Die Bitch/ a murderous Pace-ReRun collaboration

Rating: 4 stars
Local Detroit emcee Pace is back with his accomplice Rerun. Both men are determined to cut fake people’s necks off. The killah track is aimed at another emcee who showed fakeness and two faced attitudes all the way.
In front of somebody who has a two faced attitude, the light of the truth shall always prevail. The song is beautifully introduced by some verses of the Quran. You wanna play it with your devilish ways? God’s sword will cut you off and expose you in your nudity. You might be able to lie to other men, but not to the Creator of mankind.
Numerous violins, dope ass drum beats, a dark bassline in the background will portray the listener the offensive atmosphere.
You like it raw? Pace and Rerun will give it to you, sending a local emcee to hell with no mercy.
While numerous violins are intelligently mixed up with some gunshots, Pace attacks where it really hurts. He will nail his rival’s coffin and draw a realistic picture of a gangsta wannabe filled of self pride, claiming a crown he never owned. The same rival called Pace- who is known as a straight person and a believer of Islamic faith- a « fake Muslim ».
The first verse is murderous and leaves him no chance of survival:
« 
DIE BITCH!!!
DIE BITCH!!!
DIE BITCH!!!
DIE BITCH!!!
YOUSA JOKE BITCH
YOU WALK LIKE YA BOOTY GOT POKED BITCH
(sing)dont lie
AND YOUSA FAGGIT BITCH
I BET YA DADDY PLAYED WITH YA BALLS BITCH
(sing)dont lie
I KEEP EM BUMPIN, I KEEP EM GRINDIDN
IM RUNNIN DIS GAME/
YOU WAS A BITCH BEFORE I MET YOU
AND BITCH U STILL THE SAME//
YOU TALK DAT SMACK LIKE YOUSA GANGSTA
BUT YOUSA BIATCH/
FIRST TIME I MET YOU. I SEEN IT IN YA EYES
DAT YOUSA BIATCH//
ITS IN YA EYES
THAT YOUSA UNDERCOVER FAGGIT/
I PUT MY NINE UPON THE TABLE
BITCH I SEEN YOU WANNA GRAB IT//
TALKIN BOUT YOU A KING
MOE LIKE A THREE LEGGED QUEEN/
I SMOKE L’S , SELL V’S
SHIP YOU TO DA E.R. BIA……….//
IM A ONE MAN FUCKIN ARMY
A HUNDRED OF YOU CRIPPLE BITCHS COULDNT HARM ME/
THUGS DONT ALARM ME
AND DAT WACK SHIT WONT DISARM ME//
FOLLOW DA SUNNA
BOY, I CUT YA NECK TO DA BONE/
TAKE YA WOMEN AND ALL YA CHILDREN
RAISE EM AS MY OWN// »
The second part will leave the victim bleeding. The words are incisive destructive, surgical. ReRun attacks with no mercy, ready to stomp his enemy.
IM BARBARIC AND VISCIOUS
WHEN IM MAKE DAT SOUND/
I SEARCH DAT DOPE SHIT
LIKE IM A K-9 HOUND//
WOOF WOOF WOOF!!!
WHEN I ENTER DIS BITCH/
POP POP POP POP POP
NOW IM LEAVIN DIS BITCH//
CALL ME DA CHEDDA BOY YEAH
CAUSE IM GONNA BE RICH/
YOU CATS DONT WANNA BE UP TO BAT
WHEN IM THROWIN THIS PITCH//
GOT DAT CURV BALL, FAST BALL,
YES BIG BALLS/
CALL ME COOLAIDE MAN
WHEN I BUST IN YA WALLS//
IMA SHARK EMCEE
WHEN IM USING DESE JAWS/
ONLY WAY YOU CAN BATTLE ME IS IF
YOU PUT IT ON PAUSE//
IM ADDICTED ASK YA GIRL
CAUSE IM HURTIN HER JAWS/
CALL ME ME BEAVUS AND BUTHEAD
I LOVE BREAKIN DA LAW//
FUCK WIT ME
AND ILL CHASE YA WIT A CORDLESS SAW/
RESPECT ME IN DIS BITCH
LIKE IM YA GRANDPA//
ILL GIVE IT TO YA MOMS,
YA SIS, AND GRANDMA/
THEY CAN GET NAILED , THE WOOD
WITHOUT A HAMMER!//
The last verse will take Pace enemy’s breath. The listener will enjoy the lyrical stabbing of a fake gangsta.:
« 1,2,3,4,
WHAT THE HELL ARE WE TALKIN FOE/
5,6,7,8,
YOUSA A HOE SO LETS GET IT STRAIGHT//
9,10,11,12,/
KEEP FUCKIN WIT ME
AND IMA SEND YOU TO HELL//
13,14,15,16,/
16 IN DA CLIP IF YA KNOW WHAT I MEAN//
I SEE EM WATCHIN ME
DATS WHY IM WATCHIN DEM/
DEATH IS KNOCKIN ON MY DOOR
BUT HE AINT MY FRIEND//
SLIDE ON UP
RIDE ON UP/
TRY AN TEST ME
LOSE YA LIFE BOY//
KEEP IT STEADY
BOY I KEEP IT READY/
BREATHE , SQUEEZE,
PUT YOU ON YA KNEES//
FASCINATED BY THE GAME
VICTIM OF A TRIPLE BEAM/
JUST A HOOD THUG
WIT BIG MONEY DREAMS//
I KEEP A STACK A BAGGIES
WIT A TABLE FULL A PRODUCT/
KEEP A STACK A LOADED CLIPS
CAUSE IM A FUCKIN RYDA//
IM A RYDA FOR MY BROTHERS
CAUSE MY BROTHERS RIDE FOR ME/
CLICK CLICK
BITCH I SET YA SOUL FREE//
AND IF YOU WANNA MEET GOD
KEEP FUCKIN WIT ME/
I SAY IT AGAIN
BITCH I SET YA SOUL FREEEEEEEEE………….//
U THINK U BIGGER
IMA HUSTLA PULLIN TRIGGERS/
YOU AINT NO GANGSTA
YOUSA FAKE ASS.. »
Sometimes we happen to get fooled by people who play it nice in front of our face, but whose hidden intentions come to surface as soon as those people show their true colors. When snakes drop their masks, you have no other choice left than exposing their lies and make them public. Die, bitch, don’t even ask why!
Globally, Pace and Rerun united their talent to work on a lyrically colored track with some good beats and instrumentals. I recommend this track to all of you. Download it here.
Copyright2006 by Isabelle Esling
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