![聆聽 Vanderslice 的「Hardbody Karate (frat. Prodigy, Conway the Machine & Big Twins) [feat. Big Twins, Conway the Machine & Prodigy]」](/mkimage/image/thumb/Music115/v4/f4/c0/4c/f4c04ca9-c8f8-a45c-8908-ed68886c7f46/7947.jpg/1275x1275bb-60.webp "聆聽 Vanderslice 的「Hardbody Karate (frat. Prodigy, Conway the Machine & Big Twins) [feat. Big Twins, Conway the Machine & Prodigy]」")
Hardbody Karate (frat. Prodigy, Conway the Machine & Big Twins) [feat. Big Twins, Conway the Machine & Prodigy]
Vanderslice
Hip-Hop/Rap
956
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Contrary to your bullshit opinion
I been the best rapper alive since the beginnin'
Any rapper check my shit, see what they missin'
Your words not powerful enough, they not hittin'
Your jewelry gettin' wack, dawg
Your piece too rollick for your link
I pop your little chain like a string
I'll be gettin' fresh to death ever since the late '80s
I was just a little boy gettin' grown ladies (Ay)
[Verse 2]
Very advanced, ahead of my time
Remind you about these things called guns, you ever try?
2017, nothin' changed with me
You **** still can't rap for shit, same story
Homie, that's all you got?
That's the only lyrics you could come up with? My God
That's the outfit you came out the house with? My god
May the fashion god damn you and curse your seed
May your jeweler charge too much and turn your neck green
Maybe now you learn that no one will ever be this dope
Hip hop population control
We need to get rid of thousands of rappers
(All ya) Gotta go
[Verse 3]
Look
True shit, I had to use my hammer twice (Uh-huh)
I had to set example, I would cancel life (Don't fuck with me, ****)
Half a yam of white for a handsome price (With what?)
Water whip the brick and flip the yam tonight (Yeah)
Ooh
[Verse 4]
That's the kind of shit that I been on (Uh-huh)
Fifty shot AK, get my Osama on
I can't get to you, I'll get your baby mama gone (Real shit)
Somebody gotta die, I'll get my Chris Wallace on
MVP every season, I feel like I'm LeBron (Check)
Twenty rack every time I perform
[Verse 5]
Hit the Mazi lot and just pick and choose
Pony hair on the Christian Lou's (You know the blood bottoms)
You must got the shit confused
Last **** try, I shot the **** till he didn't move (Boom boom)
You think he ill, but I'm iller (Nah)
I ain't gotta say it, you can look at me and tell I'm a killer, motherfucker
[Verse 6]
Been diggin' this lean for a little while (What up?)
Never thought I'd be rappin' as a juvenile (What up?)
It's kinda funny how life always works out
I just do what I do, I knock the best out
Got bitches in Russia with they tits out (What's up, ma?)
While I rockin' the stage, they tryna get close (Do that)
My songs like drugs, they might overdose (Yes)
Trap rappers got the game in a choke hold (Blue)
With them tight ass jeans, them **** homos
Yeah, I'm just laughin' to the fuckin' bank (Let's go)
Celebrating every day that I'm still here
Yeah, we infamous and we never fear
On top of the food chain, it's my year
My shot gun can make you disappear
Mom's all stressed out, face full of tears (Full of tears)
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