum master |
| You will never hit the best |
| Fast or solw? |
| It dosen’t matter though T-3 times emcees callin the lap |
| Ba-tian is the one whose in the tree of life |
| Hold tight, don’t ever give up in the fight |
| Grace can only come into the sight |
| Soul power it ingites like the sun |
| SV dominates the industry for fun |
| (Fun (fun) Fun (fun) Fun (fun) Fun) |
| Yea, yea to the beat |
| Yea, yea ya know it can’t-can't stop |
| It can’t-can't't quit |
| Stance answers put up your hands and fist |
| For the band, and if ya can’t stand |
| One of my man’s dance sleeping on some sandman shit,(c'mon) |
| Like damn man! |
| wake up, as we bring the action |
| Don’t be standing like a grand-slam hit,(c'mon) |
| For the whole fam flippin on the hand-stand tip (c'mon) |
| We get the dough weight up, straight up, the wham-bamm hits |
| Before we go-go, we gettin on some damn-wham shit |
| A-gainst, as for second hand brand kicks |
| Rippin from the Beatdown to San Fran-sis to Japan land |
| It’s the br-and new, we keep movin like the trans am |
| Do-do dont stop we can’t can’t quit, we can’t-can't |