• Letra Concerto Of The Desperado de Roots Ranking:
  • Chorus:

    The concerto, of the desperado
    R-double-o-t-s check the flow
    If you know like I know then you know the motto
    Thats all the fraud shit got to go/fake shit gots to go

    Verse one:

    In the glow of the moon, over the melancholy metro
    My poetry is set like a u.f.o.
    The maestro, the lyricist concerto
    My physical play the role of a vessel
    The level of my lyrics law manifesto
    My thoughts wrestle and attack with the killer instincts
    Of a gorilla stronger than samson
    Without vanilla my soliloquoy profess my ability to just
    Stimulate you like the best sensimilla
    The halflife the illadel-l-p-o-phila proceed
    Hither is my death flower blow your tower to smithe-
    -reens to fiends catch another rhyme gripper
    Deeper than the meditations of a hidden worshiper
    Unorthodox, hip-hop, minister
    Then a serengeti cheetah my thoughts with the
    You lose your balance when the sound hits ya
    So check for the, fifth militia
    A poets under pressure stressing that you get the picture
    Even if it means you gotta hang over the banister
    I pull a microphone on any pistol brandisher
    And take advantage of ya because you amateur
    Styles gunning down your sound man and manager
    What? ? this how we do it in the year for nine-six
    With this delivering attack on pointless rap shit
    Breakin mcs down to fractions, tell your squadron

  • Its time to go to war we spar reaction

    Chorus 2x

    Verse two:

    The implorer, the universe explorer
    Treat mcs like the cities of sodom and gomorrah
    Leavin these niggaz open like a box of pandora
    With styles thats newer than the world order
    Approximately three quarters of yall are water
    I straight deport ya
    Then orchestrate your torture with roots of culture
    The pill brimmage to the line of scrimmage up against your image
    Where life is a heist, and the strong get a percentage
    Its ill as a war and within it Im the lieutenant
    That surrounds you like a peninsula to snatch the pennant
    You fold like japans futons and fans
    While I design a plan to make a rapper step like a pedestrian
    I crush a mountain into grands of sand
    Your pain stains the cannon of the mic inserted into the stand
    The desperado, that refuse to follow
    The lip afficianado, break you up into parts like a bottle
    I deep like the dark of the night
    Niggaz is sweet and sound silly when they talk on the mic
    They use the simple back and forth the same
    Old rhythm thats plain
    Id rather ultramagnetize your brain
    Its the hip-hop purist, that leave you lost like a tourist
    Inside the chorus, niggaz is bringin nothin for us
    As we breakin em down to fractions, tell your squadron
    Its time to go to war we spar reaction

    Chorus 2x Puntuación:
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