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• Artiste: Murs & Fashawn
• Titre: Slash Gordan
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[Verse 1:] [Fashawn:] You niggas sick, but it's not the measles I'm slangin' hard rock nigga, flock of seagulls [Murs:] When this shit drop it's gonna shock the people Like Barack hit the block lettin' off the Eagle [Fashawn:] I even had that white boy, Ben Stiller Chinese minx, call her chinchilla [Murs:] When you drop that shit, niggas didn't feel ya' That whack shit didn't phase me, but it did kill ya' [Fashawn:] Swear to God I never needed a rap manual All I needed was some Mary Jane and some Jack Daniels [Murs:] On my Mama, I always been a rap vandal Smack a whack nigga to death with an axe handle [Fashawn:] While you sittin' around lollygaggin' I'm rollin' chronic out the bag - put the molly shag in [Murs:] Man these niggas out here hardly rappin' I come through and bless the mic In a godly fashion [Fashawn:] So, necessary that you respect a Don Especially if he's on another echelon [Murs:] I come through, with nothing but the freshest on Wear it once and then it's trash, like a Ke$ha song [Fashawn:] Yeah! Not an Ave you never catch us on You niggas is cosmetic as Revlon [Murs:] I was the broke kid that never had a Megatron Stole it from the rich kids, that's why we couldn't get along [Interlude] [Murs:] Look, Fash, nigga [Fashawn:] Whaddup Murs? [Murs:] You been leading of this whole hit man, you started the whole shit But now I'm gonna go first [Fashawn:] Aight, well do you thing homie Go in [Verse 2:] [Murs:] West Coast originator, never been an imitator Full-blown, acetone microphone disintegrator [Fashawn:] Uh, I get ignorant in the midst of danger Inventive, considered the innovator [Murs:] Where I'm, from we don't screw and chop shit They come through wearin' red and blue where we pop clips [Fashawn:] Uh, and I be higher than a cockpit Let the chop spit hollow tips out his top lip [Murs:] This is the sound of an underground renegade Who wears a crown and isn't down to catch any fade [Fashawn:] Bwah, you ain't ballin' go get a bit of change Smooth criminal, hit a nigga through his window pane [Murs:] And I was put here to put fear in suss niggas Nobody shook here, we don't give a fuck, nigga [Fashawn:] Yeah! Drug dealers, slup peelers Mention it to my mug nigga, fuck Twitter [Murs:] Gangbangers, thug niggas, nerds to the geeks All respect the way I put these words to the beat [Fashawn:] In other words he's a beast every verse he completes Bad bitches, actresses, even birds give him beak [Murs:] And the music that we make help the kids in the ghetto grow Fightin' for they're freedoms so they keep up out the federal [Fashawn:] Uh, the name's embedded somebody let 'em know Always stay perpetual flow, so I forever glow [Murs:] Fashawnin' on these niggas, straight up out the FC Catch me with the baddest bitch burnin' up the best trees [Fashawn:] Or probably on some jet-skis, I hustle collect cheese Last time you saw a check was on your S-B's [Murs:] Yeah! Respect over everything Murs and Fashawn, bet you've never seen a better team