Shut ‘Em Down (Letra)

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[1st verse]
I can shut a nigga down so quick my sounds so sick
My talents spread around while I’m holdin my dick
My dingling shit flip emaculate
Evolutionary flows y’all want more dough
Make wit the best get the best all the rest hit ‘em less
Rip a nigga from the East to the West
Just a lyrical maze lyrical days
God works in mysterious ways
I’m the warlord of war relieve the raw dog
Niggas ain’t even comin close to my low score
Niggas fleein when I’m rippin on the hard core beat
That’s slammin through your jeep like a 44 Mack to your back
Nigga L never got rip by a trackI don’t fuck around, always come back
For the lyrical miracle day one platinum plaque right off the back
Looked at every nigga wit the mic on my arm
A time-bomb blowin up ring the alarm
Cool double O flow well to the LL
I’m leave the world looking hard as hell

[chorus]
8x I shut ‘em down
(Get Off Me!!, You Can’t Hold Me!!)

[2nd verse]
To the next plateau niggas bet my flow
Betta bet I role wit more control
Gotta bring the heat that eliminate who can’t compete
Spit razors to rip the beat
Relentless endless friendless when it comes to the lyrical mack
Now off my back stack ‘em drag ‘em now feds waggin
Hear you fassen place on the blood of my veins without passion
Mashin take a little time to think the rhyme out
How to find out
Bump and grind out
Pump the lines out
I’ma show what the microphone is all about without doubt
C to the double O bounce in the bubble eye limo
No I ain’t checkin for you bull shit demo
Everytime you hear me in a battle I’m lethal
Nigga too sweet ‘n low you aint equal

[chorus]
I shut ‘em down (16x)
(after the 8th time)Get Off Me!!, You Can’t Hold Me!!)

[3rd verse]
I can take you to the level if I let my phantom
Nigga bout to rule the world wit one anthem
Kidnapped rap for a handsome ransom
Smoke a little Branson on the side of the mansion
Keep it thugged out even when a nigga dancing
Branson make that trans and keep it dancing
I’m a murder every nigga in the game
Can’t stand the rain
Fuck a maintain
Gotta leave the world in flames
Nigga wanna live life stay out of my lanes
Tryin to read my name
Here’s a murderous combo wit you on your pain
Sideways stimulator bringin the flames
Niggas wanna feel me spit the whole clips
Sing along it will split your lip
45 wit an name on the grip
Niggas said you wanna batlle
Nigga now talk shit

[chorus]
8x I shut ‘em down
(Get Off Me!!, You Can’t Hold Me!!)

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Shut Em Down (Letra)

Zebrahead

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[intro:]
Straight up nigga
Motherfuckin’ south side nigga
Brooklyn what!
Word up
Yeah
Shut ‘em down!
Yeah
Shut ‘em down
Shut ‘em down
Yeah
Onyx featuring dmx

[hook:]
Shut ‘em down
Shut ‘em down
Shut ‘em down [4x]

[verse 1:]

Yo shut ‘em down start the violence
We wilin’ wilin’ sling back his body found
Washed up on coney island
When i rolled up, this niggas heart slowed up
That killa froze up, when i pulled up jumped out with the pump-pump
Thirty-two shots and ducked out
So look out
Left that cat for dead his body smoked out
Cause when i fall y’all killas a kill me kid
I’m goin’ all out
Lifes a bitch, fuck it, got the gun bust it
Gmae play, gotta play by the rules or your own cannot be trusted
Don’t try to test, abide your chest, put five inside your vest
Have you layin’ with a dead rest
Shoulda known when you was lookin’ in the eyes a death
And i swore forgiveness when i did this
There was not no witness but he should understand
Cause even god got a shit list

[verse 2:]
Beat downs anonymous
I spit like a shiny silver nanabus(?)
Niggas fond of us
We the kind that rush, those that hold back
Takin’ your whole stack
Grimy street cats
Niggas bald head like kojak
Go gat for gat
Coat that
You could smoke that
Or cut black dust
Makin’ your whole fuckin’ stove crack
Betta know me
1-3, one and only could be never phoney in any ceremony
I’l tear you homey
Shut ‘em down, shut ‘em down, shut ‘em down
Shun sees takin’ your time
Makin’ your mind
Got this nigga on the low
Defecatin’ with rhymes
Breakin’ your spine
Got you movin’ from the flurry, time to worry
I’ma bury the bullshit
I’ma bury the bullshit
I’ma bury the bullshit
Feel my full clip

[hook]

[verse 3: dmx]
Aiyyo i bet you this muthafuckin’ double barrel will blast his face
Be on the look out for a basket case
Niggas pumped you up to watch you get beat
Had you thinkin’ shits sweet
Now you up shit’s creek
Cause your shits weak
How mich is your life worth to someone important
Cause i be extortin’
Kidnap for ransom is some shit you don’t want to get caught in
From back in the days of gordon
Niggas was gettin’ robbed
The guy from rikers height stayed on his job
With his own little mob
Was it worth goin back to the earth so soon
Worth makin’ my shit go boom
To your own doom, from the graveyards
Till there’s no room
Fuck you know about a pine box
Money goin’ out with nine glocks
On top of that same nigga when they pull with they nine shots
Feel like killin’ for your crew
I ain’t gon’ rest
It gonna take a whole lot to put up your best
Then watch your loins spill out your vest
You best get on some act your age shit
You a little kid
That run for faces
More niggas get killed like that

[verse 4: sticky fingaz]

Mad man sticky f-i-n-g-a-z
The crazy cajun blazin’ bullets for days and days
Grazin’ amazin’ i’m the glazin’ ason purple hazin’
Hard to be pahsin’ lord with all this hell i’m raisin’
God of the underground, i’m gunnin’ ‘em down with a thunder pound
We gonna shut ‘em down
We turn we gonna shut ‘em down
We turn we gonna shut ‘em down
We turn shit dumb quick gun click
Lyin’ in the vine
Persed the line on your dick
In the morgue admit it dogs
I’m the rottweiler my glock holler
Fuck cocaine killer i sniff gun powder
So all you real willies throw your roleys in the sky
And all the crooks rob the place outside
I’m so hype, i tkae your life, betta have my doe right
Fuck my life, i don’t need no mic!

The new album
Bring it
Motherfuckin’ may

[hook 2x]

That’s that shit

Bring me on point
About to shut down the whole industry
Official nasty
Dmx
We wreckin’ everything

So shut up, or you get shut down like the rest of them
Pussy

Shut ‘em Down (Letra)

Ricky Martin

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Shut ‘em Down (Letra)

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Straight up nigga
Motherfuckin southside nigga (word up)
[sf] brooklyn what!
We gonna do it just like this man
Straight to your whole area (word up word up)
Yeah, yeah
You know what we fin’ to do
Shut ‘em down, shut ‘em down
Yeah, yo.. word up, yo
[sf] it’s time to take over the world!

Chorus: repeat 4x

Shut ‘em down – shut ‘em down, shut ‘em down

[onyx – 1]
Official nast’, i’m tired of these.. yo, yo, yo
Shut ‘em down start the violence we whylin whylin
Slain rapper’s body found washed up, on coney island
When i rolled up, this nigga heart slowed up, that killa froze up
When i pulled up, jumped out with the pump-pump 32 shots and ducked out
Then i broke out, left that cat for dead his body smoked out
Cause when i fall out, y’all killas got kill me kid i’m goin all out
Life’s a bitch, fuck it! got a gun, bust it!
The gameplay, gotta play by the rules of your own cannot be trusted
Don’t try to test, abide your chest, put five inside your vest
Have you layin where the dead rest
Shoulda known when you was lookin in the eyes of death
Asked the lord for forgiveness
When i did this, there was not no witness
But he should understand — cause even god got a shit list

[sonsee]
Yo it’s beatdowns anonymous, i spits like a shiny silver nine’ll bust
Niggaz fine to bust, we the kind that rush
Those that, hold back, taking your whole stack
Grimy street cats, niggaz baldhead, like kojak
Go gat for gat, quote that, in fact, you can smoke that
Uncut black dust, making your whole, fucking skull crack
Better know me, one-three, one and only
Could be never phony in any ceremony, i’ll tear you homey
(shut ‘em down!) sonsee’s taking your time, making your mind
Baddest nigga on the low defecatin with rhymes
Breakin your spine, got you movin from the flurry time to worry
I’ma bury the bullshit, feel my full clip!

Chorus

[dmx]
Uhh.. uhh, uhh
Aiyyo i bet you this motherfuckin double barrel’ll blast his face
Be on the lookout – for a basketcase
Niggaz pumped you up to watch you get beat
Had you thinkin shit is sweet
Now you up shit’s creek, cause your shit’s weak
How much is your life worth to someone important, cause i be extortin
Kidnappin for ransom is some shit that you don’t want to get caught in
From back in the days of gordon, niggaz was gettin robbed
The guy from rikers height stayed on his job, with his own little mob
Was it worth goin back to the earth so soon?
Worth makin my shit go boom, ?? your own doom?
Fill them graveyards, til there’s no room?
Fuck you know about a pine box? money goin out with nine glocks
On top between that same nigga, when they pull out spray nine shots
Feel like killin for your crew? i ain’t gon’ rest
It don’t take a whole lot to fill up your vest
Then watch your lungs as they spill out your chest
You best get on some, act your age shit
You a little kid, that run for faces
More niggas get killed like that than a little bit

[sticky fingaz]
Ayy man sticky
F-i-n-g-a-z the crazy cajun blazin bullets for days and days
And grazin amazin i’m the guy that’s lacin
Purple hazin, hard to be pahsin lord all this hell that i’m raisin
God of the underground, i’m gunnin em down with a thunder pound
We gonna (shut ‘em down!) we turn shit dumb quick when the gun click
Lyin incubine pursed and lyin on your dick
In the morgue admit it dogs i’m the rottweiler my glock holla
Fuck cocaine killa i sniff gunpowder
So all you real willies throw your roley’s in the sky
Now all my crooks, rob them players outside!
I’m so hype, i’ll take yo’ life, better have my dough right
And fuck five mics, i don’t need no mic!!!!!
{*trashes the shit, speaker feedback ensures*}
What?!?!?! bring it!!!! shut ‘em down!

Chorus 2x

[sticky fingaz]
What?? bring it!
Official nast’ shut ‘em down!
Word up boy, bout to shut down the whole industry
Official nast’, dmx, we wreckin ery’thing!
So shut up! or you get shut down! like the rest of them!
Pussy!

Shut Em Down (Letra)

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Ridenhour – robertz – gary g-wiz – depper

I testified
My mama cried
Black people died
When the other man lied
See the tv, listen to me double trouble
I overhaul and i’m comin’
From the lower level
I’m takin’ tabs
Sho nuff stuff to grab
Like shirts it hurts
Wit a neck to wreck
Took a poll ‘cause our soul
Took a toll
From the education
Of a tv station
But look around
Hear go the sound of the wreckin’ ball
Boom and pound
When i
Shut ‘em down
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
What i use in the battle for the mind
I hit it hard
Like it supposed
Pullin’ no blows to the nose
Like uncle l said i’m rippin’ up shows
Then what it is
Only 5 percent of the biz
I’m addin’ woes
That’s how da way it goes
Then u think i rank never drank, point blank
I own loans
Suckers got me runnin’ from the bank
Civil liberty i can’t see to pay a fee
I never saw a way to pay a sap
To read the law
Then become a victim of a lawyer
Don’t know ya, never saw ya
Tape cued
Gettin’ me sued
Playin’ games wit’ my head
What the judge said put me in the red
Got me thinkin’ ‘bout a trigger to the lead
No no
My education mind say
Suckers gonna pay
Anyway
There gonna be a day
‘cause the troop they roll in
To posse up
Whole from the ground
Ready to go
Throw another round
Sick of the ride
It’s suicide
For the other side of town
When i find a way to shut ‘em down
Who count the money
In da neigborhood
But we spendin’ money
To no end lookin’ for a friend
In a war to the core
Rippin’ up the poor in da stores
Till they get a brother
Kickin’ down doors
Then i figure i kick it bigger
Look ‘em dead in the eye
And they wince
Defense is pressurized
They don’t want it to be
Another racial attack
In disguise so give some money back
I like nike but wait a minite
The neighborhood supports so put some
Money in it
Corporations owe
Dey gotta give up the dough
To da town
Or else
We gotta shut ‘em down

Shut Em Down (Letra)

DMX

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Ridenhour – robertz – gary g-wiz – depper

I testified
My mama cried
Black people died
When the other man lied
See the tv, listen to me double trouble
I overhaul and i’m comin’
From the lower level
I’m takin’ tabs
Sho nuff stuff to grab
Like shirts it hurts
Wit a neck to wreck
Took a poll ‘cause our soul
Took a toll
From the education
Of a tv station
But look around
Hear go the sound of the wreckin’ ball
Boom and pound
When i
Shut ‘em down
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
What i use in the battle for the mind
I hit it hard
Like it supposed
Pullin’ no blows to the nose
Like uncle l said i’m rippin’ up shows
Then what it is
Only 5 percent of the biz
I’m addin’ woes
That’s how da way it goes
Then u think i rank never drank, point blank
I own loans
Suckers got me runnin’ from the bank
Civil liberty i can’t see to pay a fee
I never saw a way to pay a sap
To read the law
Then become a victim of a lawyer
Don’t know ya, never saw ya
Tape cued
Gettin’ me sued
Playin’ games wit’ my head
What the judge said put me in the red
Got me thinkin’ ‘bout a trigger to the lead
No no
My education mind say
Suckers gonna pay
Anyway
There gonna be a day
‘cause the troop they roll in
To posse up
Whole from the ground
Ready to go
Throw another round
Sick of the ride
It’s suicide
For the other side of town
When i find a way to shut ‘em down
Who count the money
In da neigborhood
But we spendin’ money
To no end lookin’ for a friend
In a war to the core
Rippin’ up the poor in da stores
Till they get a brother
Kickin’ down doors
Then i figure i kick it bigger
Look ‘em dead in the eye
And they wince
Defense is pressurized
They don’t want it to be
Another racial attack
In disguise so give some money back
I like nike but wait a minite
The neighborhood supports so put some
Money in it
Corporations owe
Dey gotta give up the dough
To da town
Or else
We gotta shut ‘em down

Shut ‘em Down (Letra)

LL Cool J

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[1st verse]
I can shut a nigga down so quick my sounds so sick
My talents spread around while i’m holdin my dick
My dingling shit flip emaculate
Evolutionary flows y’all want more dough
Make wit the best get the best all the rest hit ‘em less
Rip a nigga from the east to the west
Just a lyrical maze lyrical days
God works in mysterious ways
I’m the warlord of war relieve the raw dog
Niggas ain’t even comin close to my low score
Niggas fleein when i’m rippin on the hard core beat
That’s slammin through your jeep like a 44 mack to your back
Nigga l never got rip by a track
I don’t fuck around, always come back
For the lyrical miracle day one platinum plaque right off the back
Looked at every nigga wit the mic on my arm
A time-bomb blowin up ring the alarm
Cool double o flow well to the ll
I’m leave the world looking hard as hell

[chorus]8x
I shut ‘em down
(get off me!!, you can’t hold me!!)

[2nd verse]
To the next plateau niggas bet my flow
Betta bet i role wit more control
Gotta bring the heat that eliminate who can’t compete
Spit razors to rip the beat
Relentless endless friendless when it comes to the lyrical mack
Now off my back stack ‘em drag ‘em now feds waggin
Hear you fassen place on the blood of my veins without passion
Mashin take a little time to think the rhyme out
How to find out
Bump and grind out
Pump the lines out
I’ma show what the microphone is all about without doubt
C to the double o bounce in the bubble eye limo
No i ain’t checkin for you bull shit demo
Everytime you hear me in a battle i’m lethal
Nigga too sweet ‘n low you aint equal

[chorus]
I shut ‘em down (16x)
(after the 8th time)get off me!!, you can’t hold me!!)

[3rd verse]
I can take you to the level if i let my phantom
Nigga bout to rule the world wit one anthem
Kidnapped rap for a handsome ransom
Smoke a little branson on the side of the mansion
Keep it thugged out even when a nigga dancing
Branson make that trans and keep it dancing
I’ma murder every nigga in the game
Can’t stand the rain
Fuck a maintain
Gotta leave the world in flames
Nigga wanna live life stay out of my lanes
Tryin to read my name
Here’s a murderous combo wit you on your pain
Sideways stimulator bringin the flames
Niggas wanna feel me spit the whole clips
Sing along it will split your lip
45 wit an name on the grip
Niggas said you wanna batlle
Nigga now talk shit

[chorus]