Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cyberkill, artist - Natas. Album song WicketWorldWide.COM, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.09.2008
Record label: Aknu Media
Song language: English
Cyberkill |
| More fear than the Y2k bug got Slugs for thugs |
| Those who don’t believe their grave’s been dug |
| Fuck rap, so high-tech I come through yo phone jack |
| To attack and molest the track, cuz i got the habit |
| Infectin yo system, yo program won’t run |
| I’m fuckin up your chip, taking over your modem |
| Deleting your files, your memories been erased |
| And the wicket shit you bite leaves a bitter taste |
| In your mouth, screens blacking out. |
| your monitor won’t show, systems |
| Overload, your head’s about to blow |
| Even the scoe when you believe in the flow |
| And once you click the icon, i’ma take you beyond |
| Cyberkill! |
| CYBERKILL |
| (verse 2: Masta Mind) |
| All up in your face controllin your cyber space |
| The way i see the hard drive crash the inner-face |
| Never replace the one that’ll win the race |
| And i never smoke on a blunt that you finna lace |
| My technology be to futuristic for you to see |
| To do this we glide through the galaxy |
| Galactic tactics cause classic ass kicks |
| Watch out for the venom I spit, it’s straight acid |
| Disconnect your internet, lets bet, electric shock you like your t.v. |
| Set when it’s wet |
| The only thing these motherfucking niggas respect |
| Is the fire jumpin all up out the hole of the tech |
| And it’s cyberkill! |
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| (verse 3: Masta Mind) |
| Who I be? |
| The rooga shoota |
| Virus in your computa |
| Air wave polluta |
| Wicket shit distibuta |
| Buta solluta |
| Make you wanna do tha |
| Shit that i did from here to bramuda |
| Bitches always runnin up talkin bout you tha |
| Nigga Ahead of Time And Space, underground rula |
| Collumbine, trench coat mafia schoola |
| Fresher than a frozen freon out tha coola |
| What’s up wootay, wanna walk you a rula? |
| I keep the bandoola on my face with tha toola |
| I never sniff the snow, cause i aint no foola |
| And if you black, actin italian, you zamoolia |
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