Testo The List - Rukus
Testo della canzone The List (Rukus), tratta dall'album Lucy's Volume 1
Oh boy
You hear that say
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They no wan put me on list
Ruckus
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I feel reminisce so this is not a diss
I'ma move from number ten to number nine on this list
Nato wouldn't be gifted if all of the clouds shifted
And a thousand presents dropped from the sky on the eve of Christmas
Landed under his tree while he ate at the dinner table
Where you rank when Young 6ix is the best rapper on your label?
It's time for honesty, honestly all these MCs are comedy
I am sick, I am vomiting
I don't spit, I am bombing 'em
I like Vector but he know he not the dopest
But he say that he the dopest so he 'bout to get my focus
You sound like Jay-Z, you stole his bravado
He collabed with Mavado, you collabed with Mavado
He dated an R&B chick, you dated one too
But a little less booty and a lot less boobs
No shots unless they back shots announcing that I'm coming
Every lyric like I'm gunning, I'm watching these niggas running
Ice Prince, yeah yeah you that function guy, eh?
Why the hell are your punches dry, eh?
I am transforming while you are underperforming
You don't believe in no bars, I swear this nigga is Mormon
Swear I've been sitting dormant
Performance asking my whereabouts
Where is Ruckus nigga? Hurry up, he 'bout to air us out
Nah, SDC, I like their flow
I like Ghost, I like Tech and I like Poe
Senzu a Senzu, beef I already been through
Still got a grenade, I'm still holding the pen too
Who Illuminati accumulate all the bodies
Of any MC that cross me because I think it's ungodly
Amen, I hate 'em all, I ate 'em all
LD created 'em all but I'm a monster 'bout to make the greatest fall
So Mr. Chairman take a seat, watch a hungry nigga eat
Swallow the beat like it was meat and then spit the bones on your feet
I took the throne from the weak
Peasants watch your tone when you speak
Don't answer phones through the week
Nigga I am off the hook
So many claiming the greatest, I hate it when it's debated
Only know one legend, just check the vid for we made
The truth is that they all faded
I waited while they paraded
I stated when I invaded I'm lyrically innovative
But all of you celebrated all these has-beens that's grasping
Elevate above 'em, they are gasping, you ask 'em
Lies in their head like they just got permed
My flow's confirmed, been nice since I squirmed as a sperm
Been sick ever since the genesis, since God made a germ
I spit the flame up on the mountain, made the bush start to burn
And that's word to Moses, I spoke to God when I wrote this
I asked him how nice my flow is, he told me I was the dopest
He said that I was arrogant, I'm trying to tone it down
I had a dream I battled Jesus, I thought I won a round
Lord knows I've been underground and it's been hell
I never fail, I've gotten bigger, dudes I always excel
While they turning up, I'm turning up the thermostat
This is hotter than the coffee in your brand new thermos rap
Yes I am earning cash, yes I am burning tracks
While all these dudes just learning rap
I heard 'em but I turned 'em back
Heard 'em, this is murder rap like murder murder murder
Too many babies in the game, put 'em under the comforter
Under the duvet, it's like thunder's my new name
If anybody is asking it's Ruckus that's who slayed
I'm leaving 'em souffléed on my Michael Bublé
New dawn, new day, wanna talk? You'll pay
Some people ask for the chorus, I think I must deliver
Ruckus is better than all of you niggas
Back to this list, rap circles around you Urkles
Never let the beat breathe, I choke it until it's purple
Choke it until it's blue, I choke it until it's through
I choke it until it's lifeless, I choke it like it was you
I'm choking you niggas too, respond I'm hoping you do
I finally feel DeVito, I'm better than all of you
No joke, it's not funny, you can't even see me laugh
I saw the list and worthy mentions, Banky's better than the half
I am better than them all, God want better than all
Boogie's better than all, all of you niggas fall
Rap heads don't buy it, all the media bias
Post this on your next blog and watch the internet go quiet
It's Ruck
Yeah
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Writer(s): Kingsley Okafor
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