markis precise - 5 fingers of fresh lyrics
[produced by markis precise]
[intro: ras k-ss]
yeah, o.d.b
marlon brando from the sporty thieves
salute… markis precise… let’s get it
oh… oh… oh…
[verse 1: ras k-ss]
r-ssy never spit a wack bar, let alone a wack verse
shrimp versus shark, n-gg- guess who get attacked first
my jeans conceal the girth of my bratwurst
my jean grae conceal the gat, her name’s black purse
i eat your favorite rapper for a snack
excuse me, no table manners in fact worse
pack hertz like whack nerds
car stereo louder than black church
turnt up sound, won’t turn down
f-ck zimmerman, f-ck duck, f-ck stand your grand
and f-ck florida juries, only god can judge
walk with legs over my head, homie i’m the grudge
fake verse the real
graffitied on my living room wall just to build
reminder of universal law
like real men don’t drink from a straw, the stance is southpaw
[hook: ras k-ss]
name my pinky finger dilla, ring finger biggie
my middle finger 2pac, f-ck the world quickly
my index finger big l, my thumb big pun
so when i make a fist to write a rhyme, it gets done
it’s 5 fingers of death
it’s 5 fingers of fresh
salute my fallen comrades, it don’t stop
may real music live on, it’s real hip hop
[verse 2: ras k-ss]
e-s-r-e-v-e-r, engineering
i rose from the grave, started hearing
the newest rap songs but they kept disappearing
calendar went backwards, grown men turned to cheering
2000 to the 90s, 80s to the 70s
kool herc and afrika bambaataa, the bronx apparently the genesis
r-ssy hit the scene in ’93, left n-gg-s heads sticking up like stymie
why me, cause i’m student of the art form
fan first, lyrics b-ttery like the popcorn
and i stay on my street shit, i’m special like dark b-tches with pink nips
f-ck your bugatti, let’s battle for the pink slip
walk down in ’95 f-cking b-tches at the freaknic
dung beetles, most these n-gg-s eat shit
after i just spit it, left hand no gimmicks
[hook: ras k-ss]
name my pinky finger dilla, ring finger biggie
my middle finger 2pac, f-ck the world quickly
my index finger big l, my thumb big pun
so when i make a fist to write a rhyme, it gets done
it’s 5 fingers of death
it’s 5 fingers of fresh
salute my fallen comrades, it don’t stop
may real music live on, it’s real hip hop
name my pinky finger dilla, ring finger biggie
my middle finger 2pac, f-ck the world quickly
my index finger big l, my thumb big pun
so when i make a fist to write a rhyme, it gets done
it’s 5 fingers of death
it’s 5 fingers of fresh
salute my fallen comrades, it don’t stop
may real music live on, it’s real hip hop
[post-hook: scratching]
the r-a-s
microphone fiend
can’t n-body stop me
the waterproof emcee
real, i’m only being real
the r-a-s
now welcome to the terrordome
remember the name, ras k-ss
i just stay hip-hop
[hook: ras k-ss]
name my pinky finger dilla, ring finger biggie
my middle finger 2pac, f-ck the world quickly
my index finger big l, my thumb big pun
so when i make a fist to write a rhyme, it gets done
it’s 5 fingers of death
it’s 5 fingers of fresh
salute my fallen comrades, it don’t stop
may real music live on, it’s real hip hop
[outro]
yeah, r.i.p. heavy d, eazy-e, pimp c
jam master jay, mca, mac dre
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