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He’s coming

Публикувано в джубокс by Eneya на септември 24th, 2007

Nana - Darkman

Darkman is back. Hes comin for right. Have no fear, theres no fear

Chorus:
Hes comin, hes comin, hes here have no fear
stay by his side and hell take you for a ride
Hes comin, hes comin, hes here have no fear
Darkman is back, Nana is here

Rap1(NANA):
BOOYA, thats the name of the gang,
me and my boyz all day we hang
representin the fattest shit that you you ever heard
One for the money and two for the girls,
Ladies, let me see your G-sting drop
Time for some action and you know we dont flop til the top
This is how we do everyday,
knockin out niggas in the face like casius play
Baby, baby, what can we do?
Lets go for a ride with me and my crew
Unstoppable, Inflammable, Sensational, International
High class quality, the best you can get,
you wanna step, you better check the Internet
Apply while standing in the line,
BOOYA, in the house to blow your mind

Chorus

Rap2(NANA):
Stop, look and listen, let me introduce:
Toni Cottura, my homeboy got juice like Bruce Lee
the master of Kung Fu, flashback in your dreams, another DeJa Vou
Boom, when he comes thru the door,
no doubt about the fact that you want some more
true love and respect we have for one another,
startin off for a sec, its The Darkman Nana

Rap3: (Toni C)
Yo, Nana, I got your back like no other,
thrust love respect for another who aint Booya gonna suffer,
Toni Cottura, dying would I for ya,
My family is Booya like Daisy is my flower.
Bülo made it yes! Jan and June gonna creep to the top soon
Nana hmm you fucked your enemies,
mad propps and love gives you Booya Family.

Chorus

Dont you have no fear, Nana is here

Rap4 (Ski):
Strech bend the nextas, New York to Texas,
niggers quit, the check is:Booya! we wreckstas
Ha! The Ill Nana, back to bring the drama,
mmm worse then my moma, Ski the dam-da-da
Mister Godfather raise up, why even bother, mmm,
you know we make you wanna Hala hard!
Spotsre getting blown, Nana he keeps it on,
Booyas up in the house; 5000 n were gone!

Rap5 (NANA):
And I am back, picture me where I am at,
Arnold Schwarzenegger style Ill break you back
and your neck, believe me; Ive been thru a lot of shit,
be happy that you could afford to miss
Understand, I am just a young black man
with a mic in my hand from New York to Japan
I pray everyday to the bible and koran,
dear Lord: Im the witness and more than a fan
Now, me, my nigga T.C., Bow Down when we come to your town,
dont stand arround
Blaw Blaw, how you like me now,
Nana means king with a funky ass crown
Ciao Ciao, Bye Tschüb Aufwiedersehen,
Italien-Jew-German style mixed with african
Taken over control before you realized,
BOOYA til the day that I Die!

Chorus x 2

Stay by his side and hell take you for a ride,
hes comin, hes comin, hes here, have no fear
Nana is here, dont have no fear
Darkman is back, Darkman is back
hes comin, hes comin, hes here, have no fear

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  1. vlad said, on септември 26th, 2007 at 6:24 am

    А мен това ме зареждам; здравата:

    Greetings, earthlings
    We have now taken over your radioooo…..

    (b-real)

    Goin’ straight through the hole
    You ain’t got no game
    I’m breakin’ ya out the frame
    Coming through like a train
    Looking to take over the world is my goal
    With my unstoppable crew takin’ all control
    You can’t get none of this, we’re runnin’ this
    Well taker, earth shaker, 3 point gunnin’ this
    Get out the lane, I’m comin’ through
    And if you don’t wanna move then I’m comin’ right through you

    (coolio)

    It’s like inch by inch and step by step
    I’m closing in on your position and destruction is my mission
    Though eight is not enough, your whole squad better duck
    It’s like switch when I bust
    Now you’re whole crew is dust
    Comin’ through my area, i’ma have to bury ya
    The real scream team on your scream scene
    It’s like showdown on the range
    Go tell me who wanna tangle with the
    Ghetto witch-doctor neighborhood superhero?

    (b-real)
    We want it all (want it all!)
    Unstoppable, we run the floor (run the floor!)
    You can’t take none of this hardcore (hardcore!)
    In the game we take you to war (war!)
    You ain’t seen nothin’ like this before
    All)
    If I hit ‘em high, hit ‘em high, hit ‘em high
    And you hit ‘em low, hit ‘em low, hit ‘em low
    If I hit ‘em high, hit ‘em high, hit ‘em high
    And you hit ‘em low, hit ‘em low, hit ‘em low

    (method man)

    Insane like a runaway train I’m in your lane
    Like it’s only 3 seconds to score to win the game
    Came to bring the ultimate pain upon the brain
    Untamed, you won’t like it when I change
    And you are type strange
    Make room, manaical monster in the game
    And I got my eye on you
    Deadshot aim, as free throws keep comin’ down like rain
    You feelin’ me, I’m feelin’ you
    The monstar again, I’m tellin’ you
    Pass me the rock, now I’m headed to the basket
    Get up out my way is what you better do
    My tactics is unsportsmanlike conduct
    You better ask it
    Don’t get no better than this, you catch my drift?
    You get stripped by ballhandlers ruled by swackhammer
    Danger, you’re dealin’ with offical hoop-bangers
    With hang time like a coat hanger
    Jump, with thunderous 360-degree type dunks
    What up doc? the monstar funk

    (ll cool j)

    Lightning strikes and the court lights get dim
    Supreme competition is about to begin
    Above the rim, finessin’ and moves is animated
    Once I get to ballin’, I can’t be deflated
    I’m rugged raw, my monstars is gettin’ money
    When clicks get to buggin’, I’m snatchin’ up their bunnies (uhh!)
    Every step I take shakes the ground
    I’ll make you break your ankles, son, shakes you down
    This is my planet, I’m bout business
    The best that ever done it, can I get a witness? (uhhh!)
    Cumulus clouds bring darkness up above
    You in it for the money?
    Or in it for the love, m.j.?
    23 ways to make a pay
    Loungin’ in the mothership back around my way (uhh!)
    I’m 28 light years old
    If the refs get political, dribble like bob dole
    Am I gettin’ lyrical?
    Daddy, I think so
    Monstar droppin’ flavor fluid so drink slow

    (busta rhymes)

    Yo, God bless!!
    Pick up your chest
    Here’s an example of how I can stress your full court press
    With finesse, I bench-press your stress whenever you test
    We’re speed ballin’, on the fastbreak just like the pony express
    I’m gonna mingle in your face and take the lid off
    Just use your head and forfeit the game
    You and your team just need to back off!!
    Get off my block, gimmie the ball, I said it’s my rock!!
    I’m startin’ a line-up by gettin’ y’all to bring the livestock
    Throw all your money in the pot
    And make sure you bet all your money on my bank shot
    When we come right through tell me what you really gonna do?
    We’ll leave your team name in shame and take your talent from you
    While you abandon your ship, we take your championship
    With nothing left for you to see except the instant replay clip
    Money spending, goal tending, stay-bending teams like crash cars
    Who do they be?
    They be the monstars!!!!!!

    …и днес, пак така =)

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