Welcome to the purple world, it go down. Candy coated streets of crime, we grind. S-Coup with the ceiling recline, we shine. Represent it till the end of time, 'cause it's mine.
Throw, yo' hands highhh wave 'em side to side. Throw, yo' hands highhh wave 'em side to side. Throw, yo' hands highhh wave 'em side to side. Throw, yo' hands highhh wave 'em side to side.
{Big Moe talking]. Po'it up baby. Let'ssip. Sip with Moe. Let's po' some mo'. Back do. . [Chorus: H.A.W.K., Z-Ro, Big Moe]. [HA.W.K., Z-Ro, Big Moe]. Po' it up.
Verse 1 [Big Moe]. Motorola big face folder bumping grinding just to get it. 3rd Ward, Texas block I bled it to rescore thats where I'm head it. The streets is watching I'm not stopping cause my bills gone keep on stacking.
[Intro]. WHAT CAN I DO SELL A RECORD? I CAN'T EVEN GIVE THIS SHIT AWAY! ALL MY CDS ALL WENT WOOD AND I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY:. . [Verse 1]. Let me start from the beginnin, I GOT NO CLASS, NO LOVE, NO TALENT.
At all costs, (at all costs), at all costs, (at all costs). "It's vicious......Inhuman". . (Verse 1). Professional, upping the decibel a decimal above.
Went to napster dot com and remoted it voted it downloaded it. uploaded my song and promoted it. wack capitalism like a state capital prison. but free enterprise has risen.
"Get on down" (repeat 4X cut and scratched). . I wanna fuck, drink beer, and smoke some shit!. Fuck, drink beer, and smoke some shit!. I wanna fuck, drink beer, and smoke some shit!.
Showing love, with the fucking bass in your face. New York City have mercy one time, introducing the crew. . [Fashion]. Hey, you ain't really you and you ain't really down.
phone ringing..... little girl:Monkey, where you at monkey??. . [Chorus]. And what, rappers wanna bring it to me. Oh, you the nicest M.C. (so so so so so).
I put my life on my music and everything around me. Streets that I was raised on, livin' on so ruggedly. So I decided way back in the day. That I'm gonna try and take whateva comes my way.
(Anybody Killa). There's a party goin' on, who's comin' with?. To kill the rest of that malt 40, and grab ya shit. I hope you got some money, cause I ain't got your back.
Purrfect Storm. . -Andre Nickatina. man you can picture my perfection from the purple in the paper. get it popin 'cause its poppin. put the pimpin in the player.
queazy, lets get it pumped up in this bitch. . get pumped. like we never did before, but we about to turn it up and try to pimp the show. -i kick raps from the back all the way to the front row, equipto, shag, nas, already got the blunt rolled.
"Like my ass mothafucka, this a bidniz...". . "Aight, that, thats cool...". I cook it up right so you cant resist. Andre please can I have another hit.
im from the era or rhyme, reagan. and from my dress code and my style tiga ya you know what im slangin'. valentine heart shooter. pinky nail for real and cant ya tell aint nobody cuter.
Pieces Of A Broken Man. . -Andre Nickatina. i got a habit like a crazy lady. ive been an addict since the late 80's. i got tha soul of a crack baby. i get material thangs wit the imperial game.
(Long live the King). . yo picture God a perfect cut diamond. or bein the motha fucka man without even tryin. livin like im dead to the world with tickets yo and refferals.
I'm a forseer. mind reader. ebenezer. leave ya. in a lyrical siezure. ya hit em wit a (ten team visa). no lecture or leisure. the spectrum i cover. spreads throughout reigons.