Showing posts with label Termanology. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Termanology. Show all posts

Tuesday, 15 November 2011

Termanology - Hard Work Pays Off Ft. Ea$y Money Lyrics


Termanology - Hard Work Pays Off Ft. Ea$y Money Lyrics:
The year was 1999, where 2 young men at rocking term found…
Who you all know now as the world’s famous…

I remember when they said you won’t make it
Now I’m getting mine you can’t take it away
So that you see that all my hard work is paying off
If I see them now what would they have to say?
What would say now?

I started out rapping right around 9 years old
55 … street, dice they rolldI kick a freestyle
While they like they bones, og’s used to tell me that they like my tone
I used to zone out, back when life was cold
Around the time that my mom played my father’s role
And cars I drove, moved every year, new schools
Wishing for new shoes, never mind …
Started to rap truth, me and my cousins,
Shopping my little demos, rocking them instrumental
Hooked up with style, they started out 3d
A couple years later, we started …
Man, how they handle…when they heard that in term
Just teenagers out rhyming veterans
Got a little rapping to be, how we torn down shows
And we was only like 18, finally I did a track with …
All the sudden magazines like how I speak, showing off, we coming up
82 now we blowing up, it’s static on it’s way too
… and all the hate I received from the local cats
You can give me that but you can’t take it back
It’s show off, … homie, we run it
I know it’s hard to stomach on the rear

I remember when they said you won’t make it
Now I’m getting mine you can’t take it away
So that you see that all my hard work is paying off
If I see them now what would they have to say?
What would say now?

It’s st, nah, say it loud my brother…
Man I’m so proud of my brother,
Remember way back when you said your flow was whack
Now you did been around the globe and back
Same cats trying to hold you back
Will see you on the streets now like yo your flow is crack
Started out them 2 kids from streets
Now you doing the thing, I gotta admit it’s bitter sweet
But we more than a group, we a family,
So Eddie don’t stay… for Danny
And fuck rap homie, we go back
Almost died when I heard you got a primo track
And I learned the hard way the street shit will get you nowhere
Gotta put in that work if you gonna go there
And now you opening them doors for me little brother
Let’s put it on so they all can see, come on

I remember when they said you won’t make it
Now I’m getting mine you can’t take it away
So that you see that all my hard work is paying off
If I see them now what would they have to say?
What would say now?
I remember when they said you won’t make it
Now I’m getting mine you can’t take it away
So that you see that all my hard work is paying off
If I see them now what would they have to say?
What would say now?

Thursday, 25 August 2011

Termanology - I'm The King Lyrics, Video

Official Video for Termanology's "I'm The King" off 'Cameo King II'. Shot in Location in Lawrence, MA aka Lawtown. Produced by Produceher Beats, Directed by James Curtis for Gorilla Flix, Co-Directed by Myster DL.
Termanology - I'm The King Lyrics:
chorus: (x2) 
i’m the king, in this 978 shit 
i got the crown, man, can’t nobody say shit 
can’t take nothing away from the way i from the way i shine 
i take the name... to make the worldwide. 

i’m a big deal, kinda like a big deal, 
i’m eating good, you boys eating kiss meals! 
got a big deal, bigger than these kids deals, 
cause they ain’t got a deal, now i know how big feel! 
more money, more problems, i had to learn to hate, 
staring at my face ‘till they fuck and suffocate. 
you boys fuck away, maybe you should stick to death 
cause you were chicks of the rap, i’mma call you the brat! 
i’ve been falling back, but i gotta let ‘em know 
i’ve been in every magazine you can buy in a store. 
why you’re eyeing me for, gossip and lying me for? 
trying to get .. play my role in this city, 
be down, fuck your mighty thrones, 
don’t you know what i’ll be on? 
i’m slaying ringtones and that’s the body .... 
used to parley.. so we wouldn’t get along 
...just hating on me, they just wanna... 

chorus: (x2) 
i’m the king, in this 978 shit 
i got the crown, man, can’t nobody say shit 
can’t take nothing away from the way i from the way i shine 
i take the name... to make the worldwide. 

i got a lot of haters and made ... 
and if it’s hard haters, guess it’s for such... 
..hanging on the wall! 
guess who’s in the mall? summer, spring, winter, fall 
don’t let it be, mine check, let’s get involved! 
yeah, i read ‘em all, rolled ‘em all, spit ‘em all 
been to more countries than the rest, stores in the mall! 
as a matter of fact, let’s hit the mall! 
show me where your cd at 
..terminology bitch, go see the wreck! 
kick the way my feet is at... 
yeah i know your team can rap, but i get paid to do mine! 
that’s the way that is the.. get the sign 
eight years.. spending mine 
so you wanna kill me? 
mother fucker get in line! 
that’s the way, let me diamond get ... 

chorus: (x2) 
i’m the king, in this 978 shit 
i got the crown, man, can’t nobody say shit 
can’t take nothing away from the way i from the way i shine 
i take the name... to make the worldwide.

Saturday, 9 July 2011

Wu-Tang Clan - Meteor Hammer Lyrics (Ft. Ghostface Killah , Action Bronson & Termanology)


Wu-Tang Clan - Meteor Hammer Lyrics (Ft. Ghostface Killah, Action Bronson &Termanology):

[Ghostface Killah]
I don’t touch that swine
I want that unnecessary beef
You smoke garbage buds
We smoke tons of keef
Fishing, looking for that big-mouth bass
And flashing, jack your whole stash
In fashion, keep my goons lined
In an orderly fashion
It’s glossy with 500 horsies in the Benz
Tinted out to spend the night
You ain’t got angel funds is low, stack
Your bitch been ho-jacked
Still scoop her up, bring her home
And blow that, cause Ghost be mostly
Looking pretty toasty
Front row at Mayweather vs. Mosley
With a Bin Laden bottle
A Brazillian model
Got the paparazzi jumping
Like they hit the Lotto
Party hard, like I”m fresh
Out of the cages
I rages like Charlie Sheen, I’m vacant

[Verse 2]
You drop your pants at your ankles
At the urinal at a ballgame
I’m on the stool getting brain
From a tall dame, cause I’m 5’8”
Shorty like 6’2”
Feed her coke, locked jaw
Like a pitbull. I was born to rep
You f-cking with a hornet’s nest
Old shooters in the corner like ?
Young boys that be handling the rock
Chris Paul dish off, hammer in the sock
Gold flakes in the Gold Schlager
The ammo green XJ12, you know the old Jaguar
Got the burch wood lacing the interior
Poppy bagels getting flavored out in Syria
Only the Fonz, best laced plates
Cheese that reach maturity, dick sucks from Shannon Doherty
Take your temperature anally and orally
Make a batch of home drizzle royally with oil

[Verse 3 - Termanology]
Hopping out the Rolly Royce
Rolls Gold nouveau
Diamond-studded shoes, so
Flyest nigga you know
Puerto Rican version of Scarface
F-ck with the God’s say
Disrespect, piss in your broad’s face
Chains stay chunky like Oprah’s belly
Got the purple and the brown:
Peanut butter and jelly
When I step up in the spot with the rock
You’ll see the popular pop rappers
Go in their pocket and pull out their wallet
When I click-clack, now get up on the ground
Cause I Onyx, Pete Rock, Chuck D shut em down
You know Term, I’m the kid with the ‘preme beats
Butter Pecan J Lo, kid with the mean cheeks
Boobies on my gold fronts, iced out note book
Making volcanos in the kitchen when the coke cook
I rode around with all kinds of thugs
High on drugs, pissing out tiger blood

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