دانلود آهنگ Blackout از Method Man & Redman

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(feat. Redman)[Redman]Its Funk DocWhere da weed at, bitch?!I speed back wist, down to one-way from cops See thas shit?! Believe thas shit!Slaughter straight to camcorder, Im too hot for t.v.Backdraw water, my windpipes attached toProject-ballersYou yell: "Turn the heat down!"My voice, divi-di-round-sound, some heard round townAnd chances are yall leavin, round nowWait later, will make Funk page paper Date Raper with juveline 8th GradersHit the High School at 187 CaesarWhen I bust yall need to back 4 acresDoc yall and thats my man JabberJawThe shitlist ready, who next to scratch off?Im from the underground, my soundlib Platform shoes to bitches, 400 pounds![Chorus:][Meth & Red]GET UP, STAND UP, BACK UP, PUSH UPJUMP UP, ACT UP TO MAKE YOU FEEL IT!Brrrrr...STICK EM, HA-HAHA STICK EMBrrrrr...STICK EM, HA-HAHA STICK EMYo BLACKOUT, SHOOT OUT, SMOKED OUT MOVE OUT, EVEN KNOCK YA TOOTH OUT, TO MAKE YALL FEEL IT!Brrrrr...STICK EM, HA-HAHA STICK EMBrrrrr...STICK EM, HA-HAHA STICK EM[Meth]Now Im the streettalkin, dogwalkinApproach me with extreme caution, OH NOW YOU FORCIN?My hand that rock yo cradle often Im hot-scorchin, but stone cold like Steve AustinIf you smell what Tical cookin,aint tryin to see central bookinSo til ya gon stop lookin, know what you did lastsummer?So I started hookin, you past shookinOffer open can of ass-whoopin?Aint no tomorrows in the Methods Little Shop OfHorrorsGo ask your father who the father from the (Park)Hillto (Mariners)Harbor You know tha saga, marijuana blunts and GoldschlagerWith deadly medley, yall aint ready for Shakwon andReggieDont even bother, to radio for back-up Alright then, ya man got slapped up extorted for hisicinStreetlife is triflin *Body over here...! Nigga pull a Tyson and bite a nigga earPrecisin, slicin juggerless the cut-crewRuggeder, Predator, Viking, exceteraPeoples champ, niggaz be takin off competetorsReachin for the microphone, relax and light a boneStraight from the CatacombsThe Children Of The Corn, that dont got a cluePrepare for desert storm![Chorus]I scored 1.1 on my SATAnd still push a whip with a right and left ACGorilla, Big Dog, if my name get calledIm behind the brickwall with arsenic JarsSpit poison, got a gun permit drawGundown at Sundown you keep score!This training-course and yall aint fitOn my crew-tombstone put We All Aint Shit[Meth]Yo, all you gonna be, wanna be When will you learn? Wanna be Doc and Meth? Gotta wait ya turnI spit a .41 Revolver on New Years EveWith the mic in my hand I mutilate m.c.sThe most slept on since Rip Van WinkMy shit stink with every element from A to ZincSo what you think? Im a blackout on just one drink?You must be crazy! A little off the wall maybeGo get a shrink...[Chorus][ Blackout Lyrics ]

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