paroles de chanson Midwest Choppers - D-Loc , Dalima , Tech N9ne

Welcome to misery, punk
We deep rooted in this, yerm sayin'?
KCMO
KCK
Yerm sayin'?
That's how we do it!
Tech N9ne in this piece
Strange Music represent, what!?

Welcome to misery, where the killers pop it up
Whenever I say it and deal it at the turn of the gun
We can do it if anybody want it
Where the rapper niggas will call up and tell everyone
Misery loves company, so we done with thee
Enemy where he be energy sendin' me the route
My negativity trippin wit me you runnin for your life
'Cause you ran your mouth

We can sang or we can bang
It ain't no game we untamed
Whether it's fame or we can aim
Release your brains, it ain't no thang (Midwest Choppers)
Yerm sayin', we livin' in pain
And it's a shame that you came and got drained
And listen, man, stay in your lane (Midwest Choppers)
We can sang or we can bang
It ain't no game we untamed
Whether it's fame or we can aim
Release your brains, it ain't no thang (Midwest Choppers)
Yerm sayin', we livin' in pain
And it's a shame that you came and got drained
And listen, man, stay in your lane (Midwest Choppers)

Find a witness to murderer's monologue of a menace
Coming from out of a sinister formidable place
I can let you know the ins and the outs
And I can spit it wicked
Twisted and you can see by the look on my face
Give me the mic and Imma mangle it, tangle it
Definitely the people see that I got the hang of it
Pigs, you gotta try to make a mockery of a city
Who pock 'em and' block 'em pocket you, baby, we dangerous
Came to get strange wit' it, bang wit' it
Stop and get a little untamed wit' it
Get the chopper like a fully ya' bully wit' a hoodie
Should I get up an' take him out or spit game wit' him?
Well, the answer is right before your eyes, who do you despise?
Killers who chop you, we got to stop you, pop you, partner and you cussin'
Get up out of the way when Tecca N9na be bustin'
Gotta give it up, I'mma veteran like Edison
I'mma light 'em up and get in your head again
I'm better than ever
Never let 'em feather an ever be fed us in
Severin' hit the mic and then we peddlin' medicine
I'mma chopper, chopper, chopper
Automatic kickin' the ammunition
Killin' the competition know It aint nobody hotter, hotter, hotter
Damaging everything and everybody
You know we on a mission, listen to me
How can I make you understand? I'm a general
Even if you poppin' the competition is minimal
Can't see the killers and you can bet that we criminal
The demon inside of me keep on tellin' me when to go
So Imma keep reppin' the Midwest Choppers freakin' flows
And I'm about to be on top of this and truly be bustin'
Beggin' for mercy you punk, I ain't givin' you nothing

We can sang or we can bang
It ain't no game we untamed
Whether it's fame or we can aim
Release your brains, it ain't no thang (Midwest Choppers)
Yerm sayin', we livin' in pain
And it's a shame that you came and got drained
And listen, man, stay in your lane (Midwest Choppers)
We can sang or we can bang
It ain't no game we untamed
Whether it's fame or we can aim
Release your brains, it ain't no thang (Midwest Choppers)
Yerm sayin', we livin' in pain
And it's a shame that you came and got drained
And listen, man, stay in your lane (Midwest Choppers)

Lyrically, we be the best in the Midwest, and we caked up
I ain't talkin' about women, I'm talkin' about paper
D-Loc and Dalima enter the center
And get coded and when in the competition, we for sure to kill 'em
I spit like a fully and ready made, through any type of weather
With the Beretta tucked right under my sweater
And we hotter than lava
The way that my gillas be keepin' it poppin'
Partner you tight, but my gillas are better
We keep it choppin' like a blender, eatin' boys up for dinner
Guillotines, we chop your heads off, and throw 'em out the window
We too critical, we ill and you walking away looking so pitiful
The AGT we be the number one contenders
(When it come to the street, we still post on the block)
.40 cal on my lap and my middle finger up to the cops
On the way to the studio to go and make another hot track
They be lovin' the way that we spit it when we drop
They call me D-Locsta the Vulture, the definition of a soldier
My opposition is more culture than Rocha
I spit like a Tommy, and anybody in my way I'ma fold 'em
And me and my gilla gorillas want it 'cause we the coldest boys
Be tryin' to battle 'cause they want our position
But they can never get in it because we better and bigger
And like I told you we the number one competitors dealin'
Workin' their way up to the top and they won't stop til they get the millions
In a whole 'nother century the D-Loc and Dalima
Chemistry, you can never cross with them
Igganas idah the ebe ossinbay the yricala
Iggertra eavela otherma uckerfay's lost
You can try to read us, you can try to beat us
Try to get your speed up, but it ain't gon' matter
'Cause after we get finished bustin' there ain't gon' be no laughter
We takin' over the map with Tecca Nina the master (master)

We can sang or we can bang
It ain't no game we untamed
Whether it's fame or we can aim
Release your brains, it ain't no thang (Midwest Choppers)
Yerm sayin', we livin' in pain
And it's a shame that you came and got drained
And listen, man, stay in your lane (Midwest Choppers)
We can sang or we can bang
It ain't no game we untamed
Whether it's fame or we can aim
Release your brains, it ain't no thang (Midwest Choppers)
Yerm sayin', we livin' in pain
And it's a shame that you came and got drained
And listen, man, stay in your lane (Midwest Choppers)

When I'm off in a zone, I get to representing the city of the K
Hollow your brain, 'cause I'm a disaster
Dalima get ridiculous if I'm comin' at you
Leave 'em in a predicament, 'cause I'm a style master
And I'm not impressionable, now just so you know
I make 'em sweat, 'cause I'm the best with the flow
Whenever you wanna flex we can go, keep stressin' your cold
And I bet I leave your neck on the floor
Midwest finna blow like (C4 with a low strike)
'Cause the energy is the bomb
I can tell that you're fascinated by the way that we rhyme
And we glow like when the four strike with the fire
(It ain't nothin' you can say though)
'Cause I'm sippin' on Henny and bustin' like a semi on enemies now
Irritated with the haters that be coming around
So I'm kickin' like a relevant, but an arrogant style
Meaning that I'm really sure so
I'm too sick for a cure, so
Ain't a need for a doctor
My verbal word play be making your nerves shake, 'cause I caught you
Pants down when I popped you
Now let's take a trip through the valley of real gill
Strange individuals with a militant ill skill
Pop a collar and holler at the broads with real skrill
Get down for the cause, cause we flossin' big wheels (what up with it?)
Don't be acting like you get tough with it
When the choppers come out the truck spitting
All of the Strange gill killas gon' be devoted to leavin' your body smokin'
When really, you can't get up with us
(And that's game, that's proper)
'Cause whenever I'm bustin', it's like a full heart stopper
Dalima, Tecca N9na, Kaliko, and D-Loc
Rippin' 'em up with the flow 'cause we're Midwest Choppers! (choppers!)

We can sang or we can bang
It ain't no game we untamed
Whether it's fame or we can aim
Release your brains, it ain't no thang (Midwest Choppers)
Yerm sayin', we livin' in pain
And it's a shame that you came and got drained
And listen, man, stay in your lane (Midwest Choppers)
We can sang or we can bang
It ain't no game we untamed
Whether it's fame or we can aim
Release your brains, it ain't no thang (Midwest Choppers)
Yerm sayin', we livin' in pain
And it's a shame that you came and got drained (Hey Tech, watch this!)
And listen, man, stay in your lane (Midwest Choppers)

Kali Baby, you better act right, get right
'Cause I'm the baddest nigga hookin' up with the fastest badass
That'll hit you with the lyrical, lyrical miracle whip, incredible
'Bout to knock the head off of several
Diggy-diggy down, watch 'em figgy frown at the c-c-clown
Them hounds is bound for your town, diggy-diggy-diggy
And if you lookin' for the sound
It can be found by the nigga wearin' the crown
Are you really with me?
And when you hear it, nigga, then zip it
The exhibit make you wanna reposition your pivot
When we write it and spit it, we makin' somebody get it
And if they won't hear it and deal it, but forget it to get it (stop!)
Or I can keep babblin' on
Or rattlin' off at the mouth while we travelin'
And I'll be thinkin' it all be speakin' about the things that I be doin'
A couple scooping up out my mouth this album 'bout to ruin
You and you and you
And I can stop with the drop of the Caribou
And if it's on and poppin', it's due with you and you
And I won't hesitate to chop you when chewin' you
Uh-huh, while they doin' you
And if you lookin' for the better in the veterans who can bust
You got the Kali gun for fun
And if you throw, we bustin' back at you when you attack
I'm on the track, I hope they puttin' down the gun
(Dalima's a chopper) chopper!
(D-Loc a chopper, that Tecca N9na's a chopper)
The Kaliko will knock your block off
You never see it coming, hit you when we were gunning
You running we walk off (we walk off)
'Cause it's more than bread that we're wanting (we wanting)
And we comin' headhunting
No, we won't stop 'til we get to the top
You in the way, then we midwest chop ya (chop ya)

Strange Music, bitch
Seven years of excellence
T-O-G, and N-9-N-E, real numbers, bitch
Now from us to you
Tech N9ne Collabos
Welcome to Misery Loves Kompany
And for all the haters
Fuckin' peasants
Soo-woo, motherfucker
Figure it out