The Firm

The Firm - Desperados songtekst

Je score:

Nas:
 You ever dance with the devil under the pale moonlight.
 Desperados. Travlin. What the fucks up son. We could
 do this word up we could this.
 Chrous:
 Spendin to many nights on the hyena gettin right
 Breakin big face bennies, bettin against the freindly dice
 I can't call it, It's goin to good to spoil it
 Tell it like it is, the raw shanala we bough it
 To many nights on the hyena gettin right
 Breakin big face bennies, bettin against the freindly dice
 I can't call it, It's goin to good to spoil it
 Tell it like it is, the raw shanala we bough it
 Canibus:
 At a thousand degree Celsius I make MCs melt
 Fuckin my record label I appear courtesy of my self
 Let me explain how I maintain thresh holes to pain
 I walk across the sun bearfoot lookin for shame
 I rearrange your rib cage like a 12 gauge at close range
 And change the poistion of your frame
 My hard raps penetrates through your hard hats and all that nigga
 Get ya wig pealed back
 I scalpe you like the Indians on horse back
 Running bull will hit you harder than running back
 Stunning man with brave and cunning rap
 Swiftly running laps around 48 tracks
 Like uncut crack you feines keep coming back
 Heads is flippin like acrobats on gym mats
 From wacks to antelope tapes to digital decks
 It's critacal black that Canibus is ill like that
 In fact perhaps you should quit rap
 Instead of always tryin ta dis fact
 And niggas keep tellin you that ya shits wack
 I rip rafts
 Hardcore raps rushin you to the floor mat
 Put you in the figure fourth, breakin taw rats
 Jump of the top turn buckuler land on your back
 Til I hear it snaple, crakle, the ref says chill black
 You get clapped bringin the wrong raps to combat
 Like bringin a paint gun to a shoot out with real gats
 Ya'll niggas is wack, rappin over microphone feed back
 My intelligence begins where yours peaks at
 From Fox Boogie and the see through bras year
 The nasty Nas year
 My nigga Nature will explain further if it's not clear
 Nas & Foxy Brown:
 Millionaire look at the sky
 Make sure its still there
 Ice grill stairs that my jewelry is in heavy year
 Pian Carden backin a dapa den dime
 Now flex, table rex, Fox rock Inklein
 Nas(2x):
 Initiated to the firm shit
 Real thugs learn quick
 Sit back and feel the ultimate hit
 Az:
 Go lock in
 Do the knowledge
 Follow the doctrun, we clockin
 On your air waves keepin it rockin
 Blaze up, lift fire, light your purple haz up
 Fix ya tire, bitch ass niggas they should be caged up
 So raise up fuck the playin
 I'm sick of layin
 I could split your spleen off of SK
 Sheels rickashean
 Snatched up in supreme court
 Eyes half shut
 Gold defeandant court of life sentance seem to crack up
 We act what, to real
 Bag two mil
 Nigga cool steal
 Bet I'll be home before the news will
 Blast fuse and leave purple frank matthews
 Perhaps you confuse the concept black, cash rules
 Inkier
 Another halmo deas involved
 Known frezze condo C's
 Seven keys dissolved
 Daily routine, speakin up fo niggas who sling
 Hand to hand on them street corners clamin you king
 It's time to lock this
 Join with us, let your glock spick up through the toxic
 Only fake niggas drocsnitch
 Get your guns out it don't take much for me to dumn out
 Play one route, lay ya shit down and run south
 Nature:
 What's the cause of this shit
 More statistics, deeper than the laws of physics
 Malabu sand the gorgeous bitches
 Weed from 1-2-5, my whole crew live
 A true desperado, one that never choose sides
 And show sympathy
 Just QB, an annotate
 Stock exchange
 Top of the game
 Watch them mention me
 Image is nothin just obey your thirst
 I blaze the puple haze sit in the day then display your birth
 For those concern or just eager to learn I speak for the firm
 With a zone to the chubbier ta burn
 Stashin my richies past traditions
 Like Olympics pass the torch
 Flip shit so ya'll could picture my thoughts, I'm driftin
 It's tight ill wakin up lookin like filth
 Twenty years younger same hunger same ice grill
 Genetically form grade A petagrey
 Born on the crime rhymes a swift tounge
 Helta set it free
 Theoretically peep how we bless this
 Young and restless,
 Guns and westins learnin to connect through lessons
 From coop fees to camps, niggas shoot wack
 It's a proven fact, 97 mine ya'll niggas move back
 Chorus
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Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: The Album (1997)

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