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Ease Back

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Ease Back è stato pubblicato il 10 marzo 1997 da Murs 316 come parte dell'album F'Real

Dettagli della canzone

Data di uscita10 marzo 1997

EtichettaMurs 316

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM88

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

Testi

I'm the sickest with this microphone, **** better learn it

All them bitch industry **** you know I ain't concerned with

See I move thousands hand to hand

Even got an increasing number of fans

In foreign lands, Amsterdam, Australia to Japan

All before my sign hit the line that was dotted

The man holding the golden apple

Y'all grapple for the one that swatted

To the core I've been hard, since 1580

Mack Attack, **** I've been scarred

Know what the fuck I gotta do, fuck rocking a spot or two

I wanna leave an impression on minds

Like reading Behold a Pale Horse for the first time

Expose wack **** like secret societies when Murs rhyme

Explore cyphers after I visit for close encounters with the serve kind

Ya **** thought he was nice until he heard mine

And the doper you think you getting the

More you ain't understood the first line

I said learn of my affliction and how my words wrap around

More **** necks than depictions of the crucifixions

Ripping mics when on, name hold more weight than a 24 inch python

So what you gonna do when Murs Mania run wild on you

Bringing that crack to ya back like the

Whip in Castlevania 2 and I'm through

When I grab a microphone all I want is feedback

Energy from the crowd, shit a **** need that

Y'all wanted a change in rap, well fool we be that

And all you bitch **** best to ease back

Now when I grab a microphone all I want is feedback

Energy from the crowd, shit a **** need that

Y'all wanted a change in rap, well fool we be that

And all you bitch **** best to ease back

Now I write rhymes as dope as Jennifer Lopez

Words beautify blank paper like top to bottom pieces on skyscrapers

Ain't no stopping us, rolling thick like smog through your metropolis

Making it hard to breathe when you enter the 20,000 leagues

So stay at your level and place

Cause amateurs fucking with the trouble and bass

Will get left dead before they make the third base

See I turn around shooting off at the mouth like New Year's Eve

Saying that shit you just wouldn't believe

Retrieved from the far corners of my mental space

Leave you shocked like John Travolta once you open up this mental case

So we happy as long as fools stop trying

To come up from the back and attack me

Like my name was Marsellus and those

Overzealous we got the blowtorch and pliers

So you for damn sure gonna tell us what we wanna hear

Sorta like my album, but life is too

Short so I'm tryna make one a year

To make y'all **** watch what you do like the Wonder Years

Watch them **** you think is down, they

Only down cause they carrying a ton of fear

It's been a while since I relieved myself of that burden

So I'm making sure I'm going all out until they call it curtains

While you busy in a man's face ducking and smirking

I'll be lurking in the cut, happy with being the broke **** that I am

It's all about the Washingtons, what

Written by: Nicholas Carter, Unknown Writer

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