Mix Tape Volume III — текст песни (Funkmaster Flex f King Sun)

Ain`t no rapper who could stifle this
I`m twice as triflin, as Satan`s worst disciple is
Better get that through your head right quick
Better yet, you get your crew if the ?shred`s by picks?
Out of nowhere, cats with no fear, show fear
Trust me after that, them cats ain`t tryin to go there
when the real dogs lock jaws to the death
I`m all up in the pits runnin hundred dollar bets
Here to collect is the ironhead clad rep
In the days, I waved heat at heatwave for half step
My Boogie Nights in the hood be tight cause
my goods be right, I Suge all Knight, twenty-four like
Servin the raw type of smack-a-lak
Havin these new jacks laid out flat, on they back
Wakin up askin what was that just hit em
This ironhead spittin on the Funk Flex rhythm

Knahmean? It`s your man King Sun
Funk Flex volume three
Cause them other cats straight up pussy
Let me find that