1112 yılı olayları, ölümler, doğumlar ve diğer önemli gelişmeler





1112 (Genius) sözleri

Genius tarafından albümünde söylenen 1112 adlı şarkının sözleri.

Bobby saidfuck spendin 50 on a whipbuy a clip
Mental flipgot a thousand tracks thought on a chip
Said he had mad toys to make noise
You split and separate drums like asteroids
The concerned producer sampled this question
Hit him with the beat for the answerwith extra compression
When sound travelit quickly grab you
And equalizes the pitch upuntil it have you
Bugged outtryin to think you can match this
The portrait’s too graphic
Panaramic view for youstamp wu
The feature gothicthe outcome will be catastrophic
We wrote block-tic checkpoints on your next joint
And who the nigga you annoint?
700 volts on the track to slay
Murderous wordplay displayedfor killin cascades
Throwin bullets in the air to test wind
And which way the cyclone spins
Counter on clockwisestill civilized
Kill spies on the wallthat still flies all dies

[masta killa]
Give no extension on the lynchin
It’s tension if the name of the clan is mentioned
It’s the aura that’s feltthat causes one to flash his gun
And reveal how he really feelconfirmed
He’ll never live after the showsee the promoted for the dough
I’m takinbreakin his wax
Throw my shit on to perform my selection from the swarm
Day 2 breaksit’s a stormy monday
My ninjas lay in revines and ditches
Underneath shrubs and leaves
They breathed thru underwater reeds
The enemy walks aboveclan remain subterranean mud
Off shore bankstanks approach the location
Bombarded by the circle of death formation
Telecom lines are sniped from these low altitude strikes
Shatterin bulletproof helmets with scrap nail fragments
Of cellinhale these venomous thoughs that I propel
Thru the north facilitythe city must suffer at the hand
Of the chief’s commandvolts is in
At 3 minute intervals the heat intenses
Deadenin the power from electrical fences
Defences are downshake a nigga upbounce him off the sound

[interlude: killah priest of sunz of man]
You know what I’m sayin?
The God ca-diverin the streets of iris.
We talk about sexmoney and drugs.
(ruled by power.) and y’all cats don’t know
What it’s about. (love and power.)
It goes deeper than what you see on tv.
Killah priestcome on.

[killah priest of sunz of man]
Burnin desireebony eyes
Painted toe nailslegacys die
Drivin by the wellegyption queensarabian shieks
Are paid to knock off rich kingsfor the joy some sing
Graveyards filled with scarlet widowswho stabbed they husbands
Sleepin on silk pillowsblood on they robes
Disguised as beggar in cheap wool clothes
Lambs and wolfs in black hoodspull out they gats
Like magic wandscastin spellssendin niggaz to hell
Trappin they souls in realmsbaptize em with holy water
Springin on the heads of plenty witches’ daughters
Interviews with the richest reporters
Silent nights over the dividersa 1000 muslim bibles
For the coblerhebrews flee to the hills of masada
For the love of godguns make a loud sound
I’ma show you how thugs get down
Shoot outsbullets turn into bloodhounds and hunt you down
Cursed nationlost generation
X-filesdescribe them in the future as cosmic rulers
Fallen angels from space intruders
Dyin saintsblood spilled on the floor like wet paint
See it in the picturesread it like the lost scriptures
Dissolve it with your 100 proof liqour

HaI shot the sheriff and the deputy secondly
Threatenin the lives of those who threaten me
Lessenin my chances of defeat by predeterminin the victory
As taught by sun tzu in the chapterafter the third one
I heard my words shall be bombedregardless to anything or anyone
I die by the gunmy life has just begun
Thought I was livin all alongbut I was wrong
This long road I have to travel in countless battles
These filthy snakes with poison fangs and rattles
Kingsqueens and pharoahs change to cattle
I’m able to subtract the devil’s arrow
Singin at his eyes on the sparrowmind narrow
2 positionshoroscopes and tarots
Hark haroldsangels and christmas carols
Raven images hang from the mantels
Man made slaves and modern day babbles
Raw from africa and golden ropes and sandles
By wicked thieves and vandals
Who man-handled us with leather whips and burnin candles
And rambled thru our castleleavin niggaz shambles
Stole our golden sodas like some arab camels
We gazedamazed and baffled as he loaded his ammo
With to the barrel and blasted out our bone marrow
We went to gretal and the hanseltricked by this wicked jackel
Children of my grand old daddyhave me
In mind were they lost in this wilderness blind?

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