Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fine Line-Saukrates, artist - Saukrates. Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Fine Line-Saukrates |
| As mighty a man you’ve ever seen spitting amphetamine |
| To all those congested, my job raw never clean |
| A toast to the uncontested, murderer |
| I mark your mistake as soon as you’re rested, I heard of ya Unattended for your double breasted, bulletproof vest kid |
| Time is money well invested, burning your press kit |
| Ya HEARD me, chic-ow, bless it and pass it leftwards |
| Never protested, the living proof manifested |
| Winkled your face, you better press it, menage-a-trois |
| Put fist in thought, care to test it? |
| If you dare I swear |
| Motionless, I throw a stare in the eyes of uncommon wise soldier |
| Rise like Nike, shares growing older, snowball effect to snow boulder |
| Show you love nigga, I’m iceberg with cold shoulder |
| No time for your manic, hazy rap attack partner |
| Future darker than permanent black… marker |
| I part you from existence on solid ground |
| Only twelve inch but long distance, that’s all I found |
| Is we hell or is we heaven bound? |
| I bomb the target without a sound |
| Ain’t nobody left around to hear it Sipping fine wine and spirits on summer days |
| By the South Pacific, cheddar taste better when specific |
| Cheddar look better when explicit |
| Cheddar get better when statistics rise like mama biscuits |
| All 'n all, I’m having fun with gun |
| 'Cause world gave me gun, detonate the shells with my tongue |
| I’m young plus I’m well hung |
| Threat to intellect, also got your prize possession sprung |
| I ride the fine line between yours and mine, check the design |
| Bre-X cats wondering how rhyme turn sublime |
| Peep my shines coming from behind |
| I’m high beaming in your rear view |
| Get out the left lane before I steer through |
| Ain’t even trying to hear you |
| It was important 'til you thought I feared you |
| Naw, loosen your bra bitch |
| Never rest until I’m considered, the high exalted |
| Even then I’ll still be bitter, sipping on malted |
| Through the speech, now it’s time to walk it This potent poet, who only spit it if he know it Prefer to show it to the hardest of hip hop artist |
| If you a baby making baby, finish what you started and be a MAN |
| God damn, resort to plan B sucking on candy |
| Far from delicate procedure, no time for leisure |
| The fine line between yours and mine, freak the design |
| Bre-X cats wondering how rhyme turn sublime |
| Peep my shines coming from behind |
| I’m high beaming in your rear view, CRASH |
| I stop at nothing, my blood stream pumping nothing but utter destruction |
| Towards cats I describe in this rap production |
| Suffering from mal concussions, you head bangers catching repercussion |
| First impression had you lustin' |
| Now the name Saukrates ringing more than bells |
| Double X-L quote me well, bringing the future |
| Double X-L quote me well, bringing the future |
| You want to poise for the portrait, here let me shoot you |