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    Delinquent Habits

    No Identity

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    Добавлена 1 апреля 2013 пользователем Миша

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    Hey, hey, troop style's hard to find
    I sit where we sit, it's time to go for mine
    See I remain in place wit shit so funky
    You could bite for days, my shit remains crunchy
    Good wit my own style, droppin' that
    Looky Lou's all hokin' but I stompin' that
    You's a c-copycat, now watch me take you thru to hell
    Must be out lookin' for biters in the big bad world
    I, am the one to take you higher
    To liquidisation, heart and desire
    Go 'head, light the fire, as I get smoke
    There ain't a way to stop the madness when I go for broke
    Aiyo kid, you must be kidding me
    You're the epitome of no identity
    It's about what you say and how you say it
    Now that's hardcore, time to settle the score
    I'm fed up with the old shit, gimme some new shit
    I won't sit, get off my grip
    See I'm tired of these imitating gangsta clones
    For them I got a slingshot, rotty's and stones
    I come steppin' on the scene
    My Delinquent team, be here to elevate
    Even the fakes should get their soul get
    Rippin' up your frame, it's the critical acclaim
    Breakin' you up, like the Buddha crank shrinks my brain
    'Cuz there can be only one [unverified], only one to rule
    Bet the coon new G, witta steel that's new
    Yet some won't like the way I strangle the mic, though
    I won't funk the kids, can't fake the Gambino
    Kid, you must be kidding me
    It's a joke, why ya gotta be kidding me?
    We're goin' nowhere fast in this flavorless mess hall
    Why can't you stand tall? 'Cuz I heard a distress call
    Aiyo kid, you must be kidding me
    You're the epitome of no identity
    It's about what you say and how you say it
    Now that's hardcore, time to settle the score
    Aiyo kid, you must be kidding me
    You're the epitome of no identity
    It's about what you say and how you say it
    Now that's hardcore, time to settle the score
    Once again, I go fly thru the speaker
    Your style suck, fuckin' like a tweaker
    One grain falls, the rest soon follow
    'Cuz everybody knows
    (Your wacked style's borrowed)
    It seems everybody write they're OG killers
    Everybody's flippin' big-time dope dealers
    (Versace)
    And Gucci, rollin' big time Lucci
    Big, steady sellin' out the real
    Now oh damn, now look what I've done
    Wit the little bit of help from the rhymes I brung
    You know who you are, don't front, just shoot hits
    Delinquent it's in the house, to rock this shit
    Aiyo kid, you must be kidding me
    You're the epitome of no identity
    It's about what you say and how you say it
    Now that's hardcore, time to settle the score
    Aiyo kid, you must be kidding me
    You're the epitome of no identity
    It's about what you say and how you say it
    Now that's hardcore, time to settle the score
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