Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song RPM , by - Swollen Members. Song from the album Bad Dreams, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 12.11.2001
Record label: Battle Axe
Song language: English
RPM |
| Aiyyo actions reactions, addition subtraction |
| Crew split the factions, split the fractions |
| E-mail celly talk two-way faxes |
| Rap bold is love just ask the axis, relax |
| Listen to what your ears say |
| Don’t believe the hear-say, or a beer say |
| You fuckin' with entrepreneurs and rhyme wars |
| Marked up passports and world-wide tours |
| But still bangin' out of cars I’m sure |
| All the heads that cop our shit romp the tour |
| You kick a little something but the crowd want more |
| I kick a smorgasbord, that could feed the poor |
| I learn to spit raps, brace for kick back |
| And drip wax, some of the illest on slip mats |
| Cy Young pitchin', catch the transmission |
| Swollen Membership on a Cali to Van mission |
| (Chorus:Iriscience) |
| Passport stamped up at the station |
| Through customs through immigration |
| The sign reads welcome to your nation |
| We come to bring the celibration |
| (Prevail) |
| The war on paper, bongs and smoke vapours |
| Blowin' up and out, goin' up a belt |
| Watch the formula, shadows and corridors |
| We haven’t slept yet, my eyes are bloodshot |
| And when the drums drop, that’s the fun part |
| Stare and snipe you out here at the street fight |
| Let the beat ride black market midnight |
| Attack a stack of vamps like a pit fight |
| So many bones get broken in the rib shack |
| That’s where I live at, yo watch the kick back |
| RPMs back seats and engine blocks |
| I got my tale pipe stuck up in a glove box |
| All our songs rock, duck the Molotov |
| Clear bottle, call the dogs off |
| At the borders, and at the air ports |
| We shoot straight and know exactly what to aim for |
| (Chorus:Iriscience) (x2) |
| (Mad Child) |
| Aiyyo it’s spread like a virus, Mad Prev and Iris (Iriscience) |
| Never ask if you can dig it like Cyrus |
| Shadow boxin' got a killer silhouette |
| Even when we open crowd be like they rock the illest set |
| Feel us yet? |
| You romper room rappers |
| Ain’t catchin' half the shit I say until the mornin' after |
| This shit is evil on pars don’t have to play it backwards |
| This was made from stacks of cash from underneath my mattress |
| But most of y’all are just a bunch of fuckin' actors |
| Flexible suckin' your own dick for practice, actors |
| If I can’t get a chance to put my claim on it |
| You smoked about a thousand pounds with my name on it |
| Free medical and dental plan |
| I’m on six figures bitch you drive a rental van |
| Smokin' weed in coffee shops, stripper sucked for dough |
| Talk to me about the border I’m like fuck you bro |
| (Chorus:Iriscience) (x4) |