Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Got Rimes , by - Shi 360. Song from the album Romantizma, in the genre Турецкий рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 18.08.2005
Record label: iremrecords
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Got Rimes , by - Shi 360. Song from the album Romantizma, in the genre Турецкий рэп и хип-хопWe Got Rimes |
| Yo, yo |
| Some Haitian Mediterranean shit |
| For your ass |
| SHI, OD |
| Yo |
| I drop rhymes of intelligence |
| Spit them with eloquence |
| SHI verbalize, analyze every consequence |
| Deadly deliveries |
| Poison your residence |
| Madleys and similes |
| Like dirty governments |
| No tolerance! |
| So if you want a battle gents? |
| From the first bar, |
| I had you shitting in your pants |
| And now we’re opponents in events, still display incompetence |
| And if they can’t get it done, I call it verbal impotence |
| I spit condense, intense styles remains immense |
| How the fuck you gonna try to disregard the evidence? |
| You wanna take a chance? |
| I got rimes to break your plans |
| All the futile attempts, they could never stand a chance and I commence |
| Bring this lyrical deliverance so even think another challenge is a false |
| pretense |
| 'cause from the past to the future impose my presence |
| When I cripple your mind, sodomize your innocence |
| We got rhymes |
| Rhymes for days and rhymes for nights |
| Rhymes for weeks and rhymes for mics |
| We got rhymes |
| Rhymes for rides and rhymes for clubs |
| Rhymes for chase and rhymes for thugs |
| We got rhymes |
| So you know we always spit it correct |
| Spit it and check, respect or spit it and wreck |
| We got rhymes |
| When its over, yeah, you’ll know who’s got bars |
| We got rhymes |
| We’re supreme, hold it down with Obscure |
| We hold it down, yo |
| Rap’imin alaturkalığı nedense kimine batar |
| Asılsız şen şakrak nakaratlar, şarkılarında ip atlar |
| Bu tip Hip-Hop, Big-Bad trip yapar |
| Yan etkilerine inadına ben panzehir arar, Kuvvetmira sunar (Yeah) |
| Densizlik boğazımı kes, ağzımı bantla kapat |
| Haydi geç karşıma, adam akıllı iki dize sen patlat |
| İbreme ulaşman zaman alır, evde otur, kıçı büyüt, rakı hazır |
| Tanrı misafirim Shi ve Obscure Disorder |
| Zelil köpek sana mı havladı? |
| Hanginiz bu piste havlu attı? |
| Top10 zihniyetlerin kökünü kurutun, peçeleyin kusurlarınızı |
| Orostopolluk bolluğunda bön mü kaldı? |
| Sagopa daldı temaya bodoslama |
| Prosedür yok, sarî bir muhribim |
| Adıma bir anıt dikin, adımı altına yazmayın |
| Niyetin artı art eşit sanat, art niyetle suçladın |
| Be ödlek ördek yaz da görelim, kim sefildi kağıda karşı? |
| Aşık liseli serseri, seneler önce geçtim ben o dersleri |
| En gerekli sözler engerek yılanlarına karşı harpleri |
| Sentetik hayallerinde sen tetiksin kendine |
| Kıçın köprü karşısı, ve bak (Bak) |
| Bu kuş bakışı manzaran senin |
| Her taraf darmadağınık toplu insan baskısı |
| Ben ömürden silemedim, Rap Rabb’ın kadere yazgısı |
| Pikaplarıydı Mic’ın çalgısı |
| We got rhymes |
| Rhymes for days and rhymes for nights |
| Rhymes for weeks and rhymes for mics |
| We got rhymes |
| Rhymes for rides and rhymes for clubs |
| Rhymes for chase and rhymes for thugs |
| We got rhymes |
| So you know we always spit it correct |
| Spit it and check, respect or spit it and wreck |
| We got rhymes |
| When its over, yeah, you’ll know who’s got bars |
| We got rhymes |
| We’re supreme, hold it down with Obscure |
| We hold it down, yo |
| I dropcast like I hold 'em all |
| Aye, yo, crack it and open 'em |
| You whack and you know it done |
| Black belly holding up |
| Chiefs soak 'em up |
| Soldier rest knees, sourvenir |
| Your beeps are chocking up |
| Like the all we crocodiles |
| He is scoping us? |
| , Imma stacking mouth was |
| Straight up and downwards |
| , This is our |
| Soon enough y’all are |
| Suit 'em up hour |
| All these sunburn |
| Put the beat louder |
| Your chick, what about her? |
| Bitch, yeah, pludder |
| Sex in the mouth first |
| Left in an outburst |
| Flex to the left quick |
| Necklace are all fake |
| Hand-lace you back here |
| Left in my style |
| Sure, if you use a Saint Day |
| Hit 'em off with a round-kick |
| It’s payday |
| Take it by a disease, shit, like spear ribs on hot sunday |
| I rest a day |
| Stay pretend everything’s okay |
| I run my way |
| We got rhymes |
| Rhymes for days and rhymes for nights |
| Rhymes for weeks and rhymes for mics |
| We got rhymes |
| Rhymes for rides and rhymes for clubs |
| Rhymes for chase and rhymes for thugs |
| We got rhymes |
| So you know we always spit it correct |
| Spit it and check, respect or spit it and wreck |
| We got rhymes |
| When its over, yeah, you’ll know who’s got bars |
| We got rhymes |
| We’re supreme, hold it down with Obscure |
| We hold it down, yo |
| We hold it down, down, down, down |