[ VERSE 1: Prode'je ]. The see-a-are-t-e-l's been here for ages. And ain't not one of them trick-ass radio stations played us. But that didn't fade us because we still gettin it on.
[ VERSE 1: Havikk the Rhime Son ]. Dippin on the enemy I slides like a nigga should. Hands out the window givin it up for the neighborhood. Gangstas and gees servin that ass like the military.
[ VERSE 1: Havikk the Rhime Son ]. I'm high-class, wife got the mink and ( ? ). I'm drinkin Dom Perrignon bathtub all gold. Roll a Lexus with the Rolex on my neck, it's.
[ Rhimeson ]. Can I roll with you?. [ Prode'je ]. Nigga, what can I do?. When I still seem. To day-dream and fiend for green. Cause one plus two, broke muthafuckas, don't equals naythin.
The past is an illusion, there is only now!. The future is a fiction, there is only now!. A brief intermission, there is only now!. Of this there is no question, there is only now!.
The storm is. . [Chorus: x2]. Females better try to trick me now. Cats better try and Out Think Me Now. Stick me now, maybe even kill me now. Let me dominate for two years strong.
When it's over now. Nothing left for the enemy. When the show goes down. And you silence the melody. (That's when you say). I'll be that sound boy inna L.A..
As I take a look down the boulevard. Full of ghetto youth, life is very hard. So many faces bearing the battle scars. But love I bring to the people. Coming straight from the heart.
Like a hard mama work just trying to get by (hey yea). And enough ghetto youth so they still want no get no bly. Just keep on the hustle 'cause we have to stay pon the grind.
[Lord Finesse]. It's Lord Finesse the rhyme vet. Like Bigge I'm "Ready to Die" but it ain't my fucking time yet. I bring the noise like static I cause havoc.
J'ai jamais rêvé d'être un grand rappeur. À vrai dire, ces conneries n'rentrent pas dans mes mœurs. Donc j'suis vraiment désolé d'être meilleur que vous tous.
Bienvenue dans les coins sombres où les mineurs sont dévergondés. Où les rails de coke guident les petits frères qu'ont laissés tomber. Wake up, six du mat', réveil forcé, descente des condés.
Kendo yebisa bango. Tozoya yebisa bango. Kendo, yebisa bango. The Shin Sekaï, Yebisa bango. . Kendo yebisa bango. Tozoya yebisa bango. Kendo, yebisa bango.
The Shin Sekaï, la fureur est dans l'âme. On fait des dièses, on fait les bails. Mon gava, personne est de taille, on ne fait pas dans le détail. La compèt' est inégale, tous les rappeurs pètent un câble.
Les nymphos aiment faire les courses parce qu'il y'a souvent une queue immense. J'vis dans une monde où certains hommes prennent la mort pour délivrance.
Depuis la terre du milieu rien que sa kick,. Passe un coup de fil a se qui nous prenez pour des type,. Dit leurs ta vue la couleur du projet,. Que ta pris des coup bas,.
(I see the gimmicks, the wack lyrics) - The Notorious BIG. . [ Verse 1 ]. I'm usin mics like bangers, victims get hit. Verbal homicide, razor blades spit.
No need to be cooping it home. Got the stoop as my throne. Brick and concrete stricken on me, with a raunchy ho swollen. No Rome throne golden. Only beige with a mix of grey that's the closest, much of my motion's.
I got a fucking story to tell eh. They let the fire hydrants off to cool the block down. When we walk 'round. When the cops 'round. When our music plays.
Cop: "You Annotatewanna go to jail?". Kid: "Well, for what, for what?". Cop: "Shut your fuckin' mouth kid!". Kid: "What am I getting arrested for?". Cop: "For being a fucking mutt".