Suckers by Thomas Rusiak Lyrics
[Intro: O.C.]
*DJ Scratching*
Realize sucker
Re-re-re-re-realize sucker
Re-re-re-re-re-re-realize sucker
Re-re-re-re-re-re-re-realize sucker
Re-re-rela- (Yo) La-la-la-sucker
[Verse 1: Thomas Rusiak]
We on a sucker like a copper Natural Bond bringin' ruckus
Like you've been snorted a bag full of uppers
Hip hop is in trouble, too many rappеrs wanna rumble
They fumble in thе dark and we shinin' and start stalkin' awards
A fraud, lyrical misfitted talkin' bout how they did it
When not even a crime got committed
I'ma hit 'em wit' a [?] sure they lack
When a faker start screamin' like a bitch in the sack
My brain is like a SIG Sauer ready to bust when they pose
Like if they was standin' in front of photographers
The characters of your category fails
Tryna ill with another foul story to tell
Suckin' on a silver spoon actin' like you ghetto
Using yo' knuckles 'cause you know you wouldn't last in a battle
I'm on a higher level, with the mind of a rebel
My verbal murder machines pack lyrical ammo
I settle my scores through intelligence
Independent of what I tell 'em they feel my philosophy is real
Suckers couldn't admit what they counterfeited
Those who cheated should leave it to fair players and hard hitters
My squad did it, outsmarted the artificial
My artist critical critics couldn't handle my lyrics
They ought to come with us to witness when emcees
Will rise like the sun so set sail to the east
Line up and get blessed after you rise like [?]
Dalai lama rise like can't [?]
The way you actin' on some rowdy shit
You need to check yourself through some of that out of body shit
Like Spawn I appear to clear out in the gutter
Gettin' rid of all the synthetic wannabe gunners
Got 'em wetter than marathon runners
The glamor hunters be prepared to be confronted by me it's a hundred of us yo
[Chorus: Thomas Rusiak & Pee Wee]
They suckers! I hate 'em like fake credits
And fake props, back biters and trend setters
So suckers come and get lyrically engaged
When in rage, gome and get physically amazed
They suckers! I hate 'em like fake credits
And fake props, back biters and trend setters
So suckers come and get lyrically engaged
When in rage, gome and get physically amazed
[Verse 2: Pee Wee]
Witness my onward marsch to suckers sabotage
Takin' charge, biggin' up the real heads beyond stars
I'm like camouflage walk invisible and strike at night
And disappear they told me it's fuck the limelight
My instincts tell to me you need a pause
'Cause verbally I rape all you fake rap whores
Hip hop is my source, ain't a prostitute suckers
So picture this, fuck the income, the richest
Is the illest lyricist, shinin' with valuable topics
Stonin' emcees with lyrical narcotics
I launch verbal war heads for all heads
Saw the dredd in suckers who try to steal all creds
Don't interfere, I'm here meant to appear
Twenty five years on earth, of blood, sweat and tears
I couldn't care aimin' at the goal lot of gold
Twentyfour carats to light up the whole globe
[Chorus: Thomas Rusiak & Pee Wee]
They suckers! I hate 'em like fake credits
And fake props, back biters and trend setters
So suckers come and get lyrically engaged
When in rage, gome and get physically amazed
They suckers! I hate 'em like fake credits
And fake props, back biters and trend setters
So suckers come and get lyrically engaged
When in rage, gome and get physically amazed
[Outro: O.C. & Pee Wee]
Motherfucka!
Re-realize sucker
Realize sucker
Seh-Seh-Same suckers with the gab about
Realize sucker
Re-re-realize sucker
Re-la-la-lize sucker
Seh-seh-seh-same-same suckers with the gab about
Realize sucker
Re-la-la-la-lize sucker
Realize sucker
Seh-seh-seh-same suckers with the gab about
Re-re-realize sucker
Realize-lize sucker
Realize sucker
Same suckers with the gab about killer instincts
*DJ Scratching*
Realize sucker
Re-re-re-re-realize sucker
Re-re-re-re-re-re-realize sucker
Re-re-re-re-re-re-re-realize sucker
Re-re-rela- (Yo) La-la-la-sucker
[Verse 1: Thomas Rusiak]
We on a sucker like a copper Natural Bond bringin' ruckus
Like you've been snorted a bag full of uppers
Hip hop is in trouble, too many rappеrs wanna rumble
They fumble in thе dark and we shinin' and start stalkin' awards
A fraud, lyrical misfitted talkin' bout how they did it
When not even a crime got committed
I'ma hit 'em wit' a [?] sure they lack
When a faker start screamin' like a bitch in the sack
My brain is like a SIG Sauer ready to bust when they pose
Like if they was standin' in front of photographers
The characters of your category fails
Tryna ill with another foul story to tell
Suckin' on a silver spoon actin' like you ghetto
Using yo' knuckles 'cause you know you wouldn't last in a battle
I'm on a higher level, with the mind of a rebel
My verbal murder machines pack lyrical ammo
I settle my scores through intelligence
Independent of what I tell 'em they feel my philosophy is real
Suckers couldn't admit what they counterfeited
Those who cheated should leave it to fair players and hard hitters
My squad did it, outsmarted the artificial
My artist critical critics couldn't handle my lyrics
They ought to come with us to witness when emcees
Will rise like the sun so set sail to the east
Line up and get blessed after you rise like [?]
Dalai lama rise like can't [?]
The way you actin' on some rowdy shit
You need to check yourself through some of that out of body shit
Like Spawn I appear to clear out in the gutter
Gettin' rid of all the synthetic wannabe gunners
Got 'em wetter than marathon runners
The glamor hunters be prepared to be confronted by me it's a hundred of us yo
[Chorus: Thomas Rusiak & Pee Wee]
They suckers! I hate 'em like fake credits
And fake props, back biters and trend setters
So suckers come and get lyrically engaged
When in rage, gome and get physically amazed
They suckers! I hate 'em like fake credits
And fake props, back biters and trend setters
So suckers come and get lyrically engaged
When in rage, gome and get physically amazed
[Verse 2: Pee Wee]
Witness my onward marsch to suckers sabotage
Takin' charge, biggin' up the real heads beyond stars
I'm like camouflage walk invisible and strike at night
And disappear they told me it's fuck the limelight
My instincts tell to me you need a pause
'Cause verbally I rape all you fake rap whores
Hip hop is my source, ain't a prostitute suckers
So picture this, fuck the income, the richest
Is the illest lyricist, shinin' with valuable topics
Stonin' emcees with lyrical narcotics
I launch verbal war heads for all heads
Saw the dredd in suckers who try to steal all creds
Don't interfere, I'm here meant to appear
Twenty five years on earth, of blood, sweat and tears
I couldn't care aimin' at the goal lot of gold
Twentyfour carats to light up the whole globe
[Chorus: Thomas Rusiak & Pee Wee]
They suckers! I hate 'em like fake credits
And fake props, back biters and trend setters
So suckers come and get lyrically engaged
When in rage, gome and get physically amazed
They suckers! I hate 'em like fake credits
And fake props, back biters and trend setters
So suckers come and get lyrically engaged
When in rage, gome and get physically amazed
[Outro: O.C. & Pee Wee]
Motherfucka!
Re-realize sucker
Realize sucker
Seh-Seh-Same suckers with the gab about
Realize sucker
Re-re-realize sucker
Re-la-la-lize sucker
Seh-seh-seh-same-same suckers with the gab about
Realize sucker
Re-la-la-la-lize sucker
Realize sucker
Seh-seh-seh-same suckers with the gab about
Re-re-realize sucker
Realize-lize sucker
Realize sucker
Same suckers with the gab about killer instincts