《Thug Lord》是Yukmouth演唱的歌曲，由Ellis、Vest作曲，收錄在《Thug Lord: The New Testament》。
基本介紹
- 外文名：Thug Lord
- 所屬專輯：Thug Lord: The New Testament
- 歌曲原唱：Yukmouth
- 譜曲：Ellis、Vest
歌曲歌詞
Thug
Lords Holdin' the chopper in the sky, ****** (Bust Yours)
All my ******z, they down to ride for the (Thug Lords)
****** that cross me, his ass gon die, my ****** (Bust Yours)
Them ******z (Want War)
I'm glad you said it, now you old ass rappers gon get it
Been in the business twenty seconds, held down eleven
J., you better tell these ****** peasants, you wet me, you get wetted
Even your ****** ______, get detted
Fake ass synthetic, poetic emcees get shredded
Styles pathetic,
I move to
Texas, take all your letice
I got a six-million dollar fetish, that's what it takes to build me
I know you wish some ******z peel me, and drill me
You better pay a ****** to peel me, and kill me
Fill me 'til the *******t the empty, play it filthy, put a hundred slugs in me
Spot a ****** out like
Spuz Mc Kenzie, the thug is in me
My spare time,
I rhyme, drink
Remy, load up the semi
I was born to slap the *******t out of macks, take their ******
Run up in their studio, duct tape their clique
A smilie face ain't *******t, if you got
Yuk in your mouth
My **** in your mouth, how does it feel to get ****** in your mouth?
******z ridin'
Bentley's, your artist stuck in the house
Starvin', broke as ****** in the apar******ent, stuck in the south
I'm weighed out, ******z some where in
Germany, burnin' ******
Learnin' these foreign languages, tourin'
Allways performin' like
Laryn Hill, my *******t's sore as steel
I'm real, like
Slim Shady, ****** quit ignorin' skills
I kill, ******z better stop smokin fry, and poppin' pills,
I drill But all you mutha******az,
I'm the illest ******,
I feel ****** a record deal, the game is fake
My ****** Coolio said "****** 'em", start sayin' names and dates
Make 'em hate the "One Hit Wonder"
This time, my *******t hit like thunder, in the
Hummer, ******, the
MOB took me under
Try'na be mack ******z, stay your ass in
Atlanta Old ass rappers, make
Oakland look bad like
Hammer ******z dissin
Yuk, sayin' they don't like my *******t
Then turn around and say "Yuk, help me write my *******t"
Ain't that a ******?
Thug Lords
Holdin' the chopper in the sky, my ****** (Bust Yours)
All of my ******z, they down to ride for the (Thug Lords)
The ****** that cross me, his ass gon die, my ****** (Bust Yours)
Them ******z (Want War)
If them ******z ain't down wit gettin' cream, ****** 'em
And if them ******z ain't down wit the
Regime, ****** 'em,
I rush 'em
Aim at their limosine, buck 'em,
I never loved 'em
I never trust them, ******
I crush 'em, old antiques
I dust 'em
And ****** 'em off in the game like so
Nobody _____, ****** wit my flow, not even you stole my hydro
My main o**ective: "Take this ****** over"
They gon make me vice president before this ****** over
Beware of the
Ayatolla, come and shut you down
Make you exit out of town, who got the best *******t now?
******, you know your ass was in
Tha Row, what side you on?
That's why
I'm doin' my next song with
Eightball and
Bone ******, (ha ha ha ha)
Thug Lord (ha ha ha, yes)
