Cezinando - Kick In The Door lyrics

[Vers 1: Phats Tha Physician] I must be mad at you for holding the bars like Attica I exist in 3 out of 4 homes like calibers If you really think that you're better you really bent Trust me, b**h, I know how to rob like 50 Cent Verbally nice, consider me the serpant of mice When I die (?) smoking herlbs with Christ Phats, the feds is lovin' him, you seen this before? How many people hear you rhyme and end up shocked and appaled? I mean I've been outshining what you n***as been doing for years Face your fears cause I'm here to stay like Birdman's tears f** the peers that you run with, you bu*terfly b**hes What you think is a fly rhymer is just another lie, b**hes Like the arm of an h**n addict, I've been dope Roll a gram then I hang with my clan like Jim Crow Kick in the door as I'm on the road to riches The flow's malicious, persuasive like Jehova's Witness I know you're jealous, and you used to try and silence me I evolve like a patient that got hepatitis C This'll be the last time I get asked for a feature Cause since bar 4 I've been hardcore through the speakers I feel like robbing salt cause there's drawers in my scope These are shark infested waters, you gone need a bigger boat My rap's fatal and I'm ripping it hard Y'all simple and odd, I be having picnics with God If you f*ggots think I'm playing then let's form a big circle Call my weed Whoopi Gold cause the color is purple [Vers 2: Cezinando] Ja, du sitter hjemme og griner, vi jobber til vi svimer De kan'ke touche oss men trøster seg med å late som de er pantomimer Claimer sk**s (?), det kreves mer enn at dritten rimer Hvor var du da Danny snekra tape på 24 timer? Hvem er du til å leke smart? Bare la meg og gutta lage tracks og drekke hardt Kona di blir enke snart Senke farten, neh, tro'kke det, for jeg er snart der Ferdig her og de legger ned blomster som på gravferd Det e'kke bare litt sh** Når alt det kule ved deg er døvere enn Hellen Keller og livet ditt er fiktivt Fet fantasi, bro, feitere enn Cee-Lo Damegamet ditt er er lik din wifey; min ho Dere ha'kke paid dues, en pack med gay dudes Vi spiller show for fem siffer og no Grey Goose [Vers 3: El Axel] If you're reigning on top, I reign in blood The floor below hell, never made love Blaze blunts as I pork a chick Bestiality p**n enthusiasts wouldn't support the sh** I'm 'posed to flip, you crossed off the grid Stallone in Cliffhanger; you lost your grip I was born for this, you´re already gone In Dannyboy hours; 24 The force is getting ready, they say we're over the hill Yeah, in the air doing 720 Switch Misty flips we're getting ready to land Tipsy, which is very necessary to add I'm looking for a secretary to bang k** p**y for the pet cemetary to have Mess with us, f** EQ! We encourage you to have s** with us [Vers 4: Danny] Kongen av metaforer, verbalt breial som en boler Knekker koder I hodet som jeg var en dekoder D, A, dobbel N, Y, verdt å legge spenn I Legger opp linjer som gjør en straight kar avhengig Jeg spytter gull, mann Så jeg vurderer og fikse meg en gulltann De sier ''Danny, han er helt vill'' Min stil er så dødelig at jeg cruiser I en likbil Laidback som en stressless Legger et vers; fet tekst Slenger ut tracks, null stress Hver eneste konsert får jeg mad cred Emcees står igjen som tomser For de føler seg rævkjørte som .. hysj Hyper opp imaget ditt for litt fame Men står igjen som Hallik Malik med no caine Stilen er universal Grunnen til at jeg signerte med Universal Rima mine de er rimelig brutal Får dine til å se som et lite rundt tall Spytter metaforer mer enn normalt Har verbalt større kjeft enn det Aylar har oralt Så du trodde jeg var done? Huh, skjønner Det betyr at også du dagdrømmer