I Diggidy feat. Mygrane McNastee, Tally P - Turn The Volume Up a Notch (текст песни)

Its I.D. aka I Dilla, aka GL Goodnie Ledget aka
I make you sick with 300 and 11 more nicknames thats up in my head
My man Kostaen right here, you know what I mean

Turn the volume up a notch
If you wanna hear me sayin a lot - I aint sayin much
Turn the volume up a notch
If you wanna hear me sayin a lot - I aint sayin much

Im a slim shortie wit a big fat flow
N I love to knock a hotie on her backdoor
Ima heavyweiigth cuz the rhyme hit hard
N Im not afraid when the time gets dark
Ima slim shortie wit the slick technique
Cuz Im known to hit an asian chick up wit the dick
Ima heavyweight in a big black jeep
My dj-navvy-gate n Im in the backseat
Ima slim shortie so I gotta do the talking
He a slim shortie so he gotta do the talking
Ima slim shortie so I gotta do the talking
N my big boys gotcha fellas feeling awkward
Ima heavyweight cuz I used to be a peddaler
Set my own connection up, got the name, et cetera
But I quit, when I got to big time phase
Cuz sooner all later everybody catch a case

Turn the volume up a notch
If you wanna hear me sayin a lot - I aint sayin much
Turn the volume up a notch
If you wanna hear me sayin a lot - I aint sayin much

Dont need the limelight like emcees today
I be in the cut analyzing DNA
Twistin lie all the way right
Whether midnight or broad daylight
This song will make you fight
Its hip-hop with no need to introduce the fact
Yo I.D. they acting like they tryna prove they wack
Aint saying much just yapping with a ducth
Spank a rapper quick like lupe spank another buck
Im a mc thats why Im always rhyming
Swag so perverted verses brake your daughter hymen
Rated r like rakim, triple x topics
Im sharpish my take a ox to the moshpit
While i spark it burn lazy as a starfish
I breath underwater, gills in my armpits
For reals Ima martian, the spit drive you ????
Chicks get they hearts split
My shit hard to market

Turn the volume up a notch
If you wanna hear me sayin a lot - I aint sayin much
Turn the volume up a notch
If you wanna hear me sayin a lot - I aint sayin much

Waist box thru your tweaters
Base knockin out yours speakers
For du-sitters, dudes and mamacitas
Head bopping they wanna be us
Few, like a museum, you see them
They amusing me
So hillarious the clarity in my speech
Choose reguraly
You can say the sincerity in me is often envy
Cough up on anyone, im sick
Spits contageous, often beat up so I switch up
Hitcha off the fake thug get ripped up
Outlined in chalk
Big talker make you feel awkard
Also stand tall when I walk the walk
Yall samll dogs with big bark
Swimming in a pool with sharks
Art, thoul shall turn up the dial
Turn them down

I Diggidy feat. N'Pans - We Don't Stop (текст песни)

I started around time when Eminem signed Fifty
I came in the game but nobody wanted to fuck with me
When I started I had nothing but a paper and a pen
I drew a couple of sketches and made up a plan
Eversince, a thousand pens have ran out of ink
I've wasted like a million notepads developed a swing
The rhymes that I sing are real I don't counterfit
I know the math, give me my do and I will count my shit
I'm from the street thats why I spit gutter & dirt
I know a dope beat 'cus I sold dope on the turf
I'm no magician I ain't got no bunnies in my hat
A rap musician so hip-hop honies giving me head
Worked out my muscle to take shit in the scuffle
I switched to rap and it is a lot like the hustle
My vocals peak on the mic, I kick sick puns
If Big Pun is a measure of talent I'm 6 tons

Print the lyrics and post them upon your fregerator
Genuine poetry, what an mc is made of
I've been here a couple of years, nothing that you can tell me
I've seen how my close peers went from friendly to jelly
I'm from the place where killers play with knives and rugers
We done some foul shit so the bad perfume pursue us
We all are waiting for the brighter day to come
And me? I'm three deep on the corner in the slum

I Diggidy feat. Russian Bounce - Im a Russian (текст песни)

I keep it - one hundred Russian, a one man army
A one on ten fighter, no bullet have yet scarred me
No bully can scare me; I'm tipsy of the liquor
Smoke good black plastic that came from Saint-Peter
No longer distributing, my music is what I'm hustling
Heard that Mr. Putin don't like the rhyme that I'm busting and
I'm from the land of oil and deadly nuclear weapons
We got bears in the streets holding Kay-47's
From the land of beautiful women and ugly truth
Even cops D.U.I., Russians love the booze
Me and my dudes are like Muslims, we hate pigs
They beat one of my fellers to death with police sticks
I'm the first man in space; I'm the one who won the War
Somehow notoriety is the only thing that I'm known for
Let me tell you who I am, black leather jacket and
Golden Rollie on my hand, don't you understand man?

I Diggidy feat. Tactic, K Harrell - ACAB (текст песни) 

What do you think about the police round here?
The police they suck! Man fuck the police! On my life
Thank you very much for talking wiht us
Yo its i.d. strictly outta Russia from Moscow
Shit got really tense with the militia all around the block
You know what im saying? Listen up

Я не сторонник заговора деньги против рэпа
Моя жизнь кипит в гетто нк
Не радиуса МКАДа, Москва восток окраина
И моя фауна это лабиринты здании
Где обитают стаями опасные по факту особи
Кого судьба помяла и бросила на улицы
На произвол милиции и ёбаной власти
В чьи планы входит печатать таких как мы в карцер
Система сливает тех кто начал огрызаться
Но цепи здравого смысла могут порваться
В любой момент
И в этом городе каждый мент
Будет обречён на то что пацан со стволом
Придёт к нему в дом
И скажет ну чё мент облом прощайся с формой гондон

I see the motherfuckin police
And yeah i got my motherfuckin burner on me
And if you know me
You know i got at least a half of ounce of weed
Thats sum shit i just dont need
I hope he hit the lights and ride past me
I already know the questions he gon ask me
He just wanna slow me down and harass me
Thats just how it be, from moscow to the v
Petty dickheads thats what the pd mean to me
Wanna pull me over roll upon me 3 deep
Wanna seat me in the back seat
Cus you see i got gun charges on my rap sheet
I aint doing nuttin
Just like yall practicing handcuffing in halltime
Raise your right hand high testify just to lie
And what you gon do when we uprise and riot
Flip a few squad cars straight martial law
Send a few of your best recruits to the er
If you dont know it we a whole lot deeper than u think we are
I know you wanna grab me by my collar while im coming out the bar
On the late night
But its a ??? Man i know my rights
And if you want one you can get a fight
So you better get yor game plan tight
I got a mob of hungry motheruckers waiting for the word to strike
The first wave coming with rocks and pipes
And the second crew
Aint got nuttin but aks to pop at you
And the plead for peace from barak
Is all that could save you
You need to ease up on the police brutality
Before your own people betrayed you
Run the police department and dissary you
You cant say we aint warned you

Fuck a five oh copper aint no glitter in they badges
They pinoccio into my business with their freaking gadgets
They be sweating on my ass cus of the way the homie dressed
And my sweatpants give em a clue that im reppin lower class
I bear a grudge on every coward in uniform
The way they treat a youth in my neighborhood u aint knowin
You hangin on the corner they will cuff a homie up
Drive u a couple o blocks away and rough a homie up
And then they set a homie up as a peddler
Puttin product in his pocket man im gettin fed up
They run freely an officer is a big willie
Take your shit then sell it back to you do you feel me?
The cops in my country are called militia
But the poor all around the globe are in the same position
We tired of runnin cus in our nature we predators
Im bout to cop a beretta and go to war

I Diggidy feat. Zame - A Million Bucks (текст песни)

- If I had a million bucks…
- What would you do?
- I’d buy each of my goons a pistol, motherfuckaaa

IF I HAD A MILLION BUCKS, I WOULD BUY A HUNDRED RACHETS
GATHER UP MY SERGEANTS AND HUNT ON MY HATERS – LET THEM HAVE IT
IF I HAD A MILLION BUCKS, I WOULD BUY A HUNDRED RACHETS
GATHER UP MY SERGEANTS AND MURDER ALL OF THE LITTLE FAGGOTS

Posted on the block you can find me in the streets
Me & my menz we pack the heat if you want bring the beef
I got a razor for that plus I chop my hash with it
I get money by any means 'cus I wasn't born with it
We playing you fools like a game from Milton Bradley's
So step your game up 'cus you suckers ain't like me
That’s exactly what i’ll do if you put your mouth to front
Take your ass for a ride in a motherfucking trunk
So no one will find you, no liquor be spilt
Just another homicide body in the pit
I got dudes that just blaze and don’t make music
Spacecraft on the beat he knows how to use it
Like salt to a slug, Im throwing in my spices
You running out of luck, it’s time I roll my dices
No way to stop the brawl, money’s above the law
Hungry for the chatter I got my words and my balls so

IF I HAD A MILLION BUCKS, I WOULD BUY A HUNDRED RACHETS
GATHER UP MY SERGEANTS AND HUNT ON MY HATERS – LET THEM HAVE IT
IF I HAD A MILLION BUCKS, I WOULD BUY A HUNDRED RACHETS
GATHER UP MY SERGEANTS AND MURDER ALL OF THE LITTLE FAGGOTS

All I want is guap, all I gotta do is stay sharp
When I couldn’t buy me shit I was hanging in front of shops
I was with a crew, stick and move was a day-to-day
All I know is gutter, all I wanna do is get paid
Switched from the street crime to beats and rhymes
Dropping lines that buying a fellow bread and wines
Dropping lines that buying a fellow golden shines
Haters stare at my behind with anger in their eyes
I never hate unless Im hated upon
Then I never hesitate to mash and brake bones
To bash and brake jaws, to punch and harm hard
To hit, to scar and to make your teeth fly far
I can get ‘em cut, put a spanking to their tushies
Leave ‘em chopped like food or screwed like pussies
In my past life I bonded with real beasts
We got steel heats, we cock’em shits and rock’em to sleep
BLAAOW!!!