Elemental Choppers 5 by Echo (956) Lyrics
[Verse 1: Anonymous-G]
[Verse 2: Mythical]
[Verse 3: ETR]
Dur şimdi, kur kinci
Packin n backin diyerek teklemeyi denediğin beni görünce kesilen sözleri vur şimdi
Sesim ile kesilin ama ezilin tez bir vakit geliniz ve önümde eğiliniz
Devrilin bir evril sen kelimelerini veremedin genede bir
Halt olamadın sona varamadan alamadan kaç sen kendini
Kurtar, duramayacaksın- ız alayınız ile kapışacağım ben ölene dek
Pek bekletmeden gelecek tek son size, ipe dize dize öğreteceğim
Uğraşılmayacağını bizle, gizle sen izle bizi dizi gibi
EZ bana sonum sana kaçma ama zor yoldan anlayacan
Sona eremedim ama farketmedi genede edemedi benle komedi
Filmi gibi kendisinin Rap, Rap'leri sandı kendisini dahi kullanarak basit eki olan kipleri
Ben gelirim çalarak Mehter'i, beni anlayan hasım geri basa basa kaçar taca veda
Gelir bela, hemde fena, gelir gına, senin rapin ama, sakın deneme bir daha bakmayı bana
Kalaman yaranma kalamar tamamlama aya dallama dal da kal amacın kalacan hayal da banaman bandana banlan dan dan dan piano anı son sahne başlar
Adamım kazarım, yarana basarım, gelene tasarım , gidene tasarım , Evini basarım , deveni asarım , zaman geçerkende Flow yeteneğimi kasarım
Mola veremedim edemedi beni genede geri gele gele beni bile bile genede bilemeden önüme geçemedi delemedi
Gelemedi veremedi gene geldim hemde ben tek bir flow gelene geçene zevkle yenerek koymam için yeterli ama kana kana patlayarak dinlediğin bu müzik ismide ELEMENTAL CHOPPERS!
[Verse 4: MurrK]
It's ya boi Vicodin Pack
On another Chopper track
Elemental Choppers 5, do you think I can survive
The effort it takes to write, or am I gonna die
Last time we were talking about the elements of rap
Tings with words not booms like Big Shaq
Yeah coz it's Christmas with Father Mizury
Hopping on down the Chimney
And laying the shit underneath the Christmas Tree
And outisde the window you got
Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Commet, Cupid, Donna, Blitzen
Then there's Jackal the redneck reindeer
He had very muscular abs, but the other reindeers
Never let Jackal get his vaccination jabs
Then one foggy UC release eve, Father Mizury's medic came to say
Jackal with your abs toned shite, you finna die of tuberculosis before the end of the night
Now who remember the nativity story
Well I think we all should
But you're not thinking of the one I am
The one you've heard is a dud
So you got the Daddy DNA and the Mummy Fix Nigga
Techa Nina send down D-Loc with a message to deliver
He told the virgin with her perfect tits
She'd be pregnant tonight and Tech would do bits
That was when DNA left Fix for eternity
Because it wasn't him who'd be off for 2 weeks on paternity
So Fix travelled to the Strange Music headquarters
Where Techa got him preggers and they made no daughter
The kid they knew many beats he'd slaughter
Be the saviour of the undaground, chhop he'd be taught to
4 Choppa kings came from round the other street
Gave 4 gifts, Spillz, Bonez, Hurricane and DestNE
And so was born Double S Lyrical Akuma to burn tracks and kill flows insanely and savagely
[Verse 5: Feal]
Você tava aqui esperando só velocidade
Então mano vou te dar uma dose de realidade
Pra você começar a enxergar a verdade
Que tá foda esses rappers sem lealdade
Esse povo com a idiotice afetando toda a comunidade
"É papo repetido"
Mas eu falo pra caralho, e o povo não muda, ninguém faz parte
O povo acha que RAP é só um tipo de ritmo
E acha que sou rapper só porque eu rimo
E gente que não conhece, dizendo que é coisa de bandido
Mas RAP também é poesia
É até filosofia
RAP mano, é até um estilo de vida
Outros acham que a marca do RAP é a velocidade nas rimas
Tá errado teu ponto de vista
O bagulho é a mensagem
E não importa se você fica na margem
Mano isso aqui é RAP
Não ostentação e swag
Esses nego fica falando uma coisa qualquer fica até fazendo piada
Com doenças como HIV e sem falar desses nego com inveja
Que faz de tudo para o outro cair
Enquanto crianças só se importam com SPS
Falando até embolado só pra virar o primeiro
Assim o rap não vai prosseguir
Enquanto o povo cria treta nos comentários
Porque não aceita que seu MC favorito não é tudo isso
Não é capaz de admitir
Pra tentar mudar mente fechada, mesmo que a tentiva seja falha estou aqui
E não preciso ser o mais rápido pra ser respeitado
Porque tem rapper que faz 20 até 30
Mas é facilmente superado porque tá limitado
Na velocidade e falha aqui
Eu chego invadindo a cena mesmo que se foda não tou pra agradar ninguém, sempre irei além
Não sou o melhor
Mas meu esforço é o maior
Pra mudar essa cena pra melhor
Falo mesmo quatro e não four
Minha arma é a minha voz
Minha munição é a minha mente
E é infinita não acaba os pente
Então é melhor fica ligado que eu sou super potente
Esse aqui é o underground
E não é playground
Brasil representando no quinto round
[Verse 6: Lyr1c]
[Verse 7: MultiPerson]
Let's Go
Lemme just start by saying I won't retire
When I literally just began to become higher
I'm putting up a fight, I might be right to bare arms
But the only lethal weapons I have are my bars
So I'm talking about being a king like I'm a Czar
But I'm only half-royal, that's what I got so far
That was until I joined the chopper beats
I'm in my Element (ha), being a star
As a Person of Multi-ple talents, I've been giving it a part of me
To make sure that the art isn't appreciated improperly
I'm surprised no one's copied me, the genre's dying along with me
I'm sympathetic for symphony being ruined like the economy
And yet I still ask myself, "boy, what's wrong with me?"
I feel a little bad no one's written specific songs for me
It seems like every sad lyric in every song applies to me
Misdemeanors and mis-readers are a part of my autonomy
But screw that, I'mma leave the negativity and split a little bit of me
A personal epiphany, heal you up with the lyrical histamine that is killing me
Relieve myself of every little particle of amphetamine
While I simultaneously split an iller killer symphony
While I'm keeping it realer but feeling it deal another little kick in me
The little bit of fiction is dissipating, feeling the weight
But open the gate and then let in the great MC
I'm attracting like a graviton, quark-gluon chi
Cyclone, I know I'm throwing rounds into the sea
When you ask for the fast stuff, I got the key
Cuz I'm alien, I'm from Kepler 22b
Technological advances make me move at lightspeed
Boson vaccum consuming the weak
And another gun is running up a wall or a tree
See three C4 blow up with no reason
A feasible reasoning being skipping another treason
Literally nobody proceeds or secedes when I'm breathing
Time stopped when my word Glock dropped a verse that was Demon
Masterful trance keeping it paused when my word weapons unsheathing
[Verse 8: Kazablanca]
[Verse 9: TheJackal]
[Verse 10: Echo]
Chopping a bit of the lyrical venom that'll be too venomous for the final track and a lot of niggas wanna wear the jackets made out of denim
Takin it back to the time when I was a little bit faster, but nobody even noticed me as if I was casper, but I stepped up my game and I moved past the- ways of the original flow, and I was thinkin about the chopper lifestyle but now I know that when you get Echo up on a track, he's not gonna rap it slow kickin the beat, couple of crackers gonna be able to be as sick as us nigga, choppin about time I get ready to pull the trigga, remembering the time when I was at least something, second to be apart of the a discord division song, and my mouth will keep on runnin, it's hard to be rapping and others want you on another track and then you gotta push it all the way back, i'd say you're stuck in the past, I be rapping so fast that I leave you in last
Gonna be kickin a bit back in the game like the discord division introduction, and you can see the speed without the motherfuckin reduction
This is just how we all stay in the same damn function, and listening to this can even give you a major concussion, I've been trying to be a success for a while, outta 100, I've moved up 1 tile, I'm part of discord division, not full of people who are just ass kissin, im even bigger than you by a kilo, is this verse even on beat? No
I'm just an elemental chopper that deserves some recognition, you can see, how I bust, when I be wrecking this shit, whenever I get up on the track, I make sure to put in the effort, then I blow, there was nobody underground chopping a pace like echo, but then, there's echo
Try to step away from the memes for a little bit, got sent to trial for a beat, I was killin it, doubled the beat, then tripled it for the track, like elemental choppers 1, but I'm not going back to that, just a rapper barely holding his ground, until by discord division I was found, you can see that I'm improving, but my mouth is like a machine gun and I keep on shooting
[Verse 11: Mistery]
[Verse 2: Mythical]
[Verse 3: ETR]
Dur şimdi, kur kinci
Packin n backin diyerek teklemeyi denediğin beni görünce kesilen sözleri vur şimdi
Sesim ile kesilin ama ezilin tez bir vakit geliniz ve önümde eğiliniz
Devrilin bir evril sen kelimelerini veremedin genede bir
Halt olamadın sona varamadan alamadan kaç sen kendini
Kurtar, duramayacaksın- ız alayınız ile kapışacağım ben ölene dek
Pek bekletmeden gelecek tek son size, ipe dize dize öğreteceğim
Uğraşılmayacağını bizle, gizle sen izle bizi dizi gibi
EZ bana sonum sana kaçma ama zor yoldan anlayacan
Sona eremedim ama farketmedi genede edemedi benle komedi
Filmi gibi kendisinin Rap, Rap'leri sandı kendisini dahi kullanarak basit eki olan kipleri
Ben gelirim çalarak Mehter'i, beni anlayan hasım geri basa basa kaçar taca veda
Gelir bela, hemde fena, gelir gına, senin rapin ama, sakın deneme bir daha bakmayı bana
Kalaman yaranma kalamar tamamlama aya dallama dal da kal amacın kalacan hayal da banaman bandana banlan dan dan dan piano anı son sahne başlar
Adamım kazarım, yarana basarım, gelene tasarım , gidene tasarım , Evini basarım , deveni asarım , zaman geçerkende Flow yeteneğimi kasarım
Mola veremedim edemedi beni genede geri gele gele beni bile bile genede bilemeden önüme geçemedi delemedi
Gelemedi veremedi gene geldim hemde ben tek bir flow gelene geçene zevkle yenerek koymam için yeterli ama kana kana patlayarak dinlediğin bu müzik ismide ELEMENTAL CHOPPERS!
[Verse 4: MurrK]
It's ya boi Vicodin Pack
On another Chopper track
Elemental Choppers 5, do you think I can survive
The effort it takes to write, or am I gonna die
Last time we were talking about the elements of rap
Tings with words not booms like Big Shaq
Yeah coz it's Christmas with Father Mizury
Hopping on down the Chimney
And laying the shit underneath the Christmas Tree
And outisde the window you got
Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Commet, Cupid, Donna, Blitzen
Then there's Jackal the redneck reindeer
He had very muscular abs, but the other reindeers
Never let Jackal get his vaccination jabs
Then one foggy UC release eve, Father Mizury's medic came to say
Jackal with your abs toned shite, you finna die of tuberculosis before the end of the night
Now who remember the nativity story
Well I think we all should
But you're not thinking of the one I am
The one you've heard is a dud
So you got the Daddy DNA and the Mummy Fix Nigga
Techa Nina send down D-Loc with a message to deliver
He told the virgin with her perfect tits
She'd be pregnant tonight and Tech would do bits
That was when DNA left Fix for eternity
Because it wasn't him who'd be off for 2 weeks on paternity
So Fix travelled to the Strange Music headquarters
Where Techa got him preggers and they made no daughter
The kid they knew many beats he'd slaughter
Be the saviour of the undaground, chhop he'd be taught to
4 Choppa kings came from round the other street
Gave 4 gifts, Spillz, Bonez, Hurricane and DestNE
And so was born Double S Lyrical Akuma to burn tracks and kill flows insanely and savagely
[Verse 5: Feal]
Você tava aqui esperando só velocidade
Então mano vou te dar uma dose de realidade
Pra você começar a enxergar a verdade
Que tá foda esses rappers sem lealdade
Esse povo com a idiotice afetando toda a comunidade
"É papo repetido"
Mas eu falo pra caralho, e o povo não muda, ninguém faz parte
O povo acha que RAP é só um tipo de ritmo
E acha que sou rapper só porque eu rimo
E gente que não conhece, dizendo que é coisa de bandido
Mas RAP também é poesia
É até filosofia
RAP mano, é até um estilo de vida
Outros acham que a marca do RAP é a velocidade nas rimas
Tá errado teu ponto de vista
O bagulho é a mensagem
E não importa se você fica na margem
Mano isso aqui é RAP
Não ostentação e swag
Esses nego fica falando uma coisa qualquer fica até fazendo piada
Com doenças como HIV e sem falar desses nego com inveja
Que faz de tudo para o outro cair
Enquanto crianças só se importam com SPS
Falando até embolado só pra virar o primeiro
Assim o rap não vai prosseguir
Enquanto o povo cria treta nos comentários
Porque não aceita que seu MC favorito não é tudo isso
Não é capaz de admitir
Pra tentar mudar mente fechada, mesmo que a tentiva seja falha estou aqui
E não preciso ser o mais rápido pra ser respeitado
Porque tem rapper que faz 20 até 30
Mas é facilmente superado porque tá limitado
Na velocidade e falha aqui
Eu chego invadindo a cena mesmo que se foda não tou pra agradar ninguém, sempre irei além
Não sou o melhor
Mas meu esforço é o maior
Pra mudar essa cena pra melhor
Falo mesmo quatro e não four
Minha arma é a minha voz
Minha munição é a minha mente
E é infinita não acaba os pente
Então é melhor fica ligado que eu sou super potente
Esse aqui é o underground
E não é playground
Brasil representando no quinto round
[Verse 6: Lyr1c]
[Verse 7: MultiPerson]
Let's Go
Lemme just start by saying I won't retire
When I literally just began to become higher
I'm putting up a fight, I might be right to bare arms
But the only lethal weapons I have are my bars
So I'm talking about being a king like I'm a Czar
But I'm only half-royal, that's what I got so far
That was until I joined the chopper beats
I'm in my Element (ha), being a star
As a Person of Multi-ple talents, I've been giving it a part of me
To make sure that the art isn't appreciated improperly
I'm surprised no one's copied me, the genre's dying along with me
I'm sympathetic for symphony being ruined like the economy
And yet I still ask myself, "boy, what's wrong with me?"
I feel a little bad no one's written specific songs for me
It seems like every sad lyric in every song applies to me
Misdemeanors and mis-readers are a part of my autonomy
But screw that, I'mma leave the negativity and split a little bit of me
A personal epiphany, heal you up with the lyrical histamine that is killing me
Relieve myself of every little particle of amphetamine
While I simultaneously split an iller killer symphony
While I'm keeping it realer but feeling it deal another little kick in me
The little bit of fiction is dissipating, feeling the weight
But open the gate and then let in the great MC
I'm attracting like a graviton, quark-gluon chi
Cyclone, I know I'm throwing rounds into the sea
When you ask for the fast stuff, I got the key
Cuz I'm alien, I'm from Kepler 22b
Technological advances make me move at lightspeed
Boson vaccum consuming the weak
And another gun is running up a wall or a tree
See three C4 blow up with no reason
A feasible reasoning being skipping another treason
Literally nobody proceeds or secedes when I'm breathing
Time stopped when my word Glock dropped a verse that was Demon
Masterful trance keeping it paused when my word weapons unsheathing
[Verse 8: Kazablanca]
[Verse 9: TheJackal]
[Verse 10: Echo]
Chopping a bit of the lyrical venom that'll be too venomous for the final track and a lot of niggas wanna wear the jackets made out of denim
Takin it back to the time when I was a little bit faster, but nobody even noticed me as if I was casper, but I stepped up my game and I moved past the- ways of the original flow, and I was thinkin about the chopper lifestyle but now I know that when you get Echo up on a track, he's not gonna rap it slow kickin the beat, couple of crackers gonna be able to be as sick as us nigga, choppin about time I get ready to pull the trigga, remembering the time when I was at least something, second to be apart of the a discord division song, and my mouth will keep on runnin, it's hard to be rapping and others want you on another track and then you gotta push it all the way back, i'd say you're stuck in the past, I be rapping so fast that I leave you in last
Gonna be kickin a bit back in the game like the discord division introduction, and you can see the speed without the motherfuckin reduction
This is just how we all stay in the same damn function, and listening to this can even give you a major concussion, I've been trying to be a success for a while, outta 100, I've moved up 1 tile, I'm part of discord division, not full of people who are just ass kissin, im even bigger than you by a kilo, is this verse even on beat? No
I'm just an elemental chopper that deserves some recognition, you can see, how I bust, when I be wrecking this shit, whenever I get up on the track, I make sure to put in the effort, then I blow, there was nobody underground chopping a pace like echo, but then, there's echo
Try to step away from the memes for a little bit, got sent to trial for a beat, I was killin it, doubled the beat, then tripled it for the track, like elemental choppers 1, but I'm not going back to that, just a rapper barely holding his ground, until by discord division I was found, you can see that I'm improving, but my mouth is like a machine gun and I keep on shooting
[Verse 11: Mistery]