16 Bars of Death Lyrics
| Song | 16 Bars of Death |
| Artist | Planet Asia |
| Album | The Grand Opening |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Green, Roberts | |
| What the fuck? Yeah! | |
| Yo y'all niggaz get'cha rhymes up | |
| I'm sick of this shit, get your bars up niggaz | |
| Sixteen bars of death my niggaz | |
| Ay Planet, let's go, c'mon! | |
| [Planet Asia] | |
| All it takes is sixteen bars of death | |
| Rain hail snow, I make the clouds drip to get you wet | |
| And that's a bar no matter East to West | |
| Don't get this rap shit twisted, I'ma star that'll meet your threats | |
| And we can bet, cause if I go deep in death | |
| Then it's a rap, face it, you could never beat the best man | |
| And even as a little kid - niggaz knew I had it in me | |
| Cause the way I used to spit at the assemblies | |
| And unless you remember me from now on | |
| Everytime I spit then it's a special delivery | |
| My world is of ability, women give neck willingly | |
| Niggaz respect me lyrically - my, city is feelin me | |
| From the inner to the optic jewels | |
| From the beginnin to the endin I am not to lose | |
| I'm not the fool, spit 'til no bars is left | |
| And all y'all teams can feel my sixteen bars of death | |
| [Chorus: Planet Asia] | |
| Sixteen bars of death | |
| Rap monster on cassette, never runnin out of breath | |
| Yes, sixteen bars of death | |
| And when I spit I spit bars 'til it ain't none left | |
| [x4] | |
| Get your bars up (yeah) get your bars up (yeah) | |
| [Planet Asia] | |
| In the apartment, the artist get it started for hours | |
| Heartless, like the department of the water and power | |
| Yeah - fuck your hot showers, and while you watchin the fight | |
| I cut your cable just to show who really got power | |
| Now I'm, minutes from ass-kickin sessions | |
| Asswipe, we tax niggaz like Pacific Gas & Electric | |
| Bar spitter, {?} cigar splitter, tar getters | |
| Hard-hitter hater niggaz wanna war with us | |
| But get your bars up, cause niggaz know about me | |
| And they know about my squad, so as far as us | |
| I ain't got to answer the shit, so if you see me in the club | |
| Keep your mouth closed and dance with a bitch | |
| Cause I'm bout to be the hood philanthrophist; get down or lay down | |
| And how I got up in the spot wasn't an accident | |
| Just love blood tears and sweat, and large respect | |
| And sixteen bars of death, yeah | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [ad libbed outro by Asia's hype man] |
| zuo qu : Green, Roberts | |
| What the fuck? Yeah! | |
| Yo y' all niggaz get' cha rhymes up | |
| I' m sick of this shit, get your bars up niggaz | |
| Sixteen bars of death my niggaz | |
| Ay Planet, let' s go, c' mon! | |
| Planet Asia | |
| All it takes is sixteen bars of death | |
| Rain hail snow, I make the clouds drip to get you wet | |
| And that' s a bar no matter East to West | |
| Don' t get this rap shit twisted, I' ma star that' ll meet your threats | |
| And we can bet, cause if I go deep in death | |
| Then it' s a rap, face it, you could never beat the best man | |
| And even as a little kid niggaz knew I had it in me | |
| Cause the way I used to spit at the assemblies | |
| And unless you remember me from now on | |
| Everytime I spit then it' s a special delivery | |
| My world is of ability, women give neck willingly | |
| Niggaz respect me lyrically my, city is feelin me | |
| From the inner to the optic jewels | |
| From the beginnin to the endin I am not to lose | |
| I' m not the fool, spit ' til no bars is left | |
| And all y' all teams can feel my sixteen bars of death | |
| Chorus: Planet Asia | |
| Sixteen bars of death | |
| Rap monster on cassette, never runnin out of breath | |
| Yes, sixteen bars of death | |
| And when I spit I spit bars ' til it ain' t none left | |
| x4 | |
| Get your bars up yeah get your bars up yeah | |
| Planet Asia | |
| In the apartment, the artist get it started for hours | |
| Heartless, like the department of the water and power | |
| Yeah fuck your hot showers, and while you watchin the fight | |
| I cut your cable just to show who really got power | |
| Now I' m, minutes from asskickin sessions | |
| Asswipe, we tax niggaz like Pacific Gas Electric | |
| Bar spitter, ? cigar splitter, tar getters | |
| Hardhitter hater niggaz wanna war with us | |
| But get your bars up, cause niggaz know about me | |
| And they know about my squad, so as far as us | |
| I ain' t got to answer the shit, so if you see me in the club | |
| Keep your mouth closed and dance with a bitch | |
| Cause I' m bout to be the hood philanthrophist get down or lay down | |
| And how I got up in the spot wasn' t an accident | |
| Just love blood tears and sweat, and large respect | |
| And sixteen bars of death, yeah | |
| Chorus | |
| ad libbed outro by Asia' s hype man |
| zuò qǔ : Green, Roberts | |
| What the fuck? Yeah! | |
| Yo y' all niggaz get' cha rhymes up | |
| I' m sick of this shit, get your bars up niggaz | |
| Sixteen bars of death my niggaz | |
| Ay Planet, let' s go, c' mon! | |
| Planet Asia | |
| All it takes is sixteen bars of death | |
| Rain hail snow, I make the clouds drip to get you wet | |
| And that' s a bar no matter East to West | |
| Don' t get this rap shit twisted, I' ma star that' ll meet your threats | |
| And we can bet, cause if I go deep in death | |
| Then it' s a rap, face it, you could never beat the best man | |
| And even as a little kid niggaz knew I had it in me | |
| Cause the way I used to spit at the assemblies | |
| And unless you remember me from now on | |
| Everytime I spit then it' s a special delivery | |
| My world is of ability, women give neck willingly | |
| Niggaz respect me lyrically my, city is feelin me | |
| From the inner to the optic jewels | |
| From the beginnin to the endin I am not to lose | |
| I' m not the fool, spit ' til no bars is left | |
| And all y' all teams can feel my sixteen bars of death | |
| Chorus: Planet Asia | |
| Sixteen bars of death | |
| Rap monster on cassette, never runnin out of breath | |
| Yes, sixteen bars of death | |
| And when I spit I spit bars ' til it ain' t none left | |
| x4 | |
| Get your bars up yeah get your bars up yeah | |
| Planet Asia | |
| In the apartment, the artist get it started for hours | |
| Heartless, like the department of the water and power | |
| Yeah fuck your hot showers, and while you watchin the fight | |
| I cut your cable just to show who really got power | |
| Now I' m, minutes from asskickin sessions | |
| Asswipe, we tax niggaz like Pacific Gas Electric | |
| Bar spitter, ? cigar splitter, tar getters | |
| Hardhitter hater niggaz wanna war with us | |
| But get your bars up, cause niggaz know about me | |
| And they know about my squad, so as far as us | |
| I ain' t got to answer the shit, so if you see me in the club | |
| Keep your mouth closed and dance with a bitch | |
| Cause I' m bout to be the hood philanthrophist get down or lay down | |
| And how I got up in the spot wasn' t an accident | |
| Just love blood tears and sweat, and large respect | |
| And sixteen bars of death, yeah | |
| Chorus | |
| ad libbed outro by Asia' s hype man |
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