Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Welcome to the Terrordome, artist - Promo.
Date of issue: 15.09.2010
Song language: English
Welcome to the Terrordome |
I got so much trouble on my mind |
I refuse to lose |
Here’s your ticket |
Hear the drummer get wicked |
The crew to you to push the back to Black |
Attack so I sat and japped |
Then slapped the Mac (Intosh) |
Now I’m ready to mike it |
(You know I like it) huh |
Hear my favoritism roll Oh Never be a brother like to go solo |
Lazer, anastasia, maze ya Ways to blaze your brain and train ya The way I’m livin', forgiven' |
What I’m givin’up |
X on the flex hit me now |
I don’t know about later |
As for now I know how to avoid the paranoid |
Man I’ve had it up to here |
Gear I wear got 'em goin’in fear |
Rhetoric said |
Read just a bit ago |
Not quittin’though |
Signed the hard rhymer |
Work to keep from gettin’jerked |
Changin’some ways |
To way back in the better days |
Raw metaphysically bold |
Never followed a code |
Still dropped a load |
Never question what I am God knows |
Cause it’s comin’from the heart |
What I got better get some |
(Get on up) hustler of culture |
Snakebitten |
Been spit in the face |
But the rhymes keep fittin' |
Respects been givin’how’s ya livin' |
Now I can’t protect a pad off defect |
Check the record |
An reckon an intentional wreck |
Played off as some intellect |
Made the call, took the fall |
Broke the laws |
Not my fault they’re fallin’off |
Known as fair square |
Throughout my years |
So I growl at the livin’foul |
Black to the bone my home is your home |
So welcome to the Terrordome |
Subordinate terror |
Kickin’off an era |
Cold deliverin’pain |
My 98 was 87 on a record yo So now I go Bronco |
Crucifixion ain’t no fiction |
So called chosen frozen |
Apology made to who ever pleases |
Still they got me like Jesus |
I rather sing, bring, think reminisce |
'Bout a brother while I’m in sync |
Every brother ain’t a brother cause a color |
Just as well could be undercover |
Backstabbed, grabbed a flag |
From the back of the lab |
Told a Rab get off the rag |
Sad to say I got sold down the river |
Still some quiver when I deliver |
Never to say I never know or had a clue |
Word was heard, plus hard on the boulevard |
Lies, scandalizin', basin' |
Traits of hate who’s celebratin’wit satan? |
I rope a dope the evil with righteous |
Bobbin’and weavin’and let the good get even |
C’mon down |
And welcome to the Terrordome. |
Caught in the race against time |
The pit and the pendulum |
Check the rhythm and rhymes |
While I’m bendin''em |
Snakes blowin’up the lines of design |
Tryin’to blind the science I’m snedin''em |
How to fight the power |
Cannot run and hide |
But it shouldn’t be suicide |
In a game a fool without the rules |
Got a hell of a nerve to just criticize |
Every brother ain’t a brother |
Cause a Black hand |
Squeezed on Malcom X the man |
The shootin’of Huey Newton |
From a hand of a Nigger who pulled the trigger |
It’s weak to speak and blame somebody else |
When you destroy yourself |
First nothing’s worse than a mother’s pain |
Of a son slain in Bensonhurst |
Can’t wait for the state to decide the fate |
So this jam I dedicate |
Places with racist faces |
Just an example of one of many cases |
The Greek weekend speech I speak |
From a lesson learned in Virginia (Beach) |
I don’t smile in the line of fire |
I go wildin' |
But it’s on bass and drums even violins |
Watcha do gitcha head ready |
Instead of gettin’physically sweaty |
When I get mad |
I put it down on a pad |
Give ya somethin’that cha never had controllin' |
Fear of high rollin' |
God bless your soul and keep livin' |
Never allowed, kickin’it loud |
Droppin’a bomb |
Brain game intellectual Vietnam |
Move as a team |
Never move alone |
But |
Welcome to the Terrordome |