Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Drum, artist - The Procussions. Album song The Procussions, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 15.09.2013
Record label: The Procussions
Song language: English
The Drum |
| The Drum |
| Mr. J. Medeiros |
| I got a ringing in my ear |
| From banging on a drum all these years |
| Stro Elliot |
| I got a ringing in my ear |
| From banging on a drum all these years |
| Mr. J. Medeiros |
| Conscious rap is a gimmick |
| Are you conscious of that |
| You sell an ominous black cloud |
| They’ll promise to act now |
| Kids just be honest and rap |
| Stro Elliot |
| Wow, is that your meaning of a rap song? |
| You talk loud say nothin' what 's that for |
| Krypton or clark |
| Green or Bill Bixby |
| Who let ya’ll in without a key you sissys |
| Mr. J. Medeiros |
| I’m the straw man arsonist |
| Are all men narcissists |
| Monsanto’s needing more land to plant arsenic |
| Big pharma with pig farmer |
| See how they dig karma |
| Put a lid on ya mute ya suit ya |
| Kamasutra future with a fruit ya ain’t use ta |
| Truth ain’t the truth it use ta be man |
| Damn right I’m angry |
| Cause this Ayn Rand fans |
| Got a hand that ain’t ever fiend the pipe as a baby |
| Military conquest millions in a contest |
| Stub-born children I mean literally armless |
| Some learned to win but then it killed them in their conscience |
| Love burns within until you spill it’s very contents |
| Name now what’s a name with no consequence |
| Shame they say the blame is in our confidence |
| Change they say it never knows constant |
| Them chains been the same since the taming of the continent |
| Put up, what up |
| Bo Bo Bo |
| Suckas wanna flow but they got no show |
| So drop that, low end |
| Hands up, show them |
| Stand up, throw them |
| Fists in the air now |
| Hold them up |
| Hold them up |
| Hold them up |
| Fists in the air now |
| Hold them up |
| Stro Elliot |
| I’m more Frank Zappa than Frank White in a limousine |
| A leaner Peter Griffin comedian in a scene with 20 actors |
| Romantic comedy drama action types |
| I’m laughing like |
| «Oh you must be doing this for practice right?» |
| Oh you’re professional? |
| Nah. |
| I know what a rapper’s like |
| Authentic and raw with a Lion sized appetite |
| Ya’ll fall flat and start actin like a rhyming N’domukong Sue |
| You blame me, I blame you ooh |
| An NFL reference, Must mean that I’m a man that shoots deer |
| And drinks six beers for breakfast |
| Nah. |
| couldn’t be further from the truth |
| A word concerning you |
| Some of you rappers need to move further from the booth |
| And learn to turn that noose into a tourniquet removing |
| Circulation from that part of the brain exaggeration moves |
| My diagnosis? |
| your dialogue is appalling |
| Take 2 of these when your falling |
| Never call me in the morning I’m sleep |
| Put up, what up |
| Bo Bo Bo |
| Suckas wanna flow but they got no show |
| So drop that, low end |
| Hands up, show them |
| Stand up, throw them |
| Fists in the air now |
| Hold them up |
| Hold them up |
| Hold them up |
| Fists in the air now |
| Hold them up |
| Blame One |
| I be the blame first number to the right of zero |
| I got the sight to steer you, no hype or hero and despite dinero |
| Coming and going I perfected my flowing fluently |
| Mobb with the Procussions, there’s nothing you can do to me |
| You or me?, I usually kill it about two to three |
| Barz in. Your sparing with arson. |
| Tom foolery |
| Snatch up all your jewelry and hand it to the homeless |
| My condolence to your raps I body bag is just a bonus |
| Labels wanna own us, we could never be a sound slave |
| Walking down the path that I paved upon the ground laid |
| Years ago. |
| With many years to go, cheers so here’s to those! |
| Peeps that persisted, don’t get it twisted I’m here to grow |
| Time is never over till the most high decides it is |
| Think I’m getting weak or at my peak? |
| I be surprising kids |
| Sliding lids back, vibing as I spit raps |
| Switch back to writing graff and cats be like «he did that?» |
| Put up, what up |
| Bo Bo Bo |
| Suckas wanna flow but they got no show |
| So drop that, low end |
| Hands up, show them |
| Stand up, throw them |
| Fists in the air now |
| Hold them up |
| Hold them up |
| Hold them up |
| Fists in the air now |
| Hold them up |