Тексты песен «Genius»

I: Noapte, frig, in orasul asta, frate, nu e mai nimic Cand treci pe strada ai ochii in patru parti, ai inima inghetata Masini, lumini, politie in strada, nimeni nu te baga-n seama Cand vii in orasul in care lumea nu...

* this exception is permitted due to actual rap lyrics in the Outro [La the Darkman] Yeah, killa, The GZA, La Live, yeah, what yo My clan is like USA the way we conquer Lay back, grow more chocolate than Willy Wonka...

featuring Prince Rakeem * - this song replaces "Come Do Me" on the Cold Chillin re-release No stems no seeds that you don't need Acupulco Gold is *inhales* *deep voice* BAD ASS WEED Intro: Genius, Rakeem Yo...

When I hold a mic in my hand, it's devotion Then I began flowing in a smooth steady motion Cause I'mcontended to know that I've invented Poetry which has been highly complimented Thus how I rhyme is what I feel on...

[Genius/GZA] Who be first to catch this Beat Down? My RapPages be The Source Ego Trip remain victory, and no loss Rap Sheet show you Details of wars in streets Where the most live, catch Vibe and Blaze heat Double XL...

[Intro: Armel] Uh-huh, GZA, uh, RZA, uh [Armel] Listen, if ya'll can spit, we can spit, please get it together Cuz anything you can do, I can do better Your imagine material looks, hotter behind looks Raise the fear,...

Scoala, scoala, fara rost III: Distractia, distractia Este in toi Veniti, veniti cu noi Distractia, distractia Este in toi Veniti, veniti cu noi IV: 12 ani pana la bac Carte-n-tr-una, nu mai tac Profi,...

Intro: Method Man/Johnny Blaze [special technique] Fuck that [special technique of shadowboxing] God damn (The GZA, god damn!) (The GZA, god damn!) Pledge allegiance to the hip-hop! (Method, god damn!) I pledge...

[Intro: Ghostface Killah] Yeah, six o'clock in the morning That's right, you gotta get your darts right Spray ya'll niggas on some marksman shit] [Ghostface Killah] I got ready to graze Took my hat off and the crowd...

[GZA] Designer and most of man stands the front-end loader hold enough weight that'll compensate the share-holders Powerful motor controls are mad stable No room for error, injury proves fatal Hundred ton air-jack,...

[GZA] Throw down ya mic son, ya gauge is empty Plus the wack shit in the game might tempt me Quickly drop non-stop rec shot What I took on the road on the lap and desktop A mixture from up-tempo to slow grooves...

Yo, check this shit out Hangin out in bars can become no joke When you start to drinkin gin rum bacardi and coke Or Martini and Rossi, Asti Spumante Even forties being shared throughout the posse Jukebox is...

I see youngsters little teenagers Walking around with beepers and pagers And who's beeping them? Oh it's the boss Making sure no one is taking a loss On his multi-thousand dollar operation But how does he thank...

[method man] Uh, and it goes like this Uh uh uh uh, it goes like that Now let me tell you who I am Up early in the morning, dressed in black Who dat? *echoes* [genius/gza] Yo yo Marvel this theatrical, drama on stage...

[Method Man] Uh, and it goes like this Uh uh uh uh, it goes like that Now let me tell you who I am Up early in the morning, dressed in black Who dat? *echoes* [Genius/GZA] Yo yo Marvel this theatrical, drama on stage...

I hopped on the train and cold clocked a chick Who looked good as hell but she appeared to be sick I would say she had to look as if she swallowed a worm Then again she could've swallowed several ounces of sperm...

Yo, I gotcha back but you best to watch your front 'Cause it's the niggaz that front, they be pullin' stunts I gotcha back but you best to watch your front 'Cause it's the niggaz who front, they be pullin' stunts I was...

Nu Numar orele si minutele de cand nu te-am vazut Trec si zilele, trec si noptile, dar nu pot sa te uit. Refren(x3): Te astept, te astept sa vii Lacrimile nu le pot opri. Te astept, te astept orice-ar fi Doar pe tine...

What I'm about to flow on is so dope The average hip hop fiend couldn't cope Or explain my style because it's hard to define So the fiend scratch and think and nod to the rhyme That I lay down in a straight narrow...

Those were the days, back in Junior High For an 8th grader, my style was kinda fly And just to prove I was an MC Pro I often sponsored a classroom show And the hype part of my imagination Was making my homeroom a...