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Big Thingz [ft. Renegade, Hazardous]
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Twisted Heat beat... First: Renegade aka Slick Second: Testament Third: Hazardous
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This is me Testament of Shoot To Kill... Sometimes in life you forget who you are... I am very religious, so to remind me of God in everything I do I took on the name Testament... But at the same time I let loose and let cats feel the force of the man, lyrically and on the streets, I reign... So thats why I chose the alter alias of DieNasty... As they keep holding me down, I can do nothing but hold my ground... .::Testament::.
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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Peak #955
Peak in subgenre #519
Author
Testament
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DieNasty 2004
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March 28, 2004
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MP3 4.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Slick: Eyo lets talk about the state of hip-hop (simple) Renegade got it locked Spit the truth I been through Proverbs of da block Look at the game Everybody claimin a glock Check it hold space while I push time Call me da watch Replace gravity n levitate Im already a star Money is long too No need to stretch dollars far And back to the concept at hand Im above ya Calculating plans, cuz ya lost if ya pistol jam Even if I bark loud Ngas gon duck run n scram Keep all the shells poppin Like I stay eatin clams Its crazy Even if I gots no gunz theres plans a b and c Calm down fam don’t get ancy How many of ya talking real Ever since highschool I been offered deals Studying quantum physics Cant figure out my potential cuz I got no limits Testament: My barz ill slip fingers jus ta catch-ya-drift/ I'm sick these rappers talking bout they macks-and-clips/ Might as well the berlin wall, cuz you can't move, past-a-brick/ The only packs-you-flip... ...is a malboro-light/ Whats wrong with the bronx, why don't our boro-fight/ and keep the memory-living/ Because experimentally-given the south momentarily-winning/ and you can talk about ya whips dun and icy-chains/ Cuz you walking in my hood son i-see-change/ i-peep-lames clear like optique-frames/ what i'm lacking in size, i'm packing-in-power/ quick ta drop a bar like fags-in-the-shower/ you mixtape niggas, fakes and cocky-aimers/ need ta work on ya punches like rocky-trainer/ you hasbins try ta make ya verse-stronger/ or fire ya writer fa not working-longer/ i been, versed-in-honor... ...so my game not corrupt/ gangsta rap hard fa nothing like a lazy fuck/ And i may-be-stuck... ...in hip hop-limbo/ u can get fucked over like a bent out-nympho/ So before you talk mob, bout popping-legs/ Know that I pull wigs, like scalping-heads/
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