
Date of issue: 15.04.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Roll Right |
Mic check and one, two, one, two |
Mic check and one, two |
Mic check and one, two |
Lick off the shot, my stories shock ya like Ellison |
Main line adrenaline, Gaza to Tienanmen |
From the basement I’m dwellin' in |
I cock back the sling to stone a settler |
Breaks him off clean, call me the upsetter |
Here comes the hands on the leashes, the cross |
The capital, the pale families, the fear, and the mouthpieces |
The single sista lynch, the cell doors crash |
The master’s drums echo, echo, echo, echo, echo, echo |
Roll right, roll call |
But now we’re alright, we’re all calm |
Roll right, roll call |
But now we’re alright, we’re all calm |
This hits like fists. |
bomb with the left and don’t miss |
With the sickest stilo, I spark fear like pigs in the park |
Head crack, I hijack the papers |
The vapors caught fire up in your mind, come back, rewind one time |
Here comes the hands on the leashes, the cross |
The capital, the pale families, the fear, and the mouthpieces |
The single sista lynch, the cell doors crash |
The master’s drums echo, echo, echo, echo, echo |
Roll right, roll call |
But now we’re alright, we’re all calm |
Roll right, roll call |
We gotta take 'em to the seventh level |
We gotta take 'em to the seventh level |
For their lives and my lives were never settled |
Come on, don’t freeze when zero hour comes |
Come on |
Come on, don’t freeze when zero hour comes |
Come on |
Send 'em to the seventh level |
Send 'em to the seventh level |
Send 'em to the seventh level |
Send 'em to the seventh level |
For their lives and my lives were never settled |