Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chocolate Supa Highway, artist - Spearhead. Album song Chocolate Supa Highway, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Chocolate Supa Highway |
no jive we be survivin' |
singin’praises to jah |
every time we throw down and every time we puff La Haaaaa!!! |
well you can roll my way |
on the chocolate supa highway!!! |
Late last year |
some of ya mighta had fear, that the Spearhead crew |
would never be back through your way, no way |
we naw go out like that, becaouse we livin’for the riddim |
and the funk is always fat so we bring fat beats like a gift for Xmas |
I’ll make you testify just like an O. J Simpson witness |
our sound is so alarming like killer bees people all be swarming |
so like the price is right come on down, make a little wish |
but excuse me while I light my spliff and make some noise |
if you think the herbs a gift. |
Hoooo! |
Check it I’m descending back into this record |
the heavy breathing funky rhyme paramedic |
shootin’funky venom from my sharp teeth injectors |
not vex ya but yes to resurrect ya |
'cause I can’t stand the pain outside my window |
why ya think so many smokin’indo blunts |
sippin’gin and juice for confidence |
blowin’more la than Jackie Chan be doin’stunts |
the Buddah elevates the stress off the chest |
but could never elevate boot off the ghetto necks |
flex like flash when they try to pull me under |
but like the lightnin’I’ll be there before the thunder |
Yes I remember the time in Oklahoma |
you tried to blame an Arab |
but the whitey was the bomber |
you be jumpin’to conclusions |
I think you spent your whole life |
watchin’cable in seclusion |
illusions 'bout what’s outside your door |
one nigga two nigga three nigga four |
robbing every house and every liquor store |
run for your life we marchin’one million more |
Plowing the fields like some natty dread farmers |
you can roll your own in September from our harvest |
big up yourself… when life comes gets the hardest |
Spearheads comin’straight from the cartridge |