CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Ballin
(Verse 1 Lil Fungus)
Every little boy wanna pick up the mic
And try to run with the big boys and live up to the real hype
But that’s like pickin up a ball, playin with Mike
Swingin at Ken Griffey or challengin’ Roy to a fight
I know the price, know the risk, know the wrongs and the rights;
Still my blood flows ice…it’s just my life
Baby, baby, baby, I don’t wanna be rude
But I know the cause of your bloody attitude
I know why you act that way
It usually happens on the 28th day
I respect that…crazily
When you’re done with the pads, can you come check me?
You a white boy in a f**kin’ droptop
Bumpin’ 2Pac, actin’ like you hard? Stop
Hip-hop music make the world go round
But buying a rеcord don’t put you down
You listen to thugs, it don’t make you one;
Nеver met a Blood or Crip, but you act like one?
Mystic, “f**k it up then add or multiply to sum
Thought kissin’ ass was in my blood type? Oh, negative
They say ‘Love Jesus’ and ‘Listen to your pastor,’
But Jesus told the truth, and the pastor’s a lying b*st*rd
(Verse 2 Coryxkenshin)
Yeauh
Cory Kenshin
M-m-man I'm on a mission
Samurai by blood, but
Let me start the dissin'
Yeah I'm seeing all these disstracks everywhere I look (Wow)
Now I wanna make one too
And you gon' listen or you shook
It's the Shogun, Cory-X-Kenshin
Back with the rhymes, so I appreciate the listen
Haters could get sliced cause ya boy got precision
I grab my Katana and get to work
Call that division (Yeah)
Anyway, Samurai
What's good?
Yeah I see you nodding, beat is fire, probably should
Listen, got a little message going out out the brethren on the Tubes of You
Reppin Samurai, you legends (Ok)
This is where I'm at
Samurai, they got my back
Fierce, loyal take no crap
You talking smack
You getting slapped
Blades swinging at ya chest
Hold up, lemme catch my breath
Head of the Samurai, all the way up to my death
Every little boy wanna pick up the mic
And try to run with the big boys and live up to the real hype
But that’s like pickin up a ball, playin with Mike
Swingin at Ken Griffey or challengin’ Roy to a fight
I know the price, know the risk, know the wrongs and the rights;
Still my blood flows ice…it’s just my life
Baby, baby, baby, I don’t wanna be rude
But I know the cause of your bloody attitude
I know why you act that way
It usually happens on the 28th day
I respect that…crazily
When you’re done with the pads, can you come check me?
You a white boy in a f**kin’ droptop
Bumpin’ 2Pac, actin’ like you hard? Stop
Hip-hop music make the world go round
But buying a rеcord don’t put you down
You listen to thugs, it don’t make you one;
Nеver met a Blood or Crip, but you act like one?
Mystic, “f**k it up then add or multiply to sum
Thought kissin’ ass was in my blood type? Oh, negative
They say ‘Love Jesus’ and ‘Listen to your pastor,’
But Jesus told the truth, and the pastor’s a lying b*st*rd
(Verse 2 Coryxkenshin)
Yeauh
Cory Kenshin
M-m-man I'm on a mission
Samurai by blood, but
Let me start the dissin'
Yeah I'm seeing all these disstracks everywhere I look (Wow)
Now I wanna make one too
And you gon' listen or you shook
It's the Shogun, Cory-X-Kenshin
Back with the rhymes, so I appreciate the listen
Haters could get sliced cause ya boy got precision
I grab my Katana and get to work
Call that division (Yeah)
Anyway, Samurai
What's good?
Yeah I see you nodding, beat is fire, probably should
Listen, got a little message going out out the brethren on the Tubes of You
Reppin Samurai, you legends (Ok)
This is where I'm at
Samurai, they got my back
Fierce, loyal take no crap
You talking smack
You getting slapped
Blades swinging at ya chest
Hold up, lemme catch my breath
Head of the Samurai, all the way up to my death
