Testo Tear It Off - Method Man, Redman & Missy "Misdemeanor" Elliott
Testo della canzone Tear It Off (Method Man, Redman & Missy "Misdemeanor" Elliott), tratta dall'album Blackout!
Yo man glorious
This is protected
By the Reds
And Tical
Slap it down
Way out of bound
Roll in a towel
Fo' we gun down
Yo, Flipmode, toiletbowls explode
When Doc come drop a shitload
Grip fo's, mushrooms, dick those
Deep pistol, whip hos, I bitch Os
Money, roll, I stick a zip code
Tiptoed, before Doc escape row
Thirsty, snippin' out a pig nose
My Benz too, with wings and 6-0's
My flows is North Pole cold
My hands got areas that fits snow
Doc, fixin' hos in discos
My dogs let 'em walk with ripped clothes
Shows, niggas pack six rolls
We're losin' 'em, his heart won't get pulse
Pack your bags off a ten percent doze
Lip closed, I could hum and shit cold
Yo, yo, tear the roof off
Yo, yo, tear the roof off
Back off, don't make me shoot y'all
You don't want to fuck with us
You don't
I get scanned, rip sand with this stick style
Pistol, lick ground, get off my dick now
Kick crowd, hot style, you-get-shot-style
Timid, scared to get in it, these dogs is rock rowd
Unchained, untamed, you know my name
Act strange, pack flame, it's not a game
The ill flows, that kills shows
You can feel yo, kickin' in your do', like a steel toe
For real, though
Y'all gon' learn, I spit germs
When you come shot on Big Worm, you gets burned
Punks don't get turned, they get done
And get sonned, come get some
The last victim lied in a ditch
Now who want to fuck with Hot Nick?
Niggas chew gum with they ass and pop shit
Me and Funk Doc get toxic
Up off the rightness, I'm chopsticks
Go make your Wu just imposters
Yo, yo, tear the roof off
Yo, yo, tear the roof off
Back off, don't make me shoot y'all
You don't want to fuck with us
You don't
You try to O.K. Corral with Doc and Meth Tical
Barsaloon fight without weapons out
Stretch marks like Belly on Kevin Liles
On yard to score, only second down
Hos play wifey, want to settle down
Try to lock cash, bitch, better bounce
Boyfriend jumpin', Meth shut 'em down
Pound to echo loud, 'bout seven miles
Doc, dirty Jersey, hunt 'em down
Uncut rhymes won't even fit your file
Baddest man out the bunch, pick 'em out
Drunk with a gun, miss you, hit the crowd
Snitches, someone kiss to stitch your mouth
Wilder than rhinos or liquor trous
Mrs. how Mary-Ann, dick 'em out
Ginger watch with the gun and skip a mouth
Love the ruckus and love to dish it out
Three watched MCs, start wristin' out
Get your whole camp, put on the missile foul
Pushin' 12 out, bumpin' digital
Yo, yo, tear the roof off
Yo, yo, tear the roof off
Back off, don't make me shoot y'all
You don't want to fuck with us
You don't
We just ice, men of mice, ain't nothing nice
Fuck your life, your type is too light to fight
We move right on fright night, when niggas write
We bust pipe, condos that suck tight
We all right, you all hype and war's right
In The Source, with half mic, you half liked
And half dead, blasted on glass bed
I'm passed that, eyes red, the hashhead
Burn somethin', earn somethin' and learn somethin'
Take my turn frontin'
Def Jam ain't heard nothin', yet
Suspect, ruffnecks, buck 'em down or you get busted
Never leave home without my musket
Thrust this, out for justice
Clown and caught on Judgement Day
Caught y'all proud
Take MCs to town if they start blawn
Ashes to ashes, they all fall down
Master be basket with hazardous tactics
Send my automatic full rap metal jacket
Blasted in plastic, your brain on the mattress
All you kids ass backwards and vice versa
Yo, yo, tear the roof off
Yo, yo, tear the roof off
Back off, don't make me shoot y'all
You don't want to fuck with us
You don't
Come on, yo tear the roof off
Nigga, yo, tear the roof off
Back off, don't make me shoot y'all
You don't want to fuck with us
You don't
Huh, yo, you don't want to fuck with us
You don't
Yo, you don't want to fuck with us
You don't
Credits
Writer(s): Clifford Smith, Erick S. Sermon, Reggie Noble, Jason Richard Hunter, Philippe Wynn, Linda Shider, Ronald Ford, Barbarella Bishop, Walter Morrison, William Earl Collins, Jerome Eugene Brailey, Garry Marshall Shider, George Iii Clinton, George Jr. Clinton
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