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アーティスト:The Lady Of Rage  アルバム:Necessary Roughness 

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(Verse 1) On your mark set flows, fluid like that H2O I'm hittin' wit' the force of a gale wind blow Windows can't stop the pain, can't stop the rain On your parade march on cause it's the Rage The baddest with the phattest lyrical apparatus Boost my status in cahoots wit' +Gladys Knight+ is fallin, from mics MC's are crawlin' Cause they afraid to get down with my lyrical braw-lin' Skills sho 'nuff, that's the rizzeal (real) Brothas on my tit fo' the way I hold a piece of steel So what you sayin', speak it Didn't think a wisdom body had techniques for freakin' So go ahead and keep sleepin' Because nuthin' comes to sleepers but a dream And I'm your worst nightmare with puffs in my hair, you stare At the big bo-ty (booty) Style kinda choppy Fill you up like Sloppy Joes, when I flows (Hook) (Daz) And you know it goes like that (mhmm) Who can do it better than this big chick in rap (oh yeah, oh yeah) Breaks it all down like that (mhmm) One hard act to follow and a tough nut to crack (oh yeah, oh yeah) (Repeat 1x) (Verse 2) Now if your name was +Midler+ I +Bette+ you couldn't get wit' this riddler You could cross your heart and still couldn't detain this full figure It takes more than gridles to hold back my phatness You got more hurdles to jump so go back practice You must have forgotten I could give it to you like God gave his only begotten Son, you wanna run up on this and get chaught up in the twist like Bambu


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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