Текст песни S.A.M.U.R.A.I - A-kil

Feelin so high
With no high eyes
Butcher five guys no beef im a
Samurai

Should i cut time
Should i cut crime
Give yo bitch time to be honest i
Cant decide

Cuttin off hate
Got my own creed
Let my flow breathe on the beat no
Savin these

Haters get slain
Game of thrones way
When i rotate the game roads im
Paving these
Ooo

Run a muck
One rhyme
Can make a nigga duck like its a gun fight
Niggas walkin left cause they dont run right
When it be comin to rappin rugged they tongue tied
Ooo

Wait
Wats that
Take my shirt off i can make yo girl pants wet
Drippin like a fat nigga covered in sweat
Gotta make it bout the paper gotta get dat

I stay top like my new bitch uh
Make this bank like im a new cents
Between the plaques like im a tooth pick
Take a hint u niggas clueless

Getting brain when she stupid
I make a change more than cashiers im
Blackin out cause i attack fear snakes in da grass where my rap sheers

Im makin music my bitch and im tellin u she not yo type
Tell me who really saw me when i dun had nothing and now my future lookin bright
I was slicin and dicin yo rhymes u looked me in my eyes before i endyo life

Try to put up a fight but yo damage is slight im a master at work when my mind
Like
Son of guy
Man u runnin wit rhymes wit every line
I be takin a life
A nigga be livin deep in the
Hype im well aware that im mad nice
On my grind u nag like i black wife
No mad types
Jus bad vibes from past lifes
And whack guys that wanna favor from this black guy
I wanna dissapear blown in the coldest wind i roll wit this
To flow froze like ocean rift yo flow dry like the oldest ditch i pose to spit u know this bitch
Um whats my line? Mumble rappin shit
Im not violent less u beefin wit this ink filled trident
So the evil tried
Fly high im highest skydive wit no pilot
I might get cream like abdu jabar
I wont stop cause i came so far
But fuck a title of god
Cause ion wanna lose my son to the cross so im

Feelin so high
With no high eyes
Butcher five guys no beef im a
Samurai

Should i cut time
Should i cut crime
Give yo bitch time to be honest i
Cant decide

Cuttin off hate
Got my own creed
Let my flow breathe on the beat no
Savin these

Haters get slain
Game of thrones way
When i rotate the game roads im
Paving these
Ooo

Run a muck
One rhyme
Can make a nigga duck like its a gun fight
Niggas walkin left cause they dont run right
When it be comin to rappin rugged they tongue tied
Ooo

Wait
Wats that
Take my shirt off i can make yo girl pants wet
Drippin like a fat nigga covered in sweat
Gotta make it bout the
Huh? Come on

My rhymes put gods in coffins
My style got the honeys callin
Im the one that split the ocean
Im the one that made yo notebook
Im the the son of god yall spoke of
Spoken thru the shit i wrote devoted to provoke who u look up to in the game jeez

Run a muck
One rhyme
Can make a nigga duck like its a gun fight
Niggas walkin left cause they dont run right
When it be comin to rappin rugged they tongue tied
Ooo

Wait
Wats that
Take my shirt off i can make yo girl pants wet
Drippin like a fat nigga in sweat
Gotta make it bout the what
Come oooonnnnn

Makin a scene dont unsheathe the sword
U go for da hit but your reach is poor
I sendin a shot that will breach your core
Im lookin behind cause theirs more to corps
They hesitatin while im leapin forth
Their takin a shot but i slice they bullet
They take out a knife but they arm i took it
I stab five then they start to book it
Im too nice wit the mic when i write im divine like im christ thats wooded
Uh
I cant blame em
Rise to fame
Beyond the lames
I fight like bane
Cause imma make it
Pain or painless
Make it rain
I live insane
I bring the flame
I swing through lanes
While every nigga struggle till they bout to pop a vein woah
This will make tobi maguier stop another train sheesh
U addicted to my music like my lines are laced
No breath young davinci block his air ways
Makin happin man im madder than joyner when snappin man
U niggas are whack today my flow is unknown and immaculate
U niggas are mad at me im rappin and constantly shaggin plus the
Women are happily estatic jus grabbin the half of me
Im takin a stand against any man u know they be vanishin
U poppin a xan u think u the man until u need ambulance a
Nigga be brandin shit im hot and u niggas are candle lit
U makin it blendin in with trends u be fake as a mannequin
Oo
When i be gripin my mic my busz is high ik you will get more than shocked
Fizzin up like soda pop u slow to pop
I grow alot my lyrics is heat seekin wit a scope on top
One click they out the picture like photoshop
Dont own a glock invade with strength of bears goldylox
Theres blood shed snd i forgot my smock
Suck my dick when i cant be topped

Feelin so high
With no high eyes
Butcher five guys no beef im a
Samurai

Should i cut time
Should i cut crime
Give yo bitch time to be honest i
Cant decide

Cuttin off hate
Got my own creed
Let my flow breathe on the beat no
Savin these

Haters get slain
Game of thrones way
When i rotate the game roads im
Paving

Now every morning i would skip my breakfast
My bus was early when in school man its crazy they expect us to learn these early lessons
Got my bars up u hear im hard to miss when niggas try to rap like me they get tuition like a college kid
Im not sayin u niggas doodoo
Im sayin most of u are inferior nigga who knew
U find a trend and milk it out nigga its never trumoo
I demonstrate a way to break the curse of lyric voodoo
And when i get huge temptations wants me smackin the ass of kash doll
Imagin my skinny ass wit the weight of that mass haul
One day imma plaque walls, so much its gone need a dentist no cents
If im payin bill and my bank account cant replenish
U are periodic, but my table breaks u down chemically
Honing missile lyrics u aint worthy to be my enemy my energy an entity
My friend plotted the end of me a bitch said go and enter me mistake
I wish i remedied i grew without no family my father really dead to me
My uncle dead from Hennessy my sister dont remember me
My brother in the heavens even since i was 11 all the pain jus got repetitive so wats my mental sedative
My friend became my bitch and now da bitch jus seems irrelevant
This comin from my soul u dont like these square images?
I circle round u squares i lyrically pull ligaments imminent danger for the haters that hate me winnin im
Pack in im back in rappin it fast
Pack in im back in rappin it fast
Killin the rest of a lyrical track and
Im given them hope and im bringin it back
The moment i said fuck every person that did me wrong
Is the moment where i knew i could kill em all inna songshit im a samurai