[Verse 1: Ice Cube] The world is mine, nigga, get back Don't fuck with my stack the gauge is racked About to drop the bomb I'm the motherfuckin' don Big fish in a small pond Now the feds trying to throw they book at the crook But I shook they worm and they hook Guppies hold they breath. They want to miss me when I'm tipsy Running everything west of the Mississippi Its the unseen, pulling strings with my pinky ring We got your woman, pucker up 'fore we fuck her up Bow down before I make a phone call Got 25 niggas running up on y'all For the cheese we want them keys Everybody freeze on your knees, butt naked please Before any of you guppies get heart Nigga! Rewind my part fool and....(Bow Down) [Chorus: Ice Cube] (Bow down) When I come to your town (Bow down) When I'm westward bound (Bow down) Cuz I ain't a hater like you Bow down to a nigga that's greater than you (Ooh!) [Verse 2: Mack 10] I take ten steps and I draw (Blaow!) Now who's dissin' the mad-ass Inglewood addition I bust like a pimple, my mind is elemental The Westside connects with me and South Central And a drag from the Zig Zag can't fuck with the Phillys Holdin' down the wild west like a kid they call Billy Once again it's Mack 10 the gold crown holda Strong as a Coca-Cola with a chrome pistola (Brr!) Now who wanna fuss so I can buss when I cuss My look bring you fear with gear from the Surplus Since a teen, I chased the green, the crack-scene king Lolos, Corniches and baguettes on my pieces (Ugh) So recognize these real Gs, chase the cheese The Westside Connec' keep it rolling like gold D's Three-wheeling and dealing, it's like the California style But in the meanwhile, in my town, you got to bow [Chorus: MACK 10] (Bow down) When you come to my town (Bow down) When I'm westward bound (Bow down) Because I ain't a hater like you Bow down to a nigga that's greater than you [Verse 3: W.C.] Well it's that, Chuck-wearing, still sporting the beanie The shadiest nigga in the clique, who want to see me? As I slide my Locs on, let my khakis hang Westside Connec' gang, Connec' gang, bing-bing bang (Westside!) Run away, run away, or get your punk ass slayed By this H double O to the D to the S.T.A. (Ahh!) Fuck hiding it, I'm gang-related, simple and plain Which means I could give a fuck About you niggas in this rap game (Ugh!) Flashy niggas get stuck up (Ugh!), beat the fuck up (Ugh!) When you come around, keep your chain tucked from this... Zero-zero-apostrophe S shit Fuck a studio lyricist, I'm real with this (Yes!) Talk the tal,k walk the walk Diss me on wax? I'm trying to saw your whole fucking head off, nigga I'm platinum bound, so bitch, shut up And nigga, all y'all could kiss my Converse like Sho Nuff
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When I’m on the beat I just kill the mic, instrumentals get deceased when I freestyle right, my flows the best, I lyrically spar wit the vets, I can drop a hot 16 on funk flex, no sweat.
same old shit, different day, dont mistake me for no stupid, stupid got the girls love stuck like cupid, but im aiming for your head if you try shooting, lyrics like the Mississippi, fluent, trying to find my spot in the rap i be steady canoeing, haters jocking on my strap that's the confidence to do it, so i nike, 1 on 1 suckas all day fighting, lighting in the day treble from the bass gets you frightend, damn right
These are the lyrics : The world is mine nigga get back Don't fuck with my stack the gage is racked About to drop the bomb I am the motherfucking don Big fish in a small pond Now the feds want to throw the book at the crook But I shook they worm and they hook Guppies hold they breath they want to miss me When I am tipsey Running everything west of the Mississippi Its the unseen pulling strings wit my pinky ring We got your woman so pucker up Fo we fuck her up Bow down before I make a phone call Got 25 niggas running up on y'all Fo the cheese we want them keys Everybody freeze on ya knees butt naked please Before any of you guppies get heart Nigga rewind my part and (Bow Down) I take ten steps and I draw Now who's dissing the mad ass Inglewood Addition I bust like a pimple my mind is ill mental The Westside connects with me and south central And a drag from the zig zag can't fuck with the Philly's Holding down the wild west like a kid they Call Billy Once again it's Mack 10 the gold crown hold of Strong as a Coca-Cola with a crome pistola Now who want to fuss so I can buss when I cuss My look bring you fear with gear deom the Surplus Since a teen I chased the green the crack scene King Lolos Cornishes and Bagguetts on my pieces So recognize these real G's take the cheese The west side connection keep it rolling like gold D's Three Wheeling and Dealing is like the California Style But in the mean while in my town you got to Bow Bow Down when you come to my town Bow down when we west-ward bound 'cause We ain't no haters like you Bow Down to some nigga's that's greater than You Well it's that chuck wearing still sporting a Beanie the shadiest Nigga in the click who want to see me as I slide My locs on let My khakis hang west side connect gang bing bing Bang run away run Away or get yo punk ass sprayed by this H double O to D to the S.T.A fuck hiding it I am gang related simple and Plain which Means I could give a fuck about you nigga's in The rap game Flashy nigga's get stuck up beat the fuck up when You come around Keep your chain tucked from this zero zero's Affiliated fuck a Studio lyricist I'm real with this talk the talk Walk the walk Dis me on wax and I am trying to saw your whole fucking Head off Nigga I'm platinum bond so bitch shut up punk all yea Could kiss my converse like sh'o 'nough Bow Down when you come to my town Bow down when we west-ward bound 'cause We ain't no haters like you Bow Down to some nigga's that's greater than You
do you know how simple this beat is lmao Edit: 08/23/23 the simplicity of the beat don’t take away from its greatness but new age beats are great too. It always irked me when people had to tear something down to uplift another. I stopped down to OP level smh
Yea I'm bored ,. Cycle after cycle ,. Like the jits n a cord,. Never play wit boards ,. According too my source,. Still sitting there bored ,. Questioning the lord ,. I've shook the book ,. Back down ever ,. Deployed the hook ,. Bass smooth,. Changed my outlook,. Stuck on words an powda,. Knock ya down a level with the sour ,. Hour after hour ,.
@@GodzillaKaijuGK so ummm. That’s literally the point. Like when you say: Two cannibals are eating a clown, one cannibal looks at the other and says…”hey, does this clown taste funny to you?”
Crush Crush Trample every amplifier starting fires on the roof with tires, high as shit and tired Passing out while talking, stalking down the fuckin interstate to practice my kung fu and dodge some traffic while I meditate My inner state is fucked, i dive a little deeper every day Degeneration's prophet, sage of rot, I reek of pure decay But anyway, I'm tryna find a way to end the darker thoughts Music didn't save my life but it sure helped a lot
Peace is in the air so have no fear the drop makes it very clear jm writting you sincere let's sit down and have a beer, I'm far and your near drop the riot gear, today was a good day no one shed a tear,
BOW DOWN V2.0 By Super Rowswell Bros (VERSE) I'm the man, i do it, cos i can. Looks like no plan, you don't understand.... You are in the palm, of my hand. I even know, what you're think-ing. "Whats dave, been drink-ing? Or smok-ing." The answer, noth-ing. Going for broke, and, this isn't a fucking joke. Choke, as i take another toke. Dont provoke, the bad folk, in my head.... They want you dead. Enough said. Words dont work, time for action, complete retraction. Of myself, from life itself. My soul goes on the shelf, time to try something else. You wanted this, i'll never know why, everyone left me, to cry, but i'll find out, before i die. But first.... Time to get high. (CHORUS) (VERSE) Still the same guy. No one can even tell, when im high. Head in the sky, since i was, a little guy. Knee high. Let out, your big SIGH, mum, Your bullshit? I wont buy, some. I'd ask how come? But im done. There's a song, to be sung. Going to be number one. Going to have my place, in the sun. Going to show everyone. how life should be done. Filled with fun. Run, run, faster, faster. So much, to master. Already make, a perfect pasta. The rest? Complete disaster. (CHORUS) Yeah bow down. Dave is in town. Pass the bong, around. Hear that sound? Underground? Thats when i put, the barbell, back down. 500 pounds. Give it a try. Clown. Only, a select few, can hang, when i throw, shit around. Only a select few, can even dream, to do, what i do. Any challenge? I breeze through. Maths was easy. English seemed cheesy. Sports and physical shit? That shit please me. Mental shit? Just tease me. Displease me. Its just so easy.... So bow down, wipe away your frown, theres a new sheriff, in town, with a new sound. (CHORUS)
I like this it has a nice flow to the beat for me to do what I do a don't have a clue but when the neat drop a dont have a coach I just use a torch am lighting up ouija boards dont copy what a write ihave a channel go ask the panel for me and I will see what do a really do a dont manage I just cause collateral damage so you after me you guna have to swim or use a seagull to bring a copy across where do a sign boss I hold joints in a cross
[Verse 1: Ice Cube] The world is mine nigga get back Don't fuck with my stack the gauge is racked About to drop the bomb I'm the motherfuckin' don Big fish in a small pond Now the feds trying to throw they book at the crook But I shook they worm and they hook Guppies hold they breath. They want to miss me when I'm tipsy Running everything west of the Mississippi Its the unseen, pulling strings with my pinky ring We got your woman, pucker up 'fore we fuck her up Bow down before I make a phone call Got 25 niggas running up on y'all For the cheese we want them keys Everybody freeze on your knees, butt naked please Before any of you guppies get heart Nigga rewind my part fool and....(Bow Down) [Hook] (Bow down) When I come to your town (Bow down) When I'm westward bound (Bow down) Cuz I ain't a hater like you Bow down to a nigga that's greater than you [Verse 2: MACK 10] I take ten steps and I draw (Blaow!) Now who's dissin' the mad-ass Inglewood addition I bust like a pimple, my mind is illmental The Westside connects with me and South Central And a drag from the Zig Zag can't fuck with the Philly's Holdin' down the wild west like a kid they call Billy Once again it's Mack 10 the gold crown holda Strong as a Coca-Cola with a chrome pistola Now who wanna fuss so I can buss when I cuss My look bring you fear with gear from the Surplus Since a teen I chased the green, the crack scene king Lolos, Corniches and baguettes on my pieces So recognize these real G's, chase the cheese The Westside Connect keep it rolling like gold D's Three-wheeling and dealing is like the California style But in the meanwhile in my town you got to bow [Hook] (Bow down) When you come to my town (Bow down) When I'm westward bound (Bow down) Because I ain't a hater like you Bow down to a nigga that's greater than you [Verse 3: W.C.] Well it's that, Chuck wearing, still sporting a beanie The shadiest nigga in the clique, who want to see me As I slide my Locs on let my khakis hang Westside Connect gang, Connect gang, bing bing bang (West side) Run away run away or get your punk ass slayed By this H double O to the D to the S.T.A Fuck hiding it, I'm gang related simple and plain Which means I could give a fuck about you niggas in this rap game Flashy niggas get stuck up, beat the fuck up When you come around, keep your chain tucked from this Zero zero apostrophe S shit Fuck a studio lyricist I'm real with this Talk the talk walk the walk Diss me on wax, I'm trying to saw your whole fucking head off, nigga I'm platinum bound so bitch shut up And nigga all y'all could kiss my Converse like Sho Nuff [Hook] (Bow down) When I come to your town (Bow down) When I'm westward bound (Bow down) Cuz I ain't a hater like you Bow down to a nigga that's greater than you [Hook](Group) (Bow down) When you come to our town (Bow down) When we westward bound (Bow down) Cuz we ain't no haters like you Bow down to some niggas that's greater than you [Ice Cube] Yea. Ha. Let me tell you something Gangsta's make the world go round So you ain't got to clown But if you live on the west side of your town Make them other fools bow down Westside Connection. The world belongs to us [Hook](Group) (Bow down) When you come to our town (Bow down) When we westward bound (Bow down) Cuz we ain't no haters like you Bow down to some niggas that's greater than you Fool
Bow down to the giver of all gifts & talents,Almighty God the creator of all things,even the breath that Godly & ungodly people breathe,He & He alone is life & the breath of life
On Purpose Like the Black Sox? Split your Wig at your 20 Like Fo' Fives? I have to say, that's some of the most clever shit I've seen on Here. Good material G.
everyone gettin' wild, smokin' on da black & mild, newz talkn' bout a lost child, but itz life, so watch wat going around, dis dat beat bow down, for dem hataz tryn to talk down, but they aint shit, but sum clownz, who cant spit, an im quick to throw a punch, so knuckle up, hear yo bonez crunch, cuz a n8tive dont give a fuk, bout how da situation iz, we straight get down to handling bizz, cuz itz bout da doe
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