Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Chuck Norris , by - Serengeti. Song from the album Dirty Flamingo, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 12.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: F5
Song language: English
Chuck Norris |
| I’m half-life like of carbon |
| Okay god I’m starving |
| I kick that tortoise shell |
| And oracle bone language |
| Walk around like |
| Right left like drama |
| Rock a coat and speak Yiddish |
| Decipher Mayan codes |
| Style precedent |
| So she greeted me |
| A kiss like |
| Extraordinary rap experiment |
| That don’t need no combo |
| Write my shit in the Congo |
| Give birth like seahorses |
| Collect fine rums and only ride in Porsches |
| So now without the diamond |
| Now she acts as plaything |
| Now she’s smile and greeting |
| Everyone with her pinky |
| I’ll be Bruce Lee and you be Chuck Norris |
| Together we can move to Rome |
| And write a rap chorus |
| About the times |
| Diplomacy with China and these rhymes |
| In fact, I, I want to be like Clemente |
| On my way to Nicaragua |
| So I can sleep with the ladies that live in the jungle |
| I’m rough and tumble |
| Like don’t got yourself together |
| Like Ryan Court sitting on the porch |
| Smoking blunts and cigarettes |
| Is that a great time or what? |
| What, it’s like everybody sucks |
| The big game is like a billion bucks |
| Woah, could you imagine all the fanfare? |
| Platinum straws, gold drawers |
| Make the world pause |
| I’ll be Bruce Lee and you be Chuck Norris |
| Together we can move to Rome |
| And write a rap chorus |
| About the times |
| Diplomacy with China and these rhymes |
| Close the blinds and stay in or go outside |
| Smoke, walk the atolls of history |
| Black suspenders breaking shackles in the black hole |
| With long legged kicks |
| Spritz perfume and backflips |
| In the basement writing raps about intense |
| In the rain seeing cats with beautiful |
| Think why me, I wanna be on TV |
| Instead of lonely |
| With a whole bunch of unlocked potential |
| Monumental flavour |
| I should have been a baker |
| How bout a plumber? |
| The midsummer’s night’s |
| A lot of dope |
| A lot of junkies ain’t broke |
| I pay taxes so people can smoke coke |
| And fix that always break |
| All my friends are flakes |
| Illinois’s the state |
| Hello |
| Obsessed like |
| Oooh la la ley |
| Fresh raps all day |
| Yo, peace to the |
| Being busy taking it easy |
| And they be like ‘what is he?' |
| I say shit being gritty |
| My committee do the entire city |
| We totally and terribly shitty |
| Extraordinarily witty |
| Drinking |
| Magnifier like a disco |
| Flip this script |
| So we can drink juice and gin in it |
| This is it |
| Magnifier like a disco |
| Flip this script |
| So we can drink juice and gin in it |
| This is it |
| I’ll be Bruce Lee and you be Chuck Norris |
| Together we can move to Rome |
| And write a rap chorus |
| About the times |
| Diplomacy with China and these rhymes |
| Hey |