Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Sound, artist - Wise Intelligent. Album song Steady Slangin', in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.10.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Blingnot Media
Song language: English
My Sound |
«What i am afraid of is that, after he. |
Uses his knife, puts it up against my throat |
Takes my money. |
he will then take another moment |
.This is my theory to do something even worse to me |
To pay back, what my people have done to his people» |
Eh uh! |
BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRashin! |
Yaaaa man… |
Flex… |
Dey know me my projects |
Break a niggas neck kill his sound for respect |
Ya’ll know, i am the wrong nigga to fuck wit' |
God damn. |
These pirates insects who’ve come to hijack |
My shit. |
it’s |
More than a hobby I be way too live |
And you can find Mr. Wise on the New Jersey drive |
Check it |
Wanna let me flex it, cos' when i wreck it after i bless it |
If it’s butt naked i’ll sex it |
Who the hell are you to tell a fella Cinderella that |
She ain’t Sarsaparilla cos' she won’t sex you. |
niggas |
Please. |
stop clowning around, try check this un-fuck-wittable-sound |
My sound… |
Is like a mother-fucking uzi. |
why? |
Cos' can’t a mother-fucker do me |
I’m at the top of top 10 |
Vest on ma' chest cos' techs are blastin' |
I’m… |
«The wrong brotha to fuck wit'» |
And… |
«The wrong brother to fuck wit» |
Wise. |
«The wrong brother to fuck wit» |
Better bring yo'. |
Glock |
Because your top HipHops about to get shot by my bad-boy sound |
Slums splash, Sound clash, some. |
cash equals a dead MC |
Who? |
think he can stop the slaughter |
I make yo' wife a widow and marry yo' daughter |
Pure… Disrespect, before ya contest check the climate |
HOT! |
Pot of coffee sixty loaves of bread, Wise will bury you dead. |
No. body moves nobody gets hurt |
That’s how it works on bad-boy turf |
Jersey. |
MC. |
Ready |
They call me nice, they call me dready |
My sound… |
Is like a mother-fucking uzi. |
why? |
Cos' can’t a mother-fucker do me |
I’m at the top of top 10 |
Vest on ma' chest cos' techs are blastin' |
I’m… |
«The wrong brotha to fuck wit'» |
And… |
«The wrong brother to fuck wit» |
Wise. |
«The wrong brother to fuck wit» |
You. |
and all the slang you spit |
Ain’t bout' shit so i piss on it |
Flip, the script i rip this lick |
Stick it quick get juice like wick |
Thick. |
like Trenton State wall bricks |
Tight and secure like barb-wire fence |
There is. |
no way you can escape this, slackness |
It’s ill. |
the way i setup and i move in for the kill |
Such a good boy me, this |
Pro black music |
Think to get loot and build black shit |
It’s sick to diss a hip hop lick yo ass can’t trick |
It’s sick to diss a hip hop lick no bitch can trick |
Haha!, Ya man. |
watch this |
It’s a murder or sumptin !! |
My sound… |
Is like a mother-fucking uzi. |
why? |
Cos' can’t a mother-fucker do me |
I’m at the top of top 10 |
Vest on ma' chest cos' techs are blastin' |
I’m… |
«The wrong brotha to fuck wit'» |
And… |
«The wrong brother to fuck wit» |
Wise. |
«The wrong brother to fuck wit» |
Boomshot! |
How you like me now? |
hm? |
How you like me now |
Look away, ya murder or sumptin ! |