Текст пісні Fingerwar - Anacron

Fingerwar

Anytime I dip and hit em up
You might see me getting in a truck
Or old-school Crippin' in a bug
Cuter than a kitten in a cup
Clockin' much dough, scratch and pay
When I’m rocking the old fashion way
Niggas talking but don’t have jack to say
When I’m socking punks, I go Cassius Clay
Typically tyrannical tyrants inscribe this virus to papyrus via Sirius
satellites
Serious epidemics, plague lens and stylus
Say something
And I’m suddenly serving you, your squad and your stylist
Try to diss and watch me fry a bitch and while that beater is bumping you’ll
die to this
Little literally limited linebackers die faster in scrimmages
Gimmicks just fade, trends will just age, but lyrical wizardry’s limitless
I compose lines, but most quotes you’ve gotta rewind fo' times «that's a cold line!» gets muttered
A fo' sho sign that I mold mines
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Engaging fools I’m a raging bull and these busters are buxom bovines
Dopes write about slangin' dope and think that means they got dope rhymes
While I smirk at these jerks and I know that it’s go time