Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Understand This, artist - Random Axe. Album song Random Axe, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 16.06.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Duck Down
Song language: English
Understand This |
| Yo, rap professor |
| Acknowledge the scholar shit, no scholarship |
| Wordplay wizardry, giving me a conglomerate |
| Follow this, those who don’t, fuck it they face abolishment |
| Suckas slurp sleepers and psychologically swallow dick |
| Shit, ain’t the same Sean from the last album |
| Don’t smoke weed, I’ll smoke your seed when I blast barrels |
| Clap Harold in the ride with Cain |
| Bitch niggas burnt, lyrically I’m supplying the flame |
| Deriding the game |
| So raw, I throw cut on it |
| Track ain’t cracking unless Ruck on it |
| Like, who the fuck want it? |
| Cricket noise in the background |
| Niggas quiet, can’t do a thing when I smash down |
| Claiming your King, word to god I will snatch crown |
| Put it back on my head, I’m taking it back now |
| Sean Price on some new and improved shit |
| Life is a chessgame, I’m stragically moving |
| Your move, bitch |
| Yeah, yeah, down for whatever |
| Rounds in the leather |
| If a sound, you fucking clowns ain’t found nothing better |
| Understand this |
| Understand this |
| Snotbox busters, stage show rusher |
| Cold steel make a hardcore cat stutter |
| Salesman, half off tags with boxcutters |
| Make it where you couldn’t get a hug from your mother |
| Carnivore stalking, feast on my rivals |
| Pops from my rifle will end your survival |
| And honestly I feel I’m not liable |
| Cause they should’ve known Guilty Simpson isn’t tribal |
| Yeah, I used to keep grams on me |
| 'Cause they knew I had better nicks than Mike D’Antoni |
| And I’m one of a kind, your side can’t clone me |
| Rappers can’t do the shit that I can, homie (homie) |
| Hold me down, I’m a problem, severe one |
| Punch-drunk rappers get socked on the beer run |
| Random, never been afraid to scrap (uh huh) |
| I’ll make your whole life fade to black |
| Yeah, yeah, down for whatever |
| Rounds in the leather |
| If a sound, you fucking clowns ain’t found nothing better |
| Understand this |
| Understand this |