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SPiCYSOL - #GoodDay versuri lyrics

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Incense and iron

Follow the dead
In the dark of damnation.
Pious in head
And a demon at heart.
Sworn to the night,
An evangelist nation
Born under the sign of the dark.
 
Gather the wild
Form the horde of the brave men.
Brothers allied
Fight the storm of this curse.
Banners up high
As we rise like a legion sworn
All for the light
We inverse.
 
Combat ahead
And the night calls for heroes
Ready for fire command
Revel in red
Come and wake up to bring no remorse
Stand up as force
 
Rise over the dead
Bring us ahead
Incense and iron
Fight all of the night
Banners up high to the top of the land
Right into the red
All you can get
Incense and iron
Stand
Follow the fight
Doing the right as we come to defend
 
Hollow the damned
In the art of salvation
Fallen and banned
And the angels die first
Servant in life
And elated in Eden
Cursed
Slaves in the light from beyond
 
Bury the night in imperial hunger
Do or die
In this fortress of fear
Cannot deny
All the wonders are sacred
Burst
Under the weight of this world
 
Remedy sent
And the sky falls in treason
Torn by the liar's intent
Devil in head
Come and break out
And raise up the sword
Stand up as horde
 
Rise over the dead
Bring us ahead
Incense and iron
Fight all of the night
Banners up high to the top of the land
Right into the red
All you can get
Incense and iron
Stand
Follow the fight
Doing the right as we come to defend
 
When we all stand together
 
Rise over the dead
Bring us ahead
Incense and iron
Fight all of the night
Banners up high to the top of the land
Right into the red
All you can get
Incense and iron
Stand
Follow the fight
Doing the right as we come to defend
When we will last forever
 

Death Or Glory

Now every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world
Ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl
Love 'n hate tattooed across the knuckles of his hands
Hands that slap his kids around, 'cause they don't understand how
 
Death or glory, becomes just another story
Death or glory, becomes just another story
 
'N every gimmick hungry yob digging gold from rock 'n roll
Grabs the mic to tell us he'll die before he's sold
But I believe in this and it's been tested by research
He, who fucks nuns, will later join the church
 
Death or glory, becomes just another story
Death or glory, becomes just another story
 
Fear in the gun-sights
They say lie low
You say ok
Don't wanna play the show
Now all you're thinking
'Was it death or glory now?'
Playing the blues of kings
Sure looks better now
 
Death or glory, just another story?
Death or glory, just another story?
 
From every dingy basement, on every dingy street
Every dragging handclap over every dragging beat
It's just the beat of time, the beat that must go on
If you've been trying for years, we 'ready heard your song
 
Death or glory, becomes just another story
Death or glory, just another story?
 
We gonna march, a long way
Fight, a long time
We got to travel, over mountains
Got to travel, over seas
We gonna fight, your brother
We gonna fight, 'til you lose
We gonna raise, trouble
We gonna raise, hell
 
We gonna fight, your brother
Raise, hell
 
Death or glory, becomes just another story
Death or glory, becomes just another story
 
Death or glory, just another story?
Death or glory, becomes just another story
 

Lyrics to Go

[Hook: Q-Tip]
Lyrics to go (lyrics to go) uhh
Lyrics to go (lyrics to go) ahh yeah, c'mon
Lyrics to go (lyrics to go)
Lyrics to go (lyrics to go) yeah yeah
Lyrics to go (lyrics to go)
 
[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Goin on and on to the rhythmic variation
Wakin in the morning I still represent the nation
When I speak of nation please don't make the deviation
Rebels of the party who create the drum sensation
Mind is a pit of different information
Microphone is on so of course communication
Bogle at the party then you got the bogle-ation
Decaptatin' foes, yo, as if my name was Jason (c'mon)
Makin all the fellas at the party lose composure
Hook up the beat with the mic and it's over (original, uh!)
A Tribe Called Quest we on the run for whatever
Trials and tribulations that we have to endeavor
Brothers know my steelo it's a letter to the better
If you see a shorty that you like, then you sweat her
Silly with the microphone, in other words I'm loco
Six foot zero with my height, complexion cocoa
Representin on the mic it seems to be my daily
I can do a split and turn around like Alvin Ailey
But when it comes to days like this I got lyrics to go
 
[Hook]
(I got lyrics to go) It's like that y'all, c'mon y'all
Lyrics to go It's like that y'all, c'mon y'all
(Lyrics to go) It's like that
 
[Verse 2: Phife Dawg]
I know it's been two years but see the Tribe was never fallin
Would have tried for singin but that stuff was not my callin
The mic is in effect so you know I'm never stallin
Walkin through the door and all them suckers started haulin
Talk a lot of trash but no one can seem to beat it
Pull out your microphone and watch the Phifer make you eat it
The MC's they get jealy when the girly's on my belly
Kick a slow dance like my brother R. Kelly (bust a rhyme)
Today's a hip-hop draft will I be top-seeded? (uhh)
Worked too frickin hard while all the rest were gettin weeded
Steady kickin styles so I can reach that other level (uh)
Don't worry about gettin gassed I push the pedal to the metal
Always wanted this cause it surely beats a scramble (right)
I'm Jordan with the mic, huh, wanna gamble? (mmm)
This I dedicate to all the honeys that be bogle-in
Cause at the end of the night y'know Malik will have his Trojans
But when it comes to nights like this I got lyrics to go
 
Check it out y'all
(Lyrics to go) It's like that y'all
Lyrics to go Check it out y'all
(Lyrics to go) It's like that y'all
Lyrics to go Check it out y'all
(Lyrics to go) It's like that y'all
Lyrics to go Check it out y'all
(Lyrics to go) It's like that y'all
It's like that y'all
Check it out y'all
It's like that y'all
Check it out y'all
It's like that y'all
Check it out here we go!
 
[Verse 3: Q-Tip]
Please proceed with caution cause the lyricist is fatal
I can kick your little monkey ass like Kato (yes dread, uhh)
Formulate your rhymes like a child forms Play-Doh (right)
Calm and serene like the study was Tao
Poetry machine with correct mechanisms
Immune to disease I defeat organisms
That are waitin in my path, I overstep the critters
Give your ass the willies and your moms'll get the jitters
Quitters turn to losers, losers are forgotten
Tangling my cord with hopes that I’ll stop rockin
Never will that happen only if it is permitted (uhh)
Wait... I think somebody shitted (c'mon)
I guess that will be me cause I'm the only one MCin
I go for what I know doin a show for human beings
Always try to lead yo never will I follow
Blowin up the spot like Fred did to Rollo
And when it comes to days like this, I got lyrics to go
 
Check it out y'all
(Lyrics to go) It's like that y'all
I got lyrics to go Everybody
(I got lyrics to go) Ah c'mon now
I got lyrics to go Ah check it out y'all
(I got lyrics to go) It's like that now
I got lyrics to go Everybody
(I got lyrics to go) Ah c'mon now
I got lyrics to go Check it out y'all
(I got lyrics to go) It's like that now
I got lyrics to go C'mon y'all
(I got lyrics to go) Everybody
I got lyrics to go It's like that y'all
(I got lyrics to go) Check it out now
I got lyrics to go Ah c'mon y'all
(I got lyrics to go) Everybody
I got lyrics to go It's like that y'all
(I got lyrics to go) Check it out now
I got lyrics to go It's like that y'all
(I got lyrics to go) Every-bo-ty
I got lyrics to go It's like that y'all
(I got lyrics to go) Ah check it out now
It's like that y'all
Check it now
It's like that y'all
Check it now
It goes... uhh
 

Trei agenți

Bă, bă!
Uite un agent.
Ba ba!
Uite încă un agent.
Aaa doi agenți și-un Logan
Tirează și tu iarba aia undeva
De preferat în piept

2007... aha..
Stau la umbra plantei mele
Cu jiontu în buze
Fascinat de ce nu razi de la pârrț.. a.. scuze
De mic am avut probleme mari cu băutura
Și n-am supt de la țâță că mi se scula pula

La ușa-i garda, ascund iarba bine
Deschide fă ușa, că te caută pa tine
Alerg prin bălării, printre copii de rup asfaltu'
Alerg ca dracu să nu dau iar cu subsemnatu'
S-a întors tot cu curu-n sus, nu e normal
Să n-ai voie iarbă dar să te fuți în cur legal

Campanii antidrog pe televizor
Mai bine învățati copiii că n-are pizdă Elton John
Sunt campion la o sută de jointuri, iarbă,
Strigă burtoșii în urma mea, încep să fiarbă
Mă întorc spre ei cu iarba-n pungă
Ei se uită ca proștii, ca Mutu la Pițurcă
Cu fiola-n bot, cu buzunarele pe-afară
Mă-nghesuie 3 agenți de la a-7-a-n scară

Pun mâinele la ceafă, scot ce-am în buzunare
Numai... nu mai da cu bulanul din dotare
Sunt consumator, mă întelegi precis?
Dacă nu cumva ești muist domn' polițist (BIS)

Acest pahar cu apă, frate, pare mult prea diluat
Mi-e frică că mă înțepi la bani și nu mă iau de cap
Vrei să vezi ce pot să fac,
N-ai timp de pierdut, umflă-mi gonflabila cu spume din gât în timp ce-o fut

Dușmanii mei să câștige cât câștigă tata
Și să gândească cât copiii de bani gata
Polițiștii nu ard drogurile, dragi copii
Sunt de părere că le topesc să vă facă jucării
Moș Crăciun le-aduce ascunse-n cur, dar ce contează
Așteptați sub brad când curentează, că vă faceți varză

Fiți pe fază că într-o 100 de ani voi sta
La muzeu' de ceară să-mi fumez eternitatea,
În pula mea, poliția mă apreciază că sunt băiat și sar beat prin parbriz,nu's un căcat.
Suflu în fiolă fericit, vă dau asigurarea
Farmecul meu personal îmi poate mării încadrarea?

Pun mâinele la ceafă, scot ce-am în buzunare
Numai... nu mai da cu bulanul din dotare
Sunt consumator, mă întelegi precis?
Dacă nu cumva ești muist domn' polițist (BIS)

Te-am prins
Mamă, Garcea mă bate
Nu da, nu da, nu da
Ce-ai acolo?
Ce-am acolo?
Ce-ai acolo?
Ce-am aicea?
Ce-ai acolo?
Ce-am acolo?
Bă, droghistule (BIS)

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