Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Napsack, artist - Shyheim. Album song AKA the Rugged Child, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 18.04.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Noo Trybe
Song language: English
Napsack |
| Napsack on my back |
| Napsack on my back |
| Napsack on my back |
| (I carry a full pack) |
| I rocks the blocks with the rugged hip-hop |
| And I can’t be stopped cause my jam pumps like Reebok |
| Go get a grip as I flip the bic |
| Don’t slip cause I rip shit and I’ll packs a biscuit |
| So make em jump jump cause I gotta pump pump |
| I’ll stick it in your gut and see who jumps up So tell me now do you think you can hang |
| With the Wu (Wu) Tang (Tang) boom (boom) bang bang |
| Crunch that blast up the trunk of a punk |
| With the funk that gots em doin the drunken monk |
| On the Shaolin beatbox cause I rocks steady |
| Don’t sweat me cause I get crazy like Eddie |
| Boom-bah, some say I am a superstar |
| Tell em all I am what I am baby paw |
| And my beats, fatter than fat, they’re not funny |
| Cause these drums remind me of One’s 4 Da Money |
| Now tell me that me and R can’t drop hits |
| Then you heard it but then you tried to rhyme and got dissed |
| My style, my flow for real will have you chumped |
| And I get like Ziggy and toss it up My styles is dope so call the kid dynamite |
| I writes the rhymes that’s redder than bloodsight |
| A trail of thunder with rugged hardcore |
| When I rips the crowd the dancefloor gets sore |
| I laid down my game with my shade and razor cane |
| I laid down my game and parlayed with my gang |
| A little rascal was a bad little bastard |
| (So you’re the rugged child) I see you’re learnin fast kid |
| Get the message I rapped several texts |
| So don’t even try to step to this with that old bullshit |
| On how you better me and how you could do me Come on son, cause you know my style is groovy |
| To the max as I watch and give a beatin |
| And I got more bats in me than Michael Keaton |
| I’m kickin master Wu-Tang slang cause I’m a slinger |
| I got a magic grip so you could call me Golden Fingers |
| I’m rough and I’m tough but I keep it on profile |
| Wanna peep my style take a ride to the Isle |
| I’ll meet you on the other side, we’ll take ya dollar man |
| To prove to my fans that I really am the man |
| The hardcore shorty that will keep ya head boppin |
| And while I keep rockin your ears will start poppin |
| To that freaky flow and all that old good shit |
| And not to be conceited but hey, the shoe fits |
| Gimme room, I love to hear the next competition |
| So I can prepare to give another ass whippin |
| Short sneaky Shy-Shy the kid with the props |
| I’ll make your heart stop at the pop of a glock |
| A Tech-9, an uzi, so what can you do me? |
| But take his advice be the next one to sweat me |