paroles de chanson 16 Bars of Death - Planet Asia
What
the
fuck?
Yeah
Yo
y'all
niggaz
get'cha
rhymes
up
I'm
sick
of
this
shit,
get
your
bars
up
niggaz
Sixteen
bars
of
death
my
niggaz
Ay
Planet,
let's
go,
c'mon
All
it
takes
is
sixteen
bars
of
death
Rain
hail
snow,
I
make
the
clouds
drip
to
get
you
wet
And
that's
a
bar
no
matter
East
to
West
Don't
get
this
rap
shit
twisted,
I'ma
star
that'll
meet
your
threats
And
we
can
bet,
'cause
if
I
go
deep
in
death
Then
it's
a
rap,
face
it,
you
could
never
beat
the
best
man
And
even
as
a
little
kid
niggaz
knew
I
had
it
in
me
'Cause
the
way
I
used
to
spit
at
the
assemblies
And
unless
you
remember
me
from
now
on
Every
time
I
spit
then
it's
a
special
delivery
My
world
is
of
ability,
women
give
neck
willingly
Niggaz
respect
me
lyrically
my,
city
is
feelin'
me
From
the
inner
to
the
optic
jewels
From
the
beginnin'
to
the
endin'
I
am
not
to
lose
I'm
not
the
fool,
spit
'til
no
bars
is
left
And
all
y'all
teams
can
feel
my
sixteen
bars
of
death
Sixteen
bars
of
death
Rap
monster
on
cassette,
never
runnin'
out
of
breath
Yes,
sixteen
bars
of
death
And
when
I
spit
I
spit
bars
'til
it
ain't
none
left
Sixteen
bars
of
death
Rap
monster
on
cassette,
never
runnin'
out
of
breath
Yes,
sixteen
bars
of
death
And
when
I
spit
I
spit
bars
'til
it
ain't
none
left
Sixteen
bars
of
death
Rap
monster
on
cassette,
never
runnin'
out
of
breath
Yes,
sixteen
bars
of
death
And
when
I
spit
I
spit
bars
'til
it
ain't
none
left
Sixteen
bars
of
death
Rap
monster
on
cassette,
never
runnin'
out
of
breath
Yes,
sixteen
bars
of
death
And
when
I
spit
I
spit
bars
'til
it
ain't
none
left
Get
your
bars
up
(Yeah)
Get
your
bars
up
(Yeah)
In
the
apartment,
the
artist
get
it
started
for
hours
Heartless,
like
the
department
of
the
water
and
power
Yeah
fuck
your
hot
showers,
and
while
you
watchin
the
fight
I
cut
your
cable
just
to
show
who
really
got
power
Now
I'm,
minutes
from
ass-kickin'
sessions
Ass
wipe,
we
tax
niggaz
like
Pacific
Gas
& Electric
Bar
spitter,
[unverified]
cigar
splitter,
tar
getters
Hard-hitter
hater
niggaz
wanna
war
with
us
But
get
your
bars
up,
'cause
niggaz
know
about
me
And
they
know
about
my
squad,
so
as
far
as
us
I
ain't
got
to
answer
the
shit,
so
if
you
see
me
in
the
club
Keep
your
mouth
closed
and
dance
with
a
bitch
'Cause
I'm
bout
to
be
the
hood
philanthropist;
get
down
or
lay
down
And
how
I
got
up
in
the
spot
wasn't
an
accident
Just
love
blood
tears
and
sweat,
and
large
respect
And
sixteen
bars
of
death,
yeah
Sixteen
bars
of
death
Rap
monster
on
cassette,
never
runnin'
out
of
breath
Yes,
sixteen
bars
of
death
And
when
I
spit
I
spit
bars
'til
it
ain't
none
left
[Unverified]
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