Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Calm But Deadly, artist - Remedy. Album song The Genuine Article, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.06.2005
Record label: Code Red
Song language: English
Calm But Deadly |
You have offended my family. |
And you have offended a Shaolin Temple! |
Laboratory tested and foolproof, inspected |
You’ve just been infected son the dart’s been injected |
Straight ahead slowly but surely keep steady |
My everyday medley is +Calm But+ stay +Deadly+ |
Rap potions, free-willed controlled emotions |
Earth, wind, fire, air, land, sea and ocean |
The rap disease global, blow trees |
With the noblest MC’s, Wu-Tang Killa Bees |
How High? |
Mass multiply, proven Wu ally |
Bobby blessed me with +The W+ and the power to fly |
Now I skyscrape it, landscape it |
Masquerade, hover above and watch these real cats fake it |
Godfather spit lightenin |
Wu-Tang rookie of the year from Body Brighton |
Mastermind Killa Bee manhunts, Amsterdam blunts |
Legendary dart raves, for live renegades |
Bleed for green paper, repair miz |
My Killa Bee Swarm split wigs, break ribs |
Eighty-eight stick-up kids |
High drama, harpoon expert |
You see the God, you throw ya shine in ya sweatshirt |
Death before over-darted |
Me and the microphone barred, never departed |
Solomon be retarted, cold hearted |
Now you shook but you never, should have started |
Eh-yo, where you gonna run to? |
There’s nowhere to hide |
(On some real live manhunt, take it in stride) |
We spit nothin but the real shit you bound to get hit |
(Takin off the with the torch once it’s passed and lit) |
Eh-yo, where you gonna run to? |
(There's nowhere to hide) |
On some real live manhunt (Take it in stride) |
We spit nothin but the real shit (You bound to get hit) |
Takin off the with the torch (Once it’s passed and lit) |
General warfare manhunt for real |
What the deal? |
Hold more steal than kids under the stairs |
Move for thirty-six years, knowledge throughout my foundation |
Me and Remedy transport the devastation |
World war, comin for ya neck, body ya soul |
Upcome and behold, full control |
End the situation, figure ya fold |
Solomon Childs got this rap shit sold |
You wanna battle? |
Stop speakin in codes |
Highest level, ain’t nobody gettin above me |
QBin on the Wu robbery |
Wildin like an HDM predicate with cuffs, G |
You don’t want no problem |
Collaborate, Solomon style, thoughts elaborate |
Grown men congregate and come for ya magistrate |
Break through enemy lines, land up mines, levitate |
Quick son, motivate, no time to hesitate |
One wish, me and CO team six back in Auschwichz |
Table switch, US concentration camps exist |
We move in disguise, from Shaolin to Mount Siahnide |
Drama seconds, I blond remix from cyanide |
I seen it at the pyramid of Geezer, fear type Ceaser |
+CREAM+ resembles the Scrooge of Ebenezer |
The rich get richer, we use words to paint pictures |
You want the truth? |
+Words to Live By+, run and get ya scriptures |
(Eh-yo, where you gon' run to? There’s nowhere to hide) |
On some real live manhunt, take it in stride |
(We spit nothin but the real shit you bound to get hit) |
Takin off the with the torch once it’s passed and lit |
(Eh-yo, where you gon' run to?) There’s nowhere to hide |
(On some real live manhunt) Take it in stride |
(We spit nothin but the real shit) You bound to get hit |
(Takin off the with the torch) Once it’s passed and lit |