Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rearview, artist - Marco Polo. Album song The Exxecution, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.03.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Duck Down
Song language: English
Rearview |
Yeah, I got my pedal to the metal |
I’m doing lightspeed on ya’ll niggas man |
Yeah let’s go |
Full wreck mode, bars explode |
Metaphors is fire, the dialect’s cold |
«Timbz Do Work» my cannon just got fired |
On the road to riches the whip’s hotwired |
Shots fired your right-hand man down |
Probably should have told him to stand down |
You on that punk shit I let the sket blow |
That’s why I’m gon' always get respect in the GHETTO |
Fuck with ya boy-boy, be on the low-low |
Slingin' that (bloi-bloi) fleein' the po-po |
Spittin' that cold crack, rippin' the dope track |
Flippin' never slippin' I be shittin' you know that |
Plus I keep a bad bitch lickin' my cashews |
Cinderella hoes tattoos with glass shoes |
Go and cop the LP and see what the fuss ‘bout |
Stacks in my jeans ‘bout to bust the fuck out |
Nigga, I’m so far ahead of you, flying at the speed of light |
Got a clear view you ain’t even in my rearview |
Nigga, you ain’t even in my rearview |
Another one bites the dust, ha-ha |
So far ahead of you, flying at the speed of light |
Got a clear view you ain’t even in my rearview |
Nigga, you ain’t even in my rearview |
Another one bites the dust, ha-ha |
Fans throw their hands up when they turn my jam up screaming |
CROWN HEIGHTS BROOKLYN IN THE HOUSE |
Juxx is the man he rock, bitches let they panties drop |
CAUSE THEY WANT THIS BLACK DICK UP IN THEY MOUTH |
Mommy I’ll oblige you slide you to motizzy get so busy then it’s back to that |
dough grizzy |
Is he thuggin' is he really steady mobbin'? |
Did he really run the streets hustlin' and robbin'? |
Fact is VIC Flair murder on the mic spit the hardest shit niggas ever heard of |
in they life |
I been reppin' since Kool G Rap and Kane and ‘em |
Douggie Fresh, Dana Dane and ‘em |
Entertaining ‘em, chalkline framin' ‘em |
Never gave a fuck about niggas talkin' shit |
I just punch you in your fuckin' mouth |
You know the repertoire, my pedigree is untainted better than |
Anything you ever done ain’t it |
I’m so far ahead of you, flying at the speed of light |
Got a clear view you ain’t even in my rearview |
Nigga, you ain’t even in my rearview |
Another one bites the dust, ha-ha |
In them buck sixty burnin' up the highway niggas better stay out my lane |
One and the fast the furious you know shit is serious |
Niggas need to step up they game |
Listen, I see the world through the eyes of a killer |
Juxx in this rap game tell me who’s realer |
Slum lordian, bum studio recordian |
Rhymin' over accordion still sippin' on 40's and |
That shit is trash heap |
I wasn’t feelin' it today and I damn sure didn’t like it last week |
Go up to the radio you ain’t gettin' airplay |
I pissed on your poster when I seen it in the stairway |
This means war, I’m R.A.W |
Ahood terrorist it’ll bring trouble to |
Any rap artist, CEO or producer |
Shorty wound up tight I bet I get her looser |
I’m so far ahead of you, flying at the speed of light |
Got a clear view you ain’t even in my rearview |
Nigga, you ain’t even in my rearview |
Another one bites the dust, ha-ha |
So far ahead of you, flying at the speed of light |
Got a clear view you ain’t even in my rearview |
Nigga, you ain’t even in my rearview |
Another one bites the dust, ha-ha |