Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bare Witness, artist - Slum Village. Album song Villa Manifesto Instrumentals, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.10.2012
Record label: Ne'Astra
Song language: English
Bare Witness |
Yo when niggas blurtin |
Its flirtin with death I’m certain |
You actin off the wall consider yourself curtains |
I’m nasty |
You ask me am I disgustin, you bet |
I’m like playing russian roulette |
Bustin two teks |
Straight shittin |
I’m great spittin |
Get great kitten off the great writtens |
I shoulda been born in great Britain |
'stead I’m from the Michigan state mitten |
I keep a nigga on his toes like he hate sittin |
Know your place or get your flow erased |
'til you a nobody |
So it prolly wouldn’t make sense to show a face |
Shit was just murdered |
I’ll leave you with two words: fuck you |
Or you fucked, however you wanna word it |
Shit I mean biz |
Put 'em where the maggots is |
Who that bad as me |
Young Lazarus damn dog it’s been a bit |
I rise up surprise cuz we the shit |
Chillin where the flask was |
Now judge |
Haters make me nauseous |
Blog us, we get it while we prosper |
I could see the storm comin' just call me doppler |
Radar |
Nine months waiting call it labor |
Niggas stay sharp call it razor |
Niggas better raise up |
Or get his face taped up |
And no I’m not gangsta, its anger |
For niggas tryna play me like sega |
You faker, thought I was soft cause I had a blazer on |
But I am not PM Dawn |
I’m a madman on the song bearing arms |
Bare witness as I come back |
Step up, microphone check up |
Back by popular demand once again |
I’m the truth when I step in the booth |
Front knees for rilla the subliminal rhyme thriller |
Chill a minute with me and my niggas from the villa |
Touch of jazz poetical interestingly intriguing |
Or even or zooming im better but still human |
Changing of plans |
And what you thought that I couldn’t do man |
Metaphoric expressin the lesson eternally blessed |
No matter which way that I turn |
Threw it in a yearn |
It’s zealous this irony of what reality tell us |
Still could be consumed in the analytical synthesizzle my nizzle |
Visible disible from the jizzle |
Um |
Get you ready for the action with just a syllable |
Satisfaction from the rap drawer when you’re miserable |