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Friday, April 16, 2021

Lyric: Signor by Clash

Signor

Clash

GENRE
Rap
[Intro: Clash]
(yea)
This one for all my young ones and shit

[Verse 1: Clash]
I gotta fairy inna glass jar
This my last straw
Had to detatch from the crew so i could blast off
Hittin on this glass gar' I could see the phases
Use a little spit, when you turnin on my pages
Somehow I ain't made it famous
But honestly im rich
Rich at heart rich at soul
So God givin me gifts
Break the charts break the mold
So God makin me lit
You could lead em to the water
Or a quick ass death
Yea you could make it in the jungle
They not built like dat
Makin a penguin do the hustle
Man thats two steps back
When I could make it off of singles
In dis cul-de-sac
Stackin up fresh pringles
I'm a vaccum pac
Out the window like
Loosies' and two for 10's
Out the window like
Hoochies and hopeless men!
They holla back like
"ouu" he's, goin' for 10
They was my first
Groupies and only fans
But what you got up on the dream doe'?
Freedom ain't free bro
Said if you wanna have it all
Then let it go
I'd rather have my two balls, these walls, and these clothes
Before I let a fuck nigga think he got my soul
Thats my bros
Thas on my daddy
Blood of a seminole
But neva been to miami
Imma pop up like a pimple
For my throne n my family
If its up den its stuck
Gone ahead and send da addy
Cuz' I got too much to lose but so little to gain
I told myself im done
When I got my first chain
I told myself Im done
When I got my first whip
I told myself im done
When I got my first bitch
God lookin like concieted
Slapped me, fuck it
I needed it
I just wanna' be free
They jackin' niggas for innocence
Busta wit da New Genesis
I'm tryna beat this Covid
Came a long way from South Bend
Gettin snowed in
Expose da rap game to the truth
I'm Clashy Snowden
Wachu wanna judge me cuz I used to cook potent?
Well go head
I go in
Ain't anotha rappa
Semi automatic flowin
Bet ya' bottom dolla'
Made it outa squalor
Go in
Twos for tens
Hop out da limo like
Go head twos for tens
Hop out the bus like
Go head twos for tens
I'm in this bitch like
Go head twos for tens
I'm in this bitch like go in
Twos for tens
I'm in this bitch like...
Like I just beat covid! (uh, uh)

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Tuesday, September 14, 2021

Mez - Kamaal Williams feat. Mez - One Take Freestyle lyrics

Kamaal Williams feat. Mez - One Take Freestyle

Mez

GENRE
Rap
[most lyrics taken from other genius lyrics pages, credit to them in the headers, lyrics in brackets are up for debate]
[SLSA 0:08 - 0:43]

Ooh yeah
Smooth
Yo yo
Uncle mez riding with them yeah
Some skin ting
A what me tell them?

Yeah, I got a license for kill
Permit for burial, a license for kill
Man dem a [messing with the mez, who? I]
Tell them boy you better hold it still

I got a permit for burial, a license for kill
Permit for burial, a license for kill
Man dem a [messing with the mez, who? I]
Tell them boy you better hold it still

I got a permit for burial, a license for kill
Permit for burial, a licensе for kill
Man dem a [messing with the mеz, who? I]
Tell them boy you better hold it still

I got a permit for burial, a license for kill
Permit for burial, a license for kill
Man dem a [messing with the mez, who? I]
Tell them boy you better hold it still

[READY TO SKENG 0:44 - 4:29]

And me nuh deal with no funny man joker [nuh dotz] man
I just bill my ting from left to right hand
Me have a whole heap of lyrical [vemp inuh might like]
Good inna my right hand
See a whole heap of yout who a shot dem batty for the rich man
Say me dark like me have a sun tan from an island
But it ain’t not no dublin, ireland
Wanna ask what me seh, what me seh?
Haffi do it like simon
Inna my city, have yardie, gunman, all type of lengman
And know we’re ready for war like say that we’re iron man
Back inna the day, i was sitting in the church [mouth i am man]
Boy shout loud like lion can
Put on the flame like fry up man

I’m on a skinny man ting, me nuh go to gym
Skinny man ting, me nuh go to gym
And me nuh know how the phone dem ah ring when me have a new sim
What me say?
Skinny man ting, me nuh go to gym
Skinny man ting, me nuh go to gym
And me nuh know how the phone dem ah ring when me have a new sim

Me see di prettiest ting
From way down the road, pretty and slim
Me nuh know about nyam poom poom and them type of ting
A brand new track from the dancehall king
Me nuh have [soon for] him
Me and my --- get food from the west indies
But i definitely don’t mean ashes
See the ting with the prettiest crouches
If she never did have eyelashes
Could ah never deal with any one of dem gyal
Cuh dem gyal dere move too crossis
Could ah never deal with any one of dem gyal
Cuh dem gyal dere move too crossis
And me nuh answer to no bosses
And me nuh deal with no pig, bun fire pon fed and sausage
Me ah breast man and me love milk
Why you think seh the mandem call me porridge?
From a place where
My local team is the nottingham forest
Dem man are cartoon, coming just like they’re
Wallace and Gromit, what me tell dem?

I’m in the dancehall
I’m on the stage and i’m doing karate
I specialise inna kweffing man down like slickman party
Ooh yea
Ooh yea

How can a very young man like me who's
From n-o-double-t
I-n-g-h-a-m
Be going on like a man who’s got no friend?
Feeling young, ready to skeng
Feeling young, ready to, I’m
Feeling young but I’m ready to, I'm
Feeling young but I'm ready to skeng

How can a very young man like me
From n-o-double-t
I-n-g-h-a-m
Be going on like a man who’s got no friend?
Feeling young but i’m ready to, i’m
Feeling young but i’m ready to skeng
Feeling young but i’m ready to, i’m
Feeling young but i’m ready to skeng

How can a very young man like me be
Ready for war, ufc?
Get a punch in the face and in the boaty
Punch in the chest, and in the goatee
Might go spa and get hot stones
Acupuncture’s not for me
Might go spa, get hot stones
Acupuncture is not for me
I’m in the dancehall
On the stage and i’m doing karate
Specialise inna kweffing man down like slickman party
Got my normal shoes on
I ain’t gotta wear no huarache
I ain’t gotta wear no armani
Buddas on the road wanna ask if i’m wearing versace
But you smoking, dargy
I’m in the dancehall
I’m on the stage and my tracksuit’s khaki
Specialise inna mashing up ---
Like german army
Got my durag on
Hiding a big tsunami
Had a lyrical war with a guy from
Northampton, nottingham and a guy near derby
Slewed me, sorry
I don’t know why man are getting jolly
Man wanna push me
They wanna push a man in something like one pound inna trolley
Man wanna clone me, but
I’m not a sheep or dolly
Dem man are chatting ’bout guns and strap and
Dem man are chatting ’bout strap and shotty
Not my fault that you were getting bullied in college

Feeling young ready to
Draw my ting something like 2pac inna battle
Tell man don’t get yourself in a pickle
I specialise inna lyrical war
And sucking on nipple
Very big youts on the roadside acting likkle
Told that wasteman [don't be a fra]
Cuh i'm old school like picking a porn star

Wanna know where i’m staying but i’m staying in east
Uncle mez, i’ve got the belly of the beast
Best hold onto the jesus piece
Cuh when i jump on the mic and i release
I’ve got skills on the court just like dave east
Lyrical bars might get repeat
Lyrical bars might get repeat

I heard man wanna know where i’m staying but i’m staying in east
Uncle mez, i’ve got the belly of the beast
Best hold onto the jesus piece
Cuh when i jump on the mic and i release
I’ve got skills on the court just like dave east
Lyrical bars might get repeat
Lyrical bars might

You don’t wanna see man stick it on your toes on the street
And i don’t mean fifa street, do
Wing chun when i’m on the mic, got a great technique
When i jump on mic, it’s too neat
My durag on, wanna copy my steez
My durag’s tied in a way they would say is on fleek [well]
I specialise inna lyrical war
And mashing up beats
Over the beat and the ting skeet skeet
Know a couple tings that will mash up your life
Like nicki and meek
Meeting a ting and i’m speaking spanish, not greek
Young black boy and i’m definitely known to cheat
Heard gyal chatting ’bout freak of the [yeah]
I specialise inna lyrical war
You specialise inna being a chief

[SLSA 4:30 - 5:09]

How you gonna take big man for big woman?
Some old friends tried plotting on man
But, it's alright
Know gyal that are more on than man
How you gonna take big man for big woman
I heard some old friends tried plotting on man
But, it's alright
I know gyal that are more on than man
[big man for little man]
I should've learnt wing chun
And kicked man like Jackie Chan
Uncle Mez, I'm a very smart man
I play Scrabble with my manager and gran
Don't ask me why I'm a lyrical dan
Not J Hus, I'm not Fisherman
Got big rod for big woman
I'm on a set with DJ Dan
I'm on the ends with DJ Dan, not DJ Dan
Some old friends tried plotting on man
Olders know that I'm not shotting for man
What'd you know about Mezzical man? Independent man
Can't catch me like I'm the gingerbread man

[GRANDMIXXER GO 5:09 - 5:23]

I heard you thought you was the dan you not the dan
Heard you thought you was the man you not the man
Heard you thought you was the G, you not a G
Heard you thought you was guy you not the

I heard you thought you was the dan you not the dan
Heard you thought you was the man you not the man
Heard you thought you was the G, you not a Jesus
Ooh yeah

[lyrics not found 5:24 - 5:59]

My boss took out a scripture from my bible
Told man you not the guy gotta gyle
Told man you gonna die in my trial
Man are coming like destiny child
Man are making me sit like bile
Man are chattin bout sem bidda while
Same bidda chattin bout PB while
You gonna come and clash me that's fine but
I'm calling it quits like linel
Heard you thought you were the dan
Cuh you spent 24 in bridal
Man are old and wet and while
Man are coming like only child
Man are like can I get a freestyle?
Ooh yeah

Purchase the room when I ransom
A bidda ran home
A bidda anything
A bidda purchase the room when I ransom
A bidda anything
A bidda anything
A bidda purchase the room when I ransom
A bidda anything from
Yeah

[NORMAL SHOE 6:00 - 6:38]

Classical
Medalist with kurt angle boots on
And i don’t wear no louboutin
Normal shoes on
Gyal are like “yo, where your shoe from?”
[my bidda] “uncle john john”
[and let me draw that]
Yeah

Come to the rave looking like gold medalist
With my kurt angle boots on
And i don’t wear no louboutin
Only got normal shoes on
Gyal are like “yo, where your shoe from?”
Tell a girl “uncle john john”
Flex on no one
I’m the original don

Feeling young but i’m acting slim
Feeling young but i’m acting slim
Tell man i don’t wanna go to the gym
Beat that girl with the jim jim
When i say “ruddy nora, have you seen her?”
I’m with the prettiest ting
A man are riding or flexing
Riding through with a normal shoe

[ON A LOW 6:39 - 7:31]

Yeah, guy called Curlos
I'm on the ends with a guy called Curlos
And if I phone for Jamaican Trav or Jamaican Carlos
Or Jamaican Courts, that will be a head loss
I specialise inna messing man up just like asbestos
Yeah, yeah
Ooh

I'm on the ends with a guy called Curlos
I'm on the ends with a guy called Curlos
And if I phone for Jamaican Trav or Jamaican Carlos
Or Jamaican Courts, then that will be a head loss
Specialise inna messing man up just like asbestos
It's a call of duty Reznov

If you're gonna hate don't make it bait
Do it on the low and appreciate
You little waste, can’t even lookin inna my face
You're a waste, can’t even lookin inna my face, said

If you're gonna hate don't make it bait
Could you do it on the low and appreciate
You little waste, can’t even lookin inna my face
You're a waste, can’t even lookin inna my face, said

If you're gonna hate don't make it bait
Could you do it on the low and appreciate
You little waste, can’t even lookin inna my face
You're a waste, can’t even lookin inna my face, bidda

If you're gonna hate don't make it bait
Could you do it on the low and appreciate
You little waste, lookin inna my face
Waste, lookin inna my face

[lyrics not found 7:32 - 7:44]

24 times
When i getting out a place you little waste shoulda known your place a but
You shoulda got slapped in the face inna dancehall lookin in the
Mandem what you say?
I fly ends and i show my face
See your face little waste
Lex in lex with a very big x
Definitely don't know how pum pum tastes

[ON A LOW 7:45 - 7:58]

If you're gonna hate, don't make it bait
Bidda do it on the low and hate from far
Bidda, I specialise inna writing bars
I specialise in going in hard
I specialise in
Extracting milk from the gyal dem's bra
Tell man say you're not a bad guy, Lex in Lex
You're not a bad guy, Lex Luther

[lyrics not found 7:59 - 8:09]

Thats I spy my new eye
When i can see these eyes on me
I spy my new eye
See somebody in the crew 1 ting
I spy new eye
Lets see what the future's gonna be
I spy my new eye
I spy my new eye

[KNOWLEDGE 8:10 - 9:16]

How can a very young man like me
With all this knowledge
Say that I'm not going to college?
In the dancehall holding homage
On the mic when i'm whipping up crack
Like i'm whipping up porridge
But its cuz i don't trust anybody if i be honest
I'm on a very good run like forrest

How can a very young man like me
With all this knowledge
Say that I'm not going to college?
In the dancehall holding homage
On the mic, i’m whipping up crack
[i say it's] porridge
And i do not trust anybody if i be honest
Yeah

I'm gonna [murder?] for the cash
Gonna run for the cash like i’m running for the forest
Who got the cash and who’s got the wallet?
Who's the prophecy? Who is the prophet?
Who's out here for the gash and women?
Who's out here for the money and profit?
I specialise inna lyrical war
You specialise inna talking shit
So could you stop it?
Said, if you draw the mash and pop it, pop it
Man wanna take a picture
But i don’t trust them, when i upload, i crop it
Went to the rave i was looking for a plug socket
And i was eating a locket
So, when i jump onstage
My lyrical sound very high like rocket

How can a very young man like me
With all this knowledge
Say that I'm not going to college?
In the dancehall holding homage
I'm on the mic, when i'm whipping up crack
Like it's porridge
And i do not trust anybody if i be honest
And on a very good run like forrest

[200 BAGS 9:17 - 9:29]

One sight, two sight, three sight, four
Better not catch me on the dancefloor
[told you biddy can’t hold any more
Start talking i don’t wanna spit anymore]

One sight, two sight, three sight, four
Better not catch me on the dancefloor
[told you biddy can’t hold any more]

[lyrics not found 9:30 - 10:10]

Man wanna clash with the Mezzical man
I specialise inna lyrical war
Man have never seen me before
Blow man up like he be C4
I know bruddas who are rich and poor
Them bidda dash they show me more
Bidda youts other bros who are rich with things
Cool little cars and diamond rings
Man wanna clash with the mezzical king
Though you know I've been training
I do not bring white ash to the gym
But say boy i will clash at the gym
Told man I don't wanna catch anything
Hitmonchamp if I'm anything
Brudda gotta know who's been the king
Budda better bring whos been thinking
Whos whos been thinking
Whos been reading and writing
Whos been smoking and drinking
Whos been talking on cuh something
Man wanna clash with the Nottingham king
Man wanna clash me it's not a thing
Lex luther with a capital L
Who got the bus like B sight 4

[TEN TOES 10:11 - 10:41]

Lex Luther with a capital X
Thats a Lex Luther with a capital X
Fight for the power like Malcolm X
Roll with the dogs like DMX

That's a Lex Luther with a capital X
Lex Luther with a capital X
Fight for the power like Malcolm
I fight for the power like Malcolm X

Ex, ex
Capital X
Lex Luther with a capital X
Fight for the power like Malcolm
I roll with the dogs like DMX

Lex Luther with a capital X
Lex Luther with a capital X
Fight for the power like Malcolm
I fight for the power like Malcolm X

Ouch

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Saturday, April 24, 2021

MAIR - レディメイド lyrics

レディメイド

MAIR

GENRE
Pop
[MaiR「レディメイド」歌詞]

ロンリー...寄る辺ない侘しさに
頬杖ついてるようじゃ変わらないわかってんだよ
メイビー...ありふれたモブなんだって認めてないならいっそ腐るまで叫んで

異端傾(かぶ)けば?赤裸々に
本音ばかりじゃ生きられない
路肩に寝転ぶ人生が
きっとお似合いだなぁ
大人になれば溶け込んで金と愛情で踊るのさ

1.2.3で弾け飛んだ
固定観念バットで打って
どうだい?どうだい?
楽ならまっいっか

レディメイドの琴線に
歪みかけてノイズ混じり
後悔?後悔?
やめて黙っていろ
舌に乗った苦い感情ばかりが発火して

ダーティー...言葉飲み込めばほら
いい子になるわよなんて顔色窺ってんだよ
ベイビー...歪み出すラブなんだって
オーダーメイドのブランド身につけ威張って

舌を鳴らせばゲス張りと不適合者は魔女狩りさ
鼻高々にヒーローぶってきっと楽なんだなあ
社会の外は何処ですか?金も愛情もクソくらえ

1.2.3で砕け飛んだ
既成概念真っ赤に塗って
脳内!脳内!
混ぜて笑っていろ

レディメイドの延命に
ゲイトかけてノイズはじき
問題!問題!
解かず歌っていろ
塞ぎ込んだ黒い感情ばかりが発火して

ね?ほらまた始まった 比較ばかりで飽きたんだ
大人にだけはなりたくなんかない
ああ...天邪鬼なの
ほっといて私?あたし!気付いたの

1.2.3で弾け飛んだ
固定観念バットで打って
どうだい?どうだい?
楽ならまっいっか

レディメイドの琴線に
歪みかけてノイズ混じり
後悔?後悔?
やめて黙っていろ

1.2.3で砕け飛んだ
既成概念真っ赤に塗って
脳内!脳内!
本当は泣いていた

レディメイドの延命に
ゲイトかけてノイズはじき
問題!問題!
解かず歌っていろ
舌に乗った苦い感情ばかりが発火して

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Sunday, April 18, 2021

Lyric: DUMA by Mobtrap

DUMA

Mobtrap

GENRE
Rap
[Intro]
(MAAAAI)
(foreign, foreign, foreign...)
(da bravo ma)
(vrea fum da' ii duma)
(Coolix, Imma make a hit with this bitch!)

[Chorus]

Vrea smoke da' ii duma
Rambo te face leguma
Choppa te lasa gaurit
Strada Padurii, my street
Vrea smoke da' ii duma
Vrea smoke da' ii duma
Apar ai mei ca o taifuna (ca o taifuna)
Benzina, vid, da' sa nu puta
Banii sa curga
Te sar si fara cagula
Vrea smoke da' ii duma
Rambo te face leguma
Choppa te lasa gaurit (gaurit)
Am pus tot hoodu' pe beat
Strada Padurii, my street
Vrea smoke da' ii duma

[Verse 1]
Japca, fumez si fac cash (yee)
Numa' din japca traiesc (yee)
Asa-i in Zorilor, patesti
Am fost si eu sarit, nu crezi?
Ori te manc ori tu pe ei
Ching pentru 50 de lei
Am muncit, da' chiar n-am vrut
Nici cand stomacu' canta
Ori dau japca, ori invart
Ori dau xan, ori mai dau v
Ca sa fac si eu un ban
Tracksu'{?], chain si un baban
In buzunar un romergan (ha)
Am o suta in ghiozdan
Acasa, 30 in borcan
Stii ca eu sunt Polo

[Chorus]
Vrеa smoke da' ii duma (ha)
Rambo te lasa leguma
Apar ai mеi ca o taifuna (ca o taifuna)
Vrea smoke da' ii duma

Rambo te face leguma
Choppa te lasa gaurit
Am pus tot hoodu' pe beat
Strada Padurii, my street
Vrea smoke da' ii duma
Vrea smoke da' ii duma
Rambo te face leguma
Choppa te lasa gaurit
Am pus tot hoodu' pe beat
Strada Padurii, my street
Vrea smoke da' ii duma
Vrea smoke da' ii duma
Apar ai mei ca o taifuna (ca o taifuna)
Benzina, vid, da' sa nu puta
Banii sa curga
Te sar si fara cagula

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