Hotline - Sunz of Man: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Hotline

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Hotline adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Famous Records, Corp. tarafından 13 Temmuz 2004 tarihinde yayınlandıElements

Şarkı Bilgileri

Çıkış Tarihi13 Temmuz 2004

FirmaFamous Records, Corp.

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM93

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Sunz of Man

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

K. Priest, H. Razah

K. Priest, H. Razah

Songwriter

Şarkı sözleri

Yo, just maintainin', God-body

Know what I'm sayin', just chillin'

Just goin' through the same shit

That's all, yo, I got the

I found this paper, know what I'm sayin'

It be talkin' about that 'lluminati stuff

New World Order, some psychic hotline

Or somethin' like that, know what I'm sayin'

You call, you call it up

They, they build with you or whatever

Word, let's call it up

Let's give it a call, see what's up

Hello, my psychic hotline

Dial 1-900-free-your-mind

The last future, call us up if you blind

We don't need a phone to communicate with minds

It's Hell Razah, hello, my psychic hotline

Yo, we got some callers, son

Let's pick up the first caller, first caller

Yo, we got the first caller

What we do, do the psychic hotline

Hello, pranksters

Too many gangsters in hip-hop without knowledge

It's like a pyramid built that ain't solid

Your ass'll get blown away, demolished

You better study more jewels than college, I promise

Who dare double dare the true scare those with P

Street consequences to eat rather West Coast than Middle East

You'll be marked by the beast that decrease the black race

That increase too much ocean, Iggy deep

For dreamers that's asleep, blessed be the meek

It be the strong versus the weak, the wolf versus the sheep

To fightin' like cowboys and Indians, cops and criminals

American citizens versus aliens

I dug up more lies than librarians

Here I be, Shah, the King of the Israelians

Use your little two ears to hear me and

In the meanwhile, waves of reptiles get exiled

Who try to bite us with they poisonous

Silent weapons from quiet wars, always be the noisiest

Now you got riot squads surroundin' the House of God

Pullin' out they shotties, 'illumunati agents

Tryin' to divide and conquer your heavenly body

I study my roots while you party

And get drunk off of Bacardi, rentin' Ferraris

A Hell safari, North America's wilderness

Zoo York where animals stalk

And work for the devil without a pitchfork

Sellin' pork of all sorts, tryin' to kill off our righteous thoughts

Now, the wicked is fallin'

Hold on, somebody else is callin'

Somebody else is callin'

1-900-Free-your-mind

The last future, call us up if you blind

We don't need a phone to communicate with minds

It's Hell Razah, hello, my psychic hotline

Yo, I got things messin' with my mind, man

Psychic hotline

The next caller called from the South of the border

Needed information on the New World Order

I got a daughter and a son and a gun

Which way should I go?

Heaven is too high, Hell is too low, hello

I come forth in white robes for black justice

The untrusted, they get convicted, I predict it

Ever since I was evicted from the house of the wicked

Razah meant to dead, swingin' my double-edged sword

Takin' heads, I'm givin' vampires garlic bread

Mattresses for they death bed

I see three sixes inside your forehead

With the same aim as an infrared

And slaves hang off they last thread

Before the spread of bloodshed

Hit those that be spoon-fed treasures of the wicked

Profit, nothin' of the gifted

I'm from the city where the streets are gold

The young and the old own thrones

Made of precious gems and stones

Arise, let me exercise your adrenaline for the millennium

Devils, they be killin' 'em, I'm healin' 'em

Give 'em my competitors, facials from Syrians

Draggin' opponents through oblivion

Taught by the teacher of experience

You and your seed need to be camouflaged like fatigue

'Cause the greed and thieves be makin' judgments on stolen land

The children of Israel expand in the Village of the Damned

I meditate on Mount Fuji inside Japan

Never let your left know about your right hand

Understand, don't bite it, I write it with thoughts of a psychic

With hotlines

Let me use a... let me, let me ask him a question, man

How long you was on the phone, God?

Damn, man, what you askin' the motherfucker?

I was on the phone with the psychic, yo

My mom's gon' be breakin', son, shit

I'm sayin', can I, can I do this?

I got some questions that need to be answered

About that ebonics joint, I wanna know about ebonics

Ebonics? I can tell you about this shit

You'll need the psychic for that, shit

Ebony, what? What that ebonics stand for?

Hold on, I got some other shit I wanna ask you

Ebony slang? Devils wanna know

1-900-Free-your-mind

Word, fuck it, I'm about to go outside on y'all ****

I'm sayin', hold up, son, he callin' in

1-900-Free-your-mind

The last future, call us up if you blind

We use a microphone to communicate with minds

It's Hell Razah, hello, my psychic hotline

Scared, you think you was a scare?

Written by: K. Priest, H. Razah

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