Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Write The Songs , by - KIllarmy. Song from the album Prince Of New York, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 10.11.2008
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
We Write The Songs |
| Yeah, what’s up? |
| Live from muthafucking L. A |
| Uh-huh, the streets is mine, oh, word, it’s like that? |
| Word up, all you fake ass gangsta niggas, yeah |
| Put a fucking grenade in your fucking mouth |
| Yeah, aight, yeah, Leggezin, 9th Prince |
| We write the songs that make the whole world sing |
| We write the songs that make you pop them thangs |
| We write the songs, we write the songs |
| Yo, it’s all about white tees, fly kicks and jeans |
| By any means, forever we scheme and get that cream |
| Rap is like crack, like Fat Cat, we keep feeding the fiends |
| Who’s the hypest MC? |
| 9th Prince or Jay-Z |
| Never seem to amaze me, my raps getting more plays than glaze the streets |
| 9th Prince the general, ya’ll more like rookies |
| Sweet like LL Cool J cookies |
| I’m the amazing, the only rap man, that ever ran with Harley Davidson |
| You got these bitch niggas, wannabe rich niggas |
| Gold diggers and itchy triggers |
| Out to make a billion out of seven figures |
| Yo, ya’ll niggas is sweet like candy |
| This is for my nigga Sandy |
| 9th Prince is found one deep, creep through these dark streets |
| With a nine and bible, stashed in the passenger seat |
| Aiyo, we gladiators, stampede the streets |
| Egyptian techniques, my father named me Kato |
| Must of drunk, buggin' out off some flicks by Bruce Lee |
| Verbal holocaust, niggas be calling me Hitler |
| The black Texas Chainsaw Massacrew |
| Madison Square, party crasher |
| Lamping at the Summerfield suits, in too deep |
| Watch me creep, with automatic weapons |
| Lift your feet off the concrete, the New York City terrorist |
| Planting bombs like Saddam |
| Grenade white gold charm, holding my dick, talking to police |
| With firearm in my palm, but I’m still calm |