Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All I Know, artist - Rahzel. Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
All I Know |
| And now, Ladies and Gentlemen in your right corner |
| Weighing in at an even 215 pounds |
| Residing from the South Bronx |
| Maintaning 39 wins, 40 knockouts, and no losses |
| It’s the undisputed beatbox champion of the world! |
| Intro/Chorus: repeat 2X |
| All I know |
| That’s a bad motherfucker |
| All I know |
| He’s about to drop some shit now |
| All I know |
| When I first came out, many couldn’t catch my name |
| Now worldwide, feel the affects, scratch my name |
| Rahzel, now rewind that, (Gargling) slow it down, you’ll find that |
| The way I design that, and reverb behind that, not in my contract |
| I’m bustin all over this bitch, while your girl cums |
| Down with the Two-One-Fifth, Illadelph, Dy-Nast' |
| R-double-O-T-S, no need to remind us |
| You’re far behind us, tryin to high beam, blind us |
| Catching shinas from a nickle plated niner (Gun sounds) |
| Blastin' holes in your designers |
| This is for you primadonnas |
| Cause my persona’s like pirhannas |
| I got you second guessin and sweatin like saunas |
| If you learned from the second lesson, no question you want it |
| Change your facial expressions from minutes to seconds to longer |
| God damn it feel good to see people up on it |
| Who’s the man, Rahzel’s the +Man+, so yo, pass the +Method+ |
| 1200 styles, crush your crew without no effort |
| Let me flip my, vocabulary, vocal acrobatics |
| Smack up phone dramatics, I can jam like automatics |
| Nine millimeter, twelve rounds, one in the chamber |
| Russian Roulette, you can bet, there is DAN-JUR |
| Number five in the Billboard, with the bullet |
| One million, in my pile, you know the style, let me pull it |
| Cause I’m about to blast ya, take the mic, then harrass ya |
| Switch up speeds, without the weed, then I’ll pass ya |
| Nineteen-ninety-nine, octane, because I gassed ya |
| Watch me George Jet, on-you-son, like I’m NASA |
| God damn, like to ?? |
| compare on blaster ?? |
| (shadowboxing sounds) It’s the sound affect master |
| «And I’ll destroy anyone, who dares go against me» |
| I got your mouth wide open, just like the Grand Canyon |
| I’m Trugoy, to this rap game, I got game |
| Call me Denzel, with the rap name, I got aim |
| «He's on FIRE!!» |
| like a coal in a hot flame |
| Plus my Posdonuses, produces, your prognosis |
| Kids doin the chronic from coast to coast kid |
| Death, what the doctor ordered, so say, «Ahhh» |
| Take you +Three Feet High and Risin+, like De La |
| C’est la vie, I’m yo' super MC |
| Got the S on my chest for you to buy my LP |
| Check the outlets for cassettes and CD |
| Sam Goody, Blockbustin' up your H M V |
| Nigga please, ask yo mamma for some cheese |
| Tell her need some restitution like them Vietnamese |
| In Vietnam, cause Rahzel drops the bomb |
| More complex than texts, in your Holy Qu’ran |