Текст песни Slaughtering Cyphers - Satin Suede

Slaughtering cyphers I be, Slaughtering cyphers I be
Slaughtering cyphers I be cyphering the slaughter (I be)
Slaughtering cyphers I be, Slaughtering cyphers I be
Slaughtering cyphers I be cyphering the slaughter (I be)
Slaughtering cyphers I be, Slaughtering cyphers I be
Slaughtering cyphers I be cyphering the slaughter (I be)
Slaughtering cyphers I be, Slaughtering cyphers I be
Slaughtering cyphers I be cyphering the slaughter (I be)

Who dem want fi test di I? Cock back me lyrics and say boom bye bye me say
Kill contemporaries for free, and me want fi gwan pon a MC killing spree
Who dem want fi test di I? Cock back me lyrics and say boom bye bye me say
Kill contemporaries for free, and me want fi gwan pon a MC killing spree

Rhyming like I'm blasting, Lyrical assassin
Not to sound cocky but to me it's really nothing
Just like my girl imam keep these rhymes coming
With a natural flow even your baby mama know so
Como estas mami, that culo is loco
Swim in the pussy til I find the spot like its Nemo
Here we go; your boy got no equal
I put on the typa show that make you think about the sequel
None of my dawgs beagles, pit bulls, rottweilers
Talking about a bunch of future high profilers
Synonymous with greatness on my campus, Ask about the status
Discuss the kid you better mind your fucking manners
Feeling like I'm Chris Paul throwing all these bangers
But believe me I'm a champion I hung a couple banners
Some scared yellow cowards, some still sleeping on
Some in both categories they bananas in pajamas
Nigga yous a savage, pussy I disparage
Dismantle destroy and discombobulate it backwards
Smoking on a backwood stuffed with the good cabbage
While your baby's riding with me I might as well get a carriage
Your tactics are wack Suede hit em with the swiftness
I'll give you what you want girl add it to your wish list
Commend us as the realest, my niggas go getters
Bow down to your highness I'm Lebron yous a witness
One shot and imam take off like its Preakness
Shinning you gone probably need some shades just to see this
Rhyming so cold I got the haters grabbing heaters
You out of bounds niggas gone need some visas just to see us
Mi she, bloodclot Suede, you a preacher fi di youth
They gone write books about what I'm saying in the booth
Bitch I'm the truth salute your superior
100% pure like I'm fresh out Colombia
Lyrical Evel Knievel don't make me stunt on yah
Challenging me is bad for your health Mr. Coroner
Man I'm warning yah, find out what I'm about
The last nigga stepped into my ring and never made it out
Two shot had him blacking out like the stout
Ain't even make it through the first round of the bout
Nigga lets be out I got no competition
These fakes tried to multiply lets put em in remission
This the remix edition, move too quick for them to pay attention
Pay me in full fuck your current financial situation
Got a little Asian that keep my hibachi blazing
Say she love me long time cuz I'm yin-yang amazing
We a gwan keep it blazing, light up di fyah
Tell them we a burn it up since day of Jerimiah
No matter how much you toke this grade a get you higher
Imma keep climbing that ladder til I'm higher than messiahs
Breaker breaker 10-4, tell me who's the liver
Twisted from the head down too many screwdrivers
Orange juice and vodka's the concoction from the doctor
Couple doses give that ass the spins like a helicopter
Hotter than an oven I cook better than Betty Crocker
They in denial like a midget tryna shoot over Ibaka
Serge through your body with my voice like Mufassa
I'm really Scar hearted but got potential like Simba
Dominate everything, King of the Jungle
Pop the question Bubble why the fuck would I be humble
Thought I was authentic but I guess I got adouble
Niggas tryna be me but they ain't ready for that trouble
On the Low I keep a couple. Sometimes that ways better
Slippery than a motherfucker. Smoother than the other side of leather
Suede

Who dem want fi test di I? Cock back me lyrics and say boom bye bye me say
Kill contemporaries for free, and me want fi gwan pon a MC killing spree
Who dem want fi test di I? Cock back me lyrics and say boom bye bye me say
Kill contemporaries for free, and me want fi gwan pon a MC killing spree