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อัลบั้ม Back In The Day ... Hip Hop Classics

ศิลปิน Raekwon, Ghostface Killah, Cappadonna

04 ก.ค. 54

เนื้อเพลง Daytona 500 (Explicit)

 

Daytona 500 - Raekwon/Ghostface Killah/Cappadonna

We are the G O D's

And we came to rock

The spot

Like Ironman starks

 

They be the illest MC's

In the world today

Todu todudu ooh

Cappa raekwon and the R Z A

Woah

So listen to them clear

And put the box right near your ear

Light your blunts and down your beers

'Cause you could never f**k with wu tang killer beez

Beez

 

From where we at to my man's cell

 

From where we at

 

Say peace to cats

Who rock mack knowledge knowledgists

Street astrologists light up the mic

God knowledge this fly joints

That carried your points

Corolla motorola holder

Play it God he pack over the shoulder

Chrome tanks player like yanks

Check the franchise

Front on my guys

My enterprise splash many lives

Rapel on fakes like reflectors

He had sugar in his ear in his last crack career

We can him man handle him

If you wanna

Run in his crib o

Get ditto skate like a limo

And jet to the flyest estate relate take a break

Break down an eighth and then wait

Drop it like drake thugs they be booing and screwing

We canoeing claim they doin' the same sh*t we doin'

F**k your unit it's the same style rza trainable

Jump the turnstyle

On the alley tried to challenge God for the new vials

Especially that aluminum bat in the act

Relax lay back sell a grenade a day

It pays black

The mac 10 flex white cats like windex

Index finger be sore bustin these fly scripts

The wally kid count crazily grands with our plans

Layin with my b**ches and my mans in lex lands

We losin 'em jet to the stash and now jerusalem

Abusin' 'em rockin' his jewels like we usin' 'em

Low pro star seven thick waves rock polar

Roll with the older God build with the son and the star

All these MC's start

Realizing

That ghost got that sh*t

That'll keep you vibing

The wu is here to bring you shaolins finest

But if your shields are weak you better step behind us

Ooh

Mercury raps is roughed then God just shown like taps

Red and white wallys that match bend my baseball hat

Doin forever sh*t like pissin out the window on turnpikes

Robbin niggaz for leathers high swipin on dirt bikes

Voice be metal like von harper radio bubble

Murder sleep away camp the fly lady champ

The arsonist who burn with his pen regardless

Slaying all these earthlings and fake foreigners

In the Phillipines pick herbal beans bubbling strings

Body chemical cream we burn kerosene

The conviction of my tape is R**e wicked like nixon

Long heads inscriptions with three sixes in

Kiss the pyramid experiment with high explosive

I slapbox with Jesus lick shots at Joseph

Zoomin like binoculars the rap blacksmith

Moneys rolex with sparkles chef ragtop is spotless

I'm Iron Man no cheap cash metal I'm steel alloy

True identity hidden inside secret tabloids

Breathe oxygen both sides of my jaw carry oxes

The track hit like the bangers in hundred watt boxes

Yo jostling these cats while little J be deli ing

Sip irish moss out of widelians

 

Rhymes like retail make sure sh*t sell

From where we at to my man's cell

All these MC's start

Realizing

That ghost got that sh*t

That'll keep you vibing

The wu is here to bring you shaolin's finest

But if your skills are weak you better step behind us

Oooh cappachino

Give me the fifty thou small bills

My gold plate my slang kills

My benz spills whattup lils

Murder one dunn

Killer bee stung guess who back home son

My technique of slang camp won

Third platoon soon

Cristal bottles cages of boom probably wardrobe

The mad hatter big d**k style beware goons

Smuggle balloons Lord of dooms in fat P***y wombs

Let the God's build pull up the grill

Check out the mad skills top secret technique

Too hard for you to peep it and keep it

Jiggy style of rap and watchin knuckle slang

Sweep it out of order tape recorder

Can't record my slaughter

Spoil the rotten don is too good to be forgotten

High top notch borderline rhymes is handcocked

Ninety six my ill sound clash is still hot

 

Get yourself shot shot

 

All these MC's start

Realizing

That ghost got that sh*t

That'll keep you vibing

The wu is here to bring you shaolin's finest

But if your skills are weak you better step behind us

 

Wooooh

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