Warrior - Tipene: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Warrior

48

Hip-Hop/Rap

Warrior adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Tipene tarafından 3 Eylül 2021 tarihinde yayınlandıHeritage Trail

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümHeritage Trail

Çıkış Tarihi3 Eylül 2021

FirmaTipene

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM134

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Tenei Hapurona Kesha

Tenei Hapurona Kesha

Sampler

Stephen Harmer

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Tenei Hapurona Kesha

Tenei Hapurona Kesha

Songwriter

Stephen Harmer

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

10A

Producer

Tenei Hapurona Kesha

Tenei Hapurona Kesha

Producer

Şarkı sözleri

[Chorus]

Tipene on the rise, so high so the haters wanna see me fall

But I'm home bred, hangi fed

Never met a homie like me before, aye

'Cause Teeps be raw, cannibal styles eat beef raw

Gimme the ball I'll run it up the guts bro

Brother got gusto CB4

Tipene on the rise, so high so the haters wanna see me fall

But I'm home bred, hangi fed

Never met a homie like me before, aye

'Cause Teeps be raw, cannibal styles eat beef raw

Gimme the ball I'll run it up the guts bro

Brother got gusto CB4

[Verse 1]

I, started off cutting mutton on the chain gang learning from the uncles

(Learning from the uncles)

Dad said get the pahi get the mahi make the money if you want to

(Money if you want to)

Ain't no really saying what I will or won't do

(Uh)

All I really know is that I wanna pull through

Trying to crack a super saiyan make 'em all Goku, if I wanted to

(Yeah)

I just wanna put food on the table so the family get to eat now

(Family get to eat now)

Then I do the dishes with the Mrs. just to fuck her with the tea towel

(Fuck her with the tea towel)

To everybody showing love for the mahi man peace out

(Mahi man peace out)

Then I treat the haters like a gutter ball catch 'em on the rebound

(Catch 'em on the rebound)

See your rhymes all hard but you soft in the middle like a pork bone

(Middle like a pork bone)

And the ride in your video ain't yours so your fellas gotta walk home

(Fellas gotta walk home)

In the back row hating man you fellas need to breathe out

(Fellas need to breathe out)

Under siege when Teeps on the beat you can call me Steven Segal

(Woo, ah)

Every time I engrave that pad with the pen, on point like a javelin

Gotchu playing that mandolin, 'cause it's over for an empty MC

Blow you off the map AT&T

Flames in the heart if you breed envy

Can't hide from the truth

You standing in my way and imma run right through you

[Chorus]

Tipene on the rise, so high so the haters wanna see me fall

But I'm home bred, hangi fed

Never met a homie like me before, aye

'Cause Teeps be raw, cannibal styles eat beef raw

Gimme the ball I'll run it up the guts bro

Brother got gusto CB4

Tipene on the rise, so high so the haters wanna see me fall

But I'm home bred, hangi fed

Never met a homie like me before, aye

'Cause Teeps be raw, cannibal styles eat beef raw

Gimme the ball I'll run it up the guts bro

Brother got gusto CB4

[Verse 2]

Got flow and a brother got gusto

Brought up on the paua and the mussel

Gotta have the hundy hustle to survive in a world so cut throat

Plus I write it on the page

Just to put the rhymes on a stage

Man I can't wait to get the bust on

Meditating on the stage with the chucks on

Māori boy with the pen I'm Picasso

Tā moko on the skin like a barcode

Complemented by the lineage indigenous

Ruaumoko imma burn 'em all to charcoal

Diamond cutter with the vision it's so pretty

So move aside I'm ready to minimize yah levy

And silverside yah venny it won't stop

The bidding is do or die

Tipene the killer rhymes

I'm in it, so who am I

The minute that I spit it but it seems hopeless

So If you wanna know why I

Grab the mic and treat the stage like a pai pai

Put in the mahi as the time flies by

Like the duck if you ain't sharp enough in the mai mai

I'm well aware of the limelight

But nobody should be diving for kai at high tide, in the mainstream

Keep it real like my time

I'm from Hastings, still I ride the pipelines and it's like

See how many crews out just to prove their tight rapping but it's still not right nah

Realize that their shoes are twice their size

They can't cut it like a puha knife

Get 'em all drunk then they all can't buy but, nah they only wanna act hard in their backyard

They cutting their own throats, and lower their repertoire

But for what they already lacking the X Factor

[Chorus]

Tipene on the rise, so high so the haters wanna see me fall

But I'm home bred, hangi fed

Never met a homie like me before, aye

'Cause Teeps be raw, cannibal styles eat beef raw

Gimme the ball I'll run it up the guts bro

Brother got gusto CB4

Tipene on the rise, so high so the haters wanna see me fall

But I'm home bred, hangi fed

Never met a homie like me before, aye

'Cause Teeps be raw, cannibal styles eat beef raw

Gimme the ball I'll run it up the guts bro

Brother got gusto CB4

Written by: Stephen Harmer, Tenei Hapurona Kesha

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