Lootpack lyrics

Lootpack lyrics

"The Anthem lyrics"

Bad For Good lyrics
Well I changed my ways to please that woman But I could never be good enough Yeah, I gave up drinkin' and took up churchin' And for awhile it wasn't tough But barkeep I've made a decision after doing the best I could That for better or worse, I'm gonna be bad for good So bring on
Chorus:

If you're not flipping cuts like DJ Romes
Well then you're not representing with the LP
If you're not dropping tracks like Madlib
Well then you're not representing with the LP
Well if you're not kicking styles like Wild Child
When then you're not representing with the LP
But if you're not supporting hardcore hip hop
Well then you're not a real hip hop MC

[Wild Child]
If you're not in tune to this total bliss
Now a days a lot of rappers I like to diss
Cuz yo, all up in your songs you be talkin' bout your glocks (what?)
But then you change cuz you can't be the same around the clock
You 
Denk Aan Mij lyrics
Denk aan mij Waar het leven je ook brengt En voel je vrij Als je denkt dat het zo beter is Volg dan je hart, al doet 't pijn Ik zal er altijd voor je zijn Waar je ook denkt aan mij Keuzes zijn gemaakt Je nam ze ook voor mij Er is niets wat ons nu samen houdt Al die jaren waren zo ver
be actin' like a Amazon when the camera's on But when the camera's off, you be actin' soft Cuz you be in that mental state, thinking that ya great But everywhere around the gates people saying that ya fake Like dropping out of weight while you're trying to have your cake But ya jams ain't got no weight and many niggas won't debate (Hey, how we do?) we keep it hot like Benihana (word) With no drama, while you try to bite like a piranha I'll make you wanna... [Madlib] ...bounce, bounce when you come to see the Pack I'mma carbonate ya flow cuz yo' style be sounding flat Jack A.K.A. constructor of a rhyme on a track Conducted by
Abendbrot lyrics
Braungebrannte Arme brechen jeden Tag Das harte Brot der Wirklichkeit, als w?rs das letzte Mal Frisch geduschte Augen l?ffeln ohne Arg Aus Satellitensch?sseln das Leben ihrer Wahl Wohlgeformte M?nder saugen voller Lust Aus den Knochen der Erinnerung das Mark der Nostalgie Wandernde G
Madlib invade ya face like blah Bring it back as I rock it slow, with my lip socket lyrics, scratch as I rock a show with simultaneous functions we create Cuz we're the sure shot The flow got you all hypnotized but if you're not... (Chorus) [Wild Child] Yo, Wild Child straight rearranging on ya drums Ya niggas from the slums step up ya wanna hum As I take ya ass way back when blacks was like chilling (To late for that now) Why? (Brothers mad killing) Yo, I live in hip hop day to day because I feel it Can't understand wack MC's out there, they try and kill it I'll steal it, take it home, package it and seal it Bring it out
Parallelism lyrics
Floating vessel Searching through time Nothing left here So far behind Sacred pleasures Spend in my mind Broken vessel Wish you were mine Wish I could find I give to you You give to me The debt will fall for all in need A simple way For all to changeon a daily basis and fry it on a skillet Question: Will it, will it last forever? Can't compare it to the past...never! We're used to touch the mics, uplifting MC's on the rise Come with the abstract and then straight up vocalize [Madlib] Most people now a days talk about representing They strictly smoking Philly's, acting ill, getting bent and The ways of the industry's mad shady tinted (yeah) Most niggas tripping off the ill joints we invented (right) Whether you're in L.A., Texas or Trenton Alaska, Nebraska, Japan you have ta Know the difference from a fake MC to a real MC Before you play that Loot Pack CD (Chorus)