Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Da World , by - Kurupt. Song from the album Space Boogie: Smoke Oddessey, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDa World |
| Motherf**kers know that it’s on tonight |
| We came in here to f**k it up with a shoot out or fight |
| Niggas don’t understand that it’s on tonight |
| Hap hap hap it’s on tonight. |
| Young Gotti! |
| (Kurupt) |
| Take preparation (preparation) meditation (meditation) |
| Convalescent solo solo psycho store storm and store propane |
| To roll the game rearrange change rain or snow |
| But for real explain the exceptional view |
| With the exception of an exceptional feud I view |
| Impose the arsonists to burn a bunch, extreme kerosene |
| Helium dioxide aquanated oxide acquitted lop side |
| Baby this is it f**k da world |
| I’ma be the first nigga to f**k da world |
| Converse apparel inspired by. |
| Fly out the barrel five out the barrel |
| (Kurupt) |
| Just take position ammunition, convalescent Converse |
| Where we at first is where we at last, where we last cash |
| One last toke will make your smoke ride high |
| I’ma give everything like pushing the button |
| Now how does it feel when you die for nothing? |
| Metropolis crumble, apocalypse mo' lines surround and dine |
| Let loose in at least a Nam, calculate keep time |
| Finish the World War I’ve been a star |
| The knock quiminitar (?), strange and restrain |
| Retired and rewired, melodically molecules |
| Strategy and logic enables our positions then points us missiles |
| All sided equal… deeper than pistols |
| For instance… unknown the science of forensics |
| Get your backpacked like ten sticks |
| Hit like ten sticks hit with the effect of tense ticks inglow (?) sticks |
| (Kurupt) Baby this is it |
| (Daz) |
| It’s on tonight |
| We came in here to f**k it up with a shootout or fight. |
| Boop boop hap hap, nigga it’s on tonight |
| We came in here to f**k it up with a shootout or fight |
| (Kurupt) |
| Nigga you want war? |
| Yeah right, I’m mic sky like stiletto |
| Holocaust to high school, roscoe to Vasco |
| Impossible lives the hospitalized |
| Franchise strip niggas is broke for ranches mansions avalanches |
| Alarms ring cause harm in court |
| Like platinum and gold |
| I’ve sold a whole, explosions hit explode implode |
| Popped out bodies dropped off on Rider’s road |
| I’ve seen and foreseen the unseen |
| And able hardly able to separate the myths from fables |
| I’ma buy a Baltic while you purchase fireplaces |
| Poisonous supply and occupy in space |
| The midnight I could hide the dark until the spark |
| Light up the night nothing everything in sight |
| I’ma cross the finish line with both legs broken |
| Flow coke broken both toke smokin' (wha?) |
| Daz dilly machine dean two shottie |
| The life of a party is a live scene |
| Gastra. |
| neo kung-fu niastra |
| Monsoons swarm en route like harpoons |
| Young black Sinatra analytical ANTRA |
| A million percent proof bound to found the youth |
| Uncrude uncoil bubble and boil turmoil |
| Don’t specialize and ill crack your bones |
| Now f**k with that (automatic cardiac attack) |
| Forced to front in your chest back, (?)no raptor arab (?) |
| Kuruption! |
| Yeah that’s me! |
| New word to the dome, cyclone stallone |
| Stainless steel momomamamarron (?) |
| Get done cloned and choke in stone |
| (Daz) |
| Yeah and thats how we doin this shit |
| Daz Dilli, Fredwreck, Kurupt the Kingpin Young Gotti |
| Servin y’all suckers to one inch |
| Yeah f**k that oohhh! |
| Straight to the dome nigga phill smoke some sit back |
| For all the real thugs out there |
| Meditate penetrate on these suckers |
| Yeah nigga it’s on tonight, f**k da world |
| F**k da world. |
| hap hap hap hap hap yeah! |
| (voice sings in background) |
| (old man’s voice) |
| I said end of the world ha ha ha ha ha ha!!! |
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Kurupt
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Daz