My Album, "The one they call AfterDeath -Unknown Soldier coming soon"
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #13,813
Peak in subgenre #7,506
Author
AfterDeath
Uploaded
November 21, 2003
Track Files
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MP3 4.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
I didnt like how i just upped and finished the last without showin none of my skillzzz... but dis shit is fiya!
Lyrics
I Gotta Keep On Rhymin
(first single)
by: The One They Call AfterDeath
::Media Clip:: Samuel l. Jackson
AfterDeath:: These lyrics disturb the sprits beneath us¤ i conceit the retreat as the heat defeats us/ Conceive though relieve as these shadows leek dust *compete thust* though these battles deceive trust//
Mist of hits~ twist fought, blitz dis fight¤ fists cleft through this dis..shots hiss through light/ These Rhymes boxin' then might hold the Glock to Lox lips...and Jada ::¤gun cocks {and fires x2}:.. Kiss good nite!//
Like the plumbers tools on his belt...i bring the guns to work/ its known that men dont cry... but these guns will hurt//
These slugs will insert ya mind/ *Defendin* sendin like a bent verse incursed in times of signs//
::Media Clip with Samuel l. Jackson::..
::Words given by Legend::
AfterDeath::. haha... But man i gotta keep on rhymin, i gotta keep on movin//
chorus:: these comments comin to me man, with these bullets cuttin through me man/ held at gun point is kinda soothing...but i gotta keep on rhymin i gotta keep on movin//
These comments comin to me man, these bullets cuttin through me man/ but the nines heat aint coolin... but i gotta keep on rhymin i gotta keep on movin//
AfterDeath:: The nine will send you to your funeral, but i'll send a card~ I'm dominating France similar to Napoleon Bonipard/ but man my money stack so tall... it looks like my pockets is on hard!//
Call me tyrese, I'm just 2 fast 2 furious¤ drew past da blast of brute task dat mute imperious/ these nukes last, disputes drag until delirious... i got anger runnin through my vains kuz i'm sooo oooo serious//
Its Surgery in the critical state of vapor *razors infiltrated your face in labor*/ Your hoe calls me Skywalker the way my light beam will saber(SAVE HER)//
Al Pachino media clip from any given sunday::
AfterDeath speaks:: haha..Its either killed or be killed but i gotta keep on rhymin i gotta keep on movin...
Chorus:: Its finally comin to me man like a knife goin through me man/
its finallly comin to me that i gotta keep on rhymin i gotta keep on movin!/
AfterDeath speaks:: shit thats all there is to it... just keep on rhymin just keep on movin, dont let no motherfucka stand in your way from doin what you gotta do.. ya know?
AfterDeath:: It is not ova!_ I knock ya city tracks like a rollercoasta/ block ya silly acts overflow and roasta~ da glock is to far away... hold it closa! But ya bitch is feinin of my dick like i overdosed her//
my last shots hit ya head so ur prompt when sober- stompted change da font i got avant in da folder- its seems like somthins colder wit da ice on my sholders but i got these hoes flyin in the air like the compten clovers//
do i got cops on my block?...nigga i bend missils- a fist full of bristle ta ressurect the twin pistols//
I'm Blazin fith- regaugin myth i'll bring the heat out da suit like agent smith//
Its to many hata's on the block..so hide the rocks then!/ its time ta get ta work so cock da glock and clock in//
AfterDeath will drop the tops~ rob da cops so hope in/ i aint known to block the chops, just knock ya pops boxin//
nice platnium... i'm blingin urs kuz i'm bored with these things...swingin swords on my own accord like lord of the rings//
It doesnt take da big truck to carry the epic load/ the stories over, i killed kenny so see u next epidsode//
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