Nine

Nine - Ahh Shit lyrics

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* some coughing * * speaking through weed *
 Ahh man  this shit is ill
 Ahh this shit is butter right here kid
 This that old flav kid

 [Nine]
 I enter the room with the bang and the boom
 and the tune where heat fumes  hot like June
 I represent the Bronx to the fullest  New York is the essence
 I've been writin rhymes since my adolescence
 Hip Hop gives me love and I give it right back
 If your shit is wack I must attack
 Send lead to your head oh what a bloody mess it's gon' be
 That's the flav, when a rapper tries to step to an MC
 My skills are grown like a dreadlock
 I got mad intelligence, so it just won't STOP!
 You could never in your life slice a brick with a butterknife
 You're livin trife, that's aight, my crew loves to fight
 Bring the noise, and watch me turn down the volume
 like chicka-pow, buck buck buck, chicka-BOOM!
 Not the one to step to, not the one to test
 It'll be a bloody mess

 Chorus: Nine {sing-song, with his crew}

 Yo that's that AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh shit, shit!
 C'mon, c'mon! [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!]
 Yo that's that AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh shit, shit!
 C'mon, c'mon! [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!]

 [Nine]
 I get mad when niggaz try to play me like I'm stupid
 I start shootin like a revolution, or Cupid
 I don't miss, infrared type thing goin on
 I drop a bomb like Hiroshima with my nina
 then move my razor blade like a crossfade on your jawline
 Understand, Nine is Optimus Prime
 Follow the leader with the speed of, a cheetar
 You want a fair one nigga? Put up your dick beater
 Your hands are flesh and bone, my hands are flesh bone
 Everybody bleeds, but some fear vocal tones
 The devil didn't make me do it, YOU made me do it
 You're spreadin rumors like a bitch
 so I cut off your switch
 Left you bleedin, and needin
 medical attention with a hole in your head, I forgot to mention
 I react like a rattlesnake when under stress
 It'll be a FUCKIN mess

 Chorus

 [Nine]
 Who's the soul survivor, who gets liver than the
 numba won contender, Nine that's me, real MC from the Boogie Down B
 Underrated suckers hated the fact that I woke up like King Tut
 Recognize that you're BUTT!
 Cut the crap, my rap as old as dirt, you get hurt
 I fill in blanks like piranhas in goldfish tanks
 Niggaz is walkin the plank off the Empire State Building
 I broadcast, quick fast, to fuck that ass!
 Leave you brainless when I pull out the stainless steel
 Word life son, ahh, shit is real..

 [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!]
 [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!]
 [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!]
 [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!]
 [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!] *music starts to fade*
 [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!]
 [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT!]
 [AHHH-ahhh-AHHH-ahh SHIT, SHIT
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Profile Records

Details:

Released in: 1995

Language: English

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