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clarke7000
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i was thinkin bout puttin a list of all the songs on the game here and then gettin the lyrics aswel, so if anyone wants to help, feel free!!!!
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clarke7000
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Here is a list of the songs that i will do
1. Army of the Pharaohs - "Gorillas" 2. Bossman - "Hand Clap" 3. Braza - "Son Do Braza" 4. Citty - "Them Ballers" 5. Damizza feat. Butch Cassidy - "In 2's" 6. Feezy 350 feat. Shauna K - "Mr. DJ" 7. Ghislain Poirier - "Mic Diplomat" 8. Gnarls Barkley - "Crazy" 9. Jurassic 5 feat. Dave Matthews - "Work It Out" 10. Lady Sovereign - "A Little Bit of Shh (Adrock Remix)" 11. Lupe Fiasco - "Kick Push 12. Dead Prez Presents M-1 - "Til We Get There" 13. Mark Ronson feat. Alex Greenwald - "Just" 14. Murs & 9th Wonder - "L.A." 15. Pigeon John - "Higher" 16. Raptile - "Neva Eva" 17. Redrama - "I Don't Know What to Tell You" 18. Rhymefest - "Some of These Days" 19. Robert Randolph & The Family Band - "Thrill of It" 20. Sergio Mendes & The Black Eyed Peas - "Mas Que Nada" 21. Talib Kweli - "Listen" 22. Ten Days Till - "Get Them Hands Hi" 23. The Coup - "My Favorite Mutiny" | |
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clarke7000
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Here is the first
Army of the Pharaohs - Gorillas [Verse 1: Crypt the Warchild] Y'all get too close, I'ma squeeze the life out of you You speak too loosely with your words, I'ma silence you You ain't a leader, dog, nobody'd die for you You ain't a killer, dog, who the *bleep* lied to you And I don't even *bleep* with y'all ballerinas Tryin' to tiptoe by me, I'ma stab your team up Tryin' to get dough by me, I'ma snatch your cream up 'Cause my squad gotta eat and y'all can't come between us Thoughts of blowin' my *bleep' head off when I look in my gun I c**k back, can't squeeze when I look at my son I stop that, can't breathe, y'all wouldn't walk in my shoes I'm antisocial, don't speak unless I talk with a tool [Verse 2: Esoteric] You can take the braggin', the boastin', add up the passion devotion The crabs that lack in emotion, we throw 'em back in the ocean The Pharaohs packin' the potion, we back in action and rappers are chokin' Actin' like the smokin' cats, their backs will get broken And '96 was the year I started talkin' with Vinnie Rockin' the city, talkin', really reppin' Boston and Philly Now you can find us, lined up with OS and QD We flow fresh, so don't test, we grotesque and beauty I profess a slow death, your plan of attack's a panic attack Still better than Bush's plan for Iraq My fam in the back, known to keep it realer than most While you fake cats cower like the Steelers coach [Chorus: Vinnie Paz] Yeah, we the realest, ain't nobody stoppin' the fam And we gorillas, walk around with glocks in our hand And we some killas, run it like the Mafia ran And you should feel us 'cause we turn your *bleep' block into sand [Verse 3: Apathy] We been bubblin' like Bazooka Joe since Boogie Down and Superho Futuristic, new simplistic, sweatin' my computer flow Army of the armed and dangerous, we stay with stainlesses Status is famous, raps translated to seven languages Rulin' rap, iron fisted, flow's fluid, rhyme is liquid Nitrogen, knife in my pocket, pull it out when s**t gets twisted Y'all lookin' for villains? Well, I'm that guy I charge junior high kids for a contact high And I could always tell y'all was on some faggot s**t Like singin' Lil' Kim's parts during Magic Stick You'll get your face rocked, nose popped, we got, heat cocked The A-dot, o-dot, t-dot, P-dot [Verse 4: Planetary] Check, yo Ever since Blood and Ashes life's slowly been changin' Catch me sweatin' every night, with my rosary, prayin' Meditatin', bathin' in blood, face full of mud So grimy, tryin' to speak to me's like takin' a drug Razor blades under the tongue, with "Ways of the Gun" Playin' in the background when I'm embracin' my sons It's like I'm huggin' Satan, though, they feel the evil inside me Nah boys, it's me, Papi, can't one emcee stop me I'm stressed, blessed with a gift, I'm still tryin' to make it Stained from separations, my brain is like a matrix I tighten up my laces, prepare for the sequel Until then, I'm gon' hustle and take care of my peoples, what! [Chorus - 2X] | |
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