Cancion : Pass The Jinn Artista : House Of Pain Album : Truth Crushed To Earth Shall Rise Again Url : https://www.letras10.co/letra-pass-the-jinn-de-house-of-pain Cockni O'Dire Aight aight aight woah woah yo Thissa war yuh hear now nar what i'm saying? This a O, O and in the middle of the O is a T And in that T is a serial shit there (lay the fuck down) haha Rock on Real bumbaclot Ragga bloodclot muffin in this bass sound So-ah so ah Dip dip dive so so-a liver Carry ya ice creams, son run ya money and ya liver Front never, blood brother or ya space terror A river incase you get it straight Before me have em shook, who seh I never fuck wit' Cockni don't rev who i never judge quick This lyric straight up outta auto with nastiness You best confess without trying press some business Ya mother or ya ass Wrote ya broke come vote pop joke While i pop chunk i pull back the lever and FIRE EVERLAST: Watch out, bust the style I be kickin' I play the gig role and bite your head off like a chicken I'm the lord of the rings like Bilbo Baggins Return of my dragon, pants be saggin' Science be droppin', thoughts be buildin' My instinct's primal, tappin' your spinal I'll smack Mike and Janet for the whole freakin' planet Don't take me for granted, cause my eyes be slanted From the phat back of blade, I must consume Cause my soul's on the verge of impending doom So make room, for the crew with kegs of brew Doin' what we do, so what's the matter with you? DIVINE STYLER: Now the west can be wild And the south can keep it hot The north will be the spot for the criminals and whatnot But the east coast sets the most irate styles The east coast sunning all bitch profiles Yo relax that shit, i murder abstract myth My mathematics be the fifth, power refines gifts All been born to the divine stylists My killa rhyme klik tastes mics with ruckus n riffs I keep the swine clicks as they defy with the bodies i lift (enough) Cockni O'Dire Nuffadissnuffadatandnuffadat Who better not (??) You have to tek it back We keepin puffin' an puffin claat (??) Clickclik, ya hear that? that's ya raas on the spot BOOYACKA, BLATA-KA fucker run faster than that (??) Kill man kill, no deeper than box Don't get me ignorant, I cautious dreadlocks If yuh no live like one blood, you are gon' dead in one box EVERLAST: I bow my head to the east five times a day I put my face in the dirt every time I pray To disrupt the jinn in me, cause the sin in me's Tryin' to take over and make my soul crossover I'm steady rollin' with my head fucked up Cause my system pumps loud, everybody's on my nuts And everybody wants to know who lives the phattest The black 850 representin' my status Plus, I got the baddest, house on the hill (shit!) My bank account's full, but my soul's empty still Divine Styler Who want get burst from earth to hearst to dust? My motley crew will move them more straight now fix on plush Honeys blush WHAT, my mechanism ray-beam Steam Novocaine, supreme Novocaine Numb niggas get the shivers when i snap the vein I sniff styles over mirror and blows my membrane, uh (??) the case i glaze and i froze on A b-boy stance, i'm getting my rose on Blitz unsurpassable and getting my doze on Hallucinating bitches and they ripping my clothes off (BIG UP!) Cockni O'Dire COCKNI'S GOT WICKED RHYMES! So, no never in my crowd will hear a loud boo-ah Prouder than bitches that run like a whoo-ah Straight from the womb, not from the sewer No disrespect, money ya come correct In a bitty, he'll probably make a mother out a sistah Hear that i cursed and dissed her Baby be calm Baby don't cry Hope the kid had a mommy so they stay fly Everlast I said take me from your House of Pain See my style's maintained, cause my membrane's sane So put down your juice, pass your jinn Push up on a skin, I begin to win There ain't, no need to worry about where I've been If I pass my jinn I begin to win I say, put down your juice, pass the jinn Push up on a skin I begin to win There ain't, no need to worry 'bout where I've been If I pass my jinn I begin to win Divine Styler Style expansion, ill drills from my mansion Destroy ass emcees, thats glancing and sizing My mental thru my pencil Be making biting exciting Test my novacaine writings and sketch my auras They be wet like the ocean They get cut off my crows Frontin invading my motion Suckers blowing me like hoes Because they on my balls But i kick the livest saliva When i got the mic control Divine style, the hold up Shit like its a stick up Nobody gettin up from my lickin up Niggas is kickin up You wind up vic'd up From slipping my mission Is all in ya ass you young motherfuckers respect my past So who on next, uh, come represent this session Tryna manifest my true circumference weapon.. ========================== Letra descargada de Letras10.co ==========================