[Audio] Crooked I - Say hi to the bad guy (snippets)

För er som ännu inte sett, Crooked I acapella @ SOB. Gamla verser, men fortfarande sjukt fett. 8:32 och framåt, riktigt bra!

En låt har ni här, Crooked I - Fantastic Four

"When they need to act like animalactivists and save the bull"

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Fan jag vill ha!

kung är han

Han som har albumet ska sälja den på ebay för 1300 dollar sägs det, imorgon. Hoppas någon köper den, eller att flera går ihop och köper skivan, och läcker ut den:D

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ja, vill fan ha dom låtarna mer än nåt annat nuu

Lyrical slaughter!



Yo, you fuckin with a blade runner
Crooked's a straight gunner
I can freestyle for 8 summers, I'm the 8th wonder
White tee's, 38's under
My bad weather pistol strike like lightning and make thunder
When I wet ya, I betcha get a stretcher when I catch ya
Digest the bullet, my pleasure, high measures
Shots diggin in ya chest, tryin to find treasure
Find me in the city spelled with 9 combined letters
L.O.N.G.B.E.A.C.H.
We ain't jokin' nigga, we squeezin' them 3-8's (Long Beach)
Each day that passes I'm breathenin' poisonous gases
Spittin straight acid, infectin' the greater masses
Takin' names after kickin' asses, I trashes
Brass knuckles to your stunna glasses like Cassius
King of the cheddar talk, sever whoever with the Desert Hawk
Leave predators dead, I'm forever Boss
When I set it off, You lesbian thespian best be pedestrians
That means you pussy actors better walk
Funeral service, time to buy some flowers
I know you wish you could rewind time some hours
Change your mind and cower
Instead of gettin' sniped by the rifle tower
Right, you rivals get your life devoured
When I ignite the Howard, Sir, Yes Sir
On my Rise to power, campaigning like Eisenhower
Coming off like a young Darryl McDaniels
Coming off five times a day like arabic sandals
Rich Ghetto American vandals
My necklace on fire
And it light up the room (like) I'm wearin some candles
Whoever's hot I'm gonna scorch ya
You boys are out of order but can not afford ?
Of course
se I'm a carnivore, I'm the Art of War enforcer
You Brontosaurus slow, to catch me you gotta floor a Porsche
I'm light years from fishing for ideas
I'm itchin' to find peers
I'm switching my minds gears
Dimensions of my fears
All involved fear of what I do to you niggas
Ya Henchman is right here
I got the future visions
I ain't usin' you for ?
I give em the truth and then the youth to listen
We can make money in our sleep
Like kids when they tooths is missin'
All you do is join the new comission
No Paul Castellano, No Sammy Gravano just friends of C.O.B.
The only family that I know
Give us money and power
Give the Grammy's to Bono
Give us love and respect, address me as Intriago
The one who treats the booth like a Synagogue
A DEMAGOG, while y'all get ya Babel on, like my nigga Nimrod
I get my Grand Hustle on, like I'm in the Pimp Squad
And I keep it West, like the leader of the Lench Mob
Lyrical Assassin, the best in the West
Sleep on that and get your eye lids stretched to your chest
B.O. S nigga S, burnin' down the compound like I'm KORESH (David Koresh) the flesh
Hahaha, Yes!

finns inte en rappare där ute som är bättre än Crooked I, fuck no

GZARZA, kan inget annat än instämma, han är så jävla grym!

Jag ska posta fler låtar med texter som visar hur sjukt duktig han är.

Crooked I börjar rappa vid 3:20



You fellas got this Acapella dropper confused
I chop you with the same velocity
Propellers on helicopters’ll use
Undercovers never stoppin’ my moves
Check his posture, his speech hella proper
I smell a copper my dude (pig)
Through telescopic optical views I spot ya
Then pop ya balloon
You fuck like a cock in a womb
I’m operatin’ under the moniker Doctor a doom
Inaugurated top goon by the Dodger platoons
Feel me, you soon to see lunacy soon as rifles fire
I go psycho, stupid like Goliath, dude is Michael Myers
When I’m holdin’ a gun
Unload it till I’m the only one like a unicycle tire
Rider, get your ass brapped if you hard
Face clapped past Captain Picard
Yeah, I got them straps in your yard
That brap make you dance with the stars
Give a damn who you are
Dude I blam you to Mars
Plug ‘em like brand new guitars
Caps shedder tattoos and crack dude apart
Yes y’all, I’m the B.O. double S y’all
Of the whole West y’all, yes y’all
Let’s brawl, let’s crawl
Kevlar vest your best car
Shit I pack crack your chest war
My mind’s a metaphorical oracle
When I’m recordin’ it opens a door to a portal
That makes it explore able for mortals
The journey is historical
To all the corridors of my inner course
Where war is adorable, you feel me
Where being not hot is unaffordable, you feel me
When you find out them other niggas horrible

sitter o lyssnar igenom olika mixtapes med han just nu :)

Här flowar han som aldrig förr:D

C.O.B!