Gorillaz
Clint Eastwood (Phi Life Cypher Version)
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Текст песни Clint Eastwood (Phi Life Cypher Version)
feat. Phi Life Cypher
[Si Phili]
"Yo. Yo. Yo."
'Cause I'm this, Gorillaz from the mist lyracist and my thoughts be twisted
I spit the wickedest rhymes from a time that's never exsisted
My futuristic linquistics turn fools into statistics
I'm a lyrical misfit with the sadistic characteristics
I perform murderous acts on my tracks with a single breath
and if a boy wanna test, then I be stampin' upon his chest
Done makin' a mess - Not a man could concieve the weed I'm consumin'
and I transform from my cartoon pseudonym, turn to a human
I spit words from my mouth that be turnin' you inside out
and I tie knots in intestines just like I'm a boy scout
that's workin' 'em out - Now rearrangin' your whole skeletal structure
then I find some nine inch nails to perform some accupuncture
When I punch ya, I rupture one of your rib cage in a rage
and I turn you into a cartoon toon and erase the page
I take you back to the stone age with Barney and Fred Flinstone
Got Dino to take a machinos and then forage in a live home
[Life]
I'ma take off like a jet pack with the get back, rather step back
I'ma make the crowd react and nod they heads until they kneck snap
Life conflict rap while riding a skateboard and doin' a tic-tac
and leave your head in a spin like servin' on turn table skid mats
I'm a concrete lion, big cat - These are real talk, not big-chat
Did ya get that 'cause I ain't no small timer - I rhyme on big tracks
Now fell the vise I create - This heavyweight, I'm a rap to detanate
and demonstrate how I generate lyrics that supernaturaly levitate
[Si Phili]
"Yo. Yo. Yo."
'Cause I'm this, Gorillaz from the mist lyracist and my thoughts be twisted
I spit the wickedest rhymes from a time that's never exsisted
My futuristic linquistics turn fools into statistics
I'm a lyrical misfit with the sadistic characteristics
I perform murderous acts on my tracks with a single breath
and if a boy wanna test, then I be stampin' upon his chest
Done makin' a mess - Not a man could concieve the weed I'm consumin'
and I transform from my cartoon pseudonym, turn to a human
I spit words from my mouth that be turnin' you inside out
and I tie knots in intestines just like I'm a boy scout
that's workin' 'em out - Now rearrangin' your whole skeletal structure
then I find some nine inch nails to perform some accupuncture
When I punch ya, I rupture one of your rib cage in a rage
and I turn you into a cartoon toon and erase the page
I take you back to the stone age with Barney and Fred Flinstone
Got Dino to take a machinos and then forage in a live home
[Life]
I'ma take off like a jet pack with the get back, rather step back
I'ma make the crowd react and nod they heads until they kneck snap
Life conflict rap while riding a skateboard and doin' a tic-tac
and leave your head in a spin like servin' on turn table skid mats
I'm a concrete lion, big cat - These are real talk, not big-chat
Did ya get that 'cause I ain't no small timer - I rhyme on big tracks
Now fell the vise I create - This heavyweight, I'm a rap to detanate
and demonstrate how I generate lyrics that supernaturaly levitate
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