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Trouble is his talent
Actors Clifton Powell (actor), Greg Travis (actor), Miko Lee (actress), Kurupt (actor), Stacey Travis (actress), Hassan Johnson (producer), Hassan Johnson (actor), Prodigy (producer), Prodigy (actor), Bone Crusher (actor), Mel Gorham (actress), N'Bushe Wright (actress), Paul Sado (writer), Paul Sado (actor), Jake Robards (actor),
Actors James Patrick Vaughan (producer), James Patrick Vaughan (director), James Patrick Vaughan (writer), James Patrick Vaughan (editor), James Patrick Vaughan (actor), Kyle B. Davis (writer), Kyle B. Davis (actor), Kyle B. Davis (producer), Kyle B. Davis (director), Kyle B. Davis (editor), Stephanie Stephens (actress), Jonathan Davis (actor),
Actors David A. Holcombe (producer), David A. Holcombe (writer), David A. Holcombe (editor), David A. Holcombe (director), David A. Holcombe (costume designer), David A. Holcombe (producer), Christopher Carson Emmons (composer), Bryn Packard (actor), Nick Reise (actor), Del Harvey (producer), Nick Reise (producer), Ed Wolf (actor), Ray Pritchett (actor), Jill Oliver (actress), John Gray (actor),
Actors David A. Holcombe (producer), David A. Holcombe (writer), David A. Holcombe (editor), David A. Holcombe (director), David A. Holcombe (costume designer), David A. Holcombe (producer), Christopher Carson Emmons (composer), Bryn Packard (actor), Nick Reise (actor), Del Harvey (producer), Nick Reise (producer), Ed Wolf (actor), Ray Pritchett (actor), Jill Oliver (actress), John Gray (actor),
Actors P.J. Walker (actor), Bill Alfonso (actor), Lance Storm (actor), Yoshihiro Tajiri (actor), Rob Van Dam (actor), Tom Laughlin (actor), Joey Styles (actor), Jonathan Rechner (actor), Jerry Lynn (actor), Jim Fullington (actor), Terry Gerin (actor), James Maritato (actor), Steve Corino (actor), Jerome Young (actor), Mikey Whipwreck (actor),
Actors Terry Gerin (actor), Terry Funk (actor), Mike Durham (actor), Bobby Eaton (actor), Sho Funaki (actor), Sid Eudy (actor), Shane Douglas (actor), Terry Brunk (actor), Scott Bigelow (actor), Steve Corino (actor), Chris Candido (actor), Jim Fullington (actor), Dionicio Castellanos (actor), Oscar Gutiérrez (actor), Bill Alfonso (actor),
Actors Herbert Wilcox (director), Tullio Carminati (actor), Arthur Finn (actor), Laurence Hanray (actor), Vincent Holman (actor), Nicolas Koline (actor), Olive Blakeney (actress), Anna Neagle (actress), Herbert Wilcox (producer), Anthony Kimmins (writer), Herman J. Mankiewicz (writer), Austin Melford (writer), Leslie Banks (actor), Anthony Ireland (actor), Henry Caine (actor),
NEW ALBUM ‘THE DAY IS MY ENEMY’ OUT 30TH MARCH 2015 – http://po.st/ProdigyStore10 + http://po.st/DayIsMyEnemyiTunes13 Pre-order the new album ‘The Day Is My Enemy’ now and get three tracks to download immediately including ‘Wild Frontier’ Available from The Prodigy Store, iTunes or Amazon Digital - the new single ‘Wild Frontier’ will download immediately, along with ‘Nasty’ and the album title track, ‘The Day Is My Enemy’. PRE-ORDER NOW FROM The Prodigy Store - http://po.st/ProdigyStore10 iTunes - http://po.st/DayIsMyEnemyiTunes13 Amazon (physical/digital) - http://po.st/DayIsMyEnemyAllForm10 LINKS Web - http://theprodigy.com Facebook - http://po.st/TheProdigyFacebook Twitter - http://po.st/TheProdigyTwitter Instagram - http://po.st/TheProdigyInstagram Youtube - http://po.st/TheProdigyYoutube CREDITS Director/ producer: Mascha Halberstad Animation: Elmer Kaan Props and Sets: Sebastian Doermann, Lorenzo Adamson Costume design: Marije van Ouwerkerk Production company: Superfelix Image Post Production by FLOW Compositing: Florentijn Bos, Kenn Kalvik Hedin,Harish Kumar Grading: Jef Grosfeld Special thanks: Marleen Slot, Fiona van Heemstra, Felix Pfeiffer, Alex Scholing
NEW ALBUM ‘THE DAY IS MY ENEMY’ OUT 30TH MARCH 2015 - http://po.st/ProdigyStore3 Pre-order ‘The Day Is My Enemy’ now from the The Prodigy Store (for Exclusive Bundle and Gig tickets) or iTunes and get the new single ‘Nasty’ to download immediately. PRE-ORDER NOW FROM The Prodigy Store - http://po.st/ProdigyStore3 iTunes - http://po.st/DayIsMyEnemyiTunes3 Amazon - http://po.st/DayIsMyEnemyAllForm3 LINKS Web - http://theprodigy.com Facebook - www.facebook.com/theprodigyofficial Twitter - https://twitter.com/the_prodigy Instagram - http://instagram.com/theprodigyofficial Youtube - https://www.youtube.com/user/ProdigyChannel VIDEO CREDITS Director: Oliver Jones Producer : Oliver Jones & Brandon Kahn Production Company : Better Feeling Films
This is The Prodigy's video for Firestarter - released 1996.
BUY THE NEW ALBUM ‘THE DAY IS MY ENEMY’ NOW - Itunes: http://prdgy.co/DayIsMyEnem... + Official Website: http://prdgy.co/ProdigyStore24 + Amazon: http://prdgy.co/DayIsMyEnem... Includes the new tracks ‘Wild Frontier’, ‘The Day Is My Enemy’ & ‘Nasty’ The Prodigy performing ‘Wild Frontier’ from the new album ‘The Day Is My Enemy’, at Future Music Festival Australia 2015. Subscribe to the Prodigy’s official YouTube channel: http://prdgy.co/ProdigySubs... Brand new The Day Is My Enemy merch now available from The Prodigy store - Check it out here http://prdgy.co/t0SDB4 Follow The Prodigy: Web - http://theprodigy.com Facebook - http://po.st/TheProdigyFace... Twitter - http://po.st/TheProdigyTwitter Instagram - http://po.st/TheProdigyInst... Youtube - http://po.st/TheProdigyYoutube Spotify - http://prdgy.co/Spotify Tour: Monday May 4th - Newcastle 02 Academy SOLD OUT Tuesday May 5th - Bridlington Spa SOLD OUT Thursday May 7th - Birmingham O2 Academy SOLD OUT Friday May 8th - Cardiff Arena SOLD OUT Friday May 8th - Cardiff Arena SOLD OUT Saturday May 9th - Blackpool Empress Ballroom SOLD OUT Monday May 11th - Reading Rivermead SOLD OUT Tuesday May 12th - Brighton Centre SOLD OUT Thursday May 14th - Bournemouth BIC SOLD OUT Friday May 15th - London Alexandra Palace (Late show until 3am) SOLD OUT Saturday May 16th - London Alexandra Palace SOLD OUT “The most exciting - and most angrily British - album of the year” – Kerrang! KKKKK (Classic) "the strongest and most confident Prodigy album since 'The Fat Of The Land'” - NME 8/10 "They've done it again, and you can't help but love them for it" - Album Of The Month – Mixmag 8/10 “Bigger, better and crazier with every track” – Zoo 4/5 “Snarling electronic bass and beats” – Uncut 7/10 BUY THE NEW ALBUM ‘THE DAY IS MY ENEMY’ NOW Includes the new tracks ‘Nasty’, ‘The Day Is My Enemy’ & ‘Wild Frontier’ This is the official YouTube Channel for The Prodigy.
NEW ALBUM ‘THE DAY IS MY ENEMY’ OUT 30TH MARCH 2015 - http://po.st/ProdigyStore3 Pre-order ‘The Day Is My Enemy’ now from The Prodigy Store (for Exclusive Bundle and Gig tickets) or iTunes and get the new track ‘The Day Is My Enemy’ to download immediately along with the single 'Nasty'
Video for The Prodigy's 'Breathe' Directed by Walter Stern.
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Tracklist: 01. Worlds on Fire 02. Their Law 03. Breathe 04. Breathe Dubstep 05. Omen 06. Poison 07. Warrior's Dance 08. Firestarter 09. Run With The Wolves 1...
NEW ALBUM ‘THE DAY IS MY ENEMY’ OUT 30TH MARCH 2015. PRE-ORDER NOW - Itunes: http://prdgy.co/DayIsMyEnemyiTunes28 + Official Website: http://prdgy.co/ProdigyStore24 + Amazon: http://prdgy.co/DayIsMyEnemyAllForm22 Pre-order the new album ‘The Day Is My Enemy’ now and get five tracks to download immediately including ‘Ibiza ft. Sleaford Mods’ Available from The Prodigy Store, iTunes or Amazon Digital - the new single ‘Ibiza ft. Sleaford Mods’ will download immediately, along with ‘Nasty’, the album title track ‘The Day Is My Enemy’, ‘Wall Of Death’ & ‘Wild Frontier’ Stream ‘Ibiza ft. Sleaford Mods’ and all other tracks from The Day Is My Enemy on Spotify - http://prdgy.co/TDIMEPlaylist4 Subscribe to the Prodigy YouTube channel: http://prdgy.co/ProdigySubscribe Watch the Official Video for The Wild Frontier here: http://po.st/WildFrontierYT Follow The Prodigy: Web - http://theprodigy.com Facebook - http://po.st/TheProdigyFacebook Twitter - http://po.st/TheProdigyTwitter Instagram - http://po.st/TheProdigyInstagram Youtube - http://po.st/TheProdigyYoutube Spotify - http://prdgy.co/Spotify Tour: Monday May 4th - Newcastle 02 Academy SOLD OUT Tuesday May 5th - Bridlington Spa http://smarturl.it/Bridling... Thursday May 7th - Birmingham O2 Academy SOLD OUT Friday May 8th - Cardiff Arena http://smarturl.it/CardiffA... Friday May 8th - Cardiff Arena http://smarturl.it/CardiffA... Saturday May 9th - Blackpool Empress Ballroom SOLD OUT Monday May 11th - Reading Rivermead SOLD OUT Tuesday May 12th - Brighton Centre SOLD OUT Thursday May 14th - Bournemouth BIC http://smarturl.it/Bournemo... Friday May 15th - London Alexandra Palace (Late show until 3am) SOLD OUT Saturday May 16th - London Alexandra Palace SOLD OUT NEW ALBUM ‘THE DAY IS MY ENEMY’ OUT 30TH MARCH 2015. Pre-order the new album ‘The Day Is My Enemy’ now and get five tracks to download immediately including ‘Ibiza ft. Sleaford Mods’ This is the official YouTube Channel for The Prodigy.
The original and fully uncensored director's cut version of The Prodigy's music video "Smack my bitch up"... Enjoy!!! What's new: + 2:18 - Coke shooting (fai...
NEW ALBUM ‘THE DAY IS MY ENEMY’ OUT 30TH MARCH 2015. PRE-ORDER NOW - Itunes: http://prdgy.co/DayIsMyEnem... + Official Website: http://prdgy.co/ProdigyStore24 + Amazon: http://prdgy.co/DayIsMyEnem... Pre-order the new album ‘The Day Is My Enemy’ now and get five tracks to download immediately including ‘Ibiza ft. Sleaford Mods’ Available from The Prodigy Store, iTunes or Amazon Digital - the new single ‘Ibiza ft. Sleaford Mods’ will download immediately, along with ‘Nasty’, the album title track ‘The Day Is My Enemy’, ‘Wall Of Death’ & ‘Wild Frontier’ The Prodigy new album 'The Day Is My Enemy' is now available to stream in full on iTunes here: http://prdgy.co/iTunesStream a week ahead of release on March 30th! Subscribe to the Prodigy YouTube channel: http://prdgy.co/ProdigySubs... Brand new The Day Is My Enemy merch now available from The Prodigy store - Check it out here http://prdgy.co/t0SDB4 Follow The Prodigy: Web - http://theprodigy.com Facebook - http://po.st/TheProdigyFace... Twitter - http://po.st/TheProdigyTwitter Instagram - http://po.st/TheProdigyInst... Youtube - http://po.st/TheProdigyYoutube Spotify - http://prdgy.co/Spotify Tour: Monday May 4th - Newcastle 02 Academy SOLD OUT Tuesday May 5th - Bridlington Spa SOLD OUT Thursday May 7th - Birmingham O2 Academy SOLD OUT Friday May 8th - Cardiff Arena SOLD OUT Friday May 8th - Cardiff Arena SOLD OUT Saturday May 9th - Blackpool Empress Ballroom SOLD OUT Monday May 11th - Reading Rivermead SOLD OUT Tuesday May 12th - Brighton Centre SOLD OUT Thursday May 14th - Bournemouth BIC SOLD OUT Friday May 15th - London Alexandra Palace (Late show until 3am) SOLD OUT Saturday May 16th - London Alexandra Palace SOLD OUT Saturday May 16th - London Alexandra Palace SOLD OUT NEW ALBUM ‘THE DAY IS MY ENEMY’ OUT 30TH MARCH 2015. Pre-order the new album ‘The Day Is My Enemy’ now and get five tracks to download immediately including ‘Ibiza ft. Sleaford Mods’ This is the official YouTube Channel for The Prodigy.
This is The Prodigy's video for Out Of Space http://www.theprodigy.com.
Video for the single Omen by The Prodigy This is available on all formats including download http://tinyurl.com/TheProdigyOmen It's taken from the 5th album ...
The Prodigy - Baby's Got A Temper (Videoclip) By Medvídek 320kbps sound !!
You won't believe how talented this kid is! Ellen put his skills to the test, and boy did he deliver.
Fourteen-year-old programmer and software developer Santiago Gonzalez might just be the next Steve Jobs. He already has 15 iOS apps to his name and dreams of...
This is The Prodigy's video for No Good (Start The Dance) http://wwww.theprodigy.com.
The Prodigy - Narayan (original) Album: The Fat of the Land Copyright recordings, music and lyrics reproduced by kind permission of Take Me To The Hospital /...
Track List 01 Firestarter (Empirion Mix) 02 Smack My Bitch Up (Noisia Remix) 03 Take Me To The Hospital (09 EQ) 04 Break & Enter 05 Breathe 06 More Girls 07 We Gonna Rock 08 Crazy Man 09 Hyperspeed (G-Force Part 2) 10 GOA (The Heat The Energy Part 2) 11 The Heat (The Energy) 12 Weather Experience (Top Buzz Remix) 13 Wind It Up (Rewound) 14 Out Of Space (Techno Underworld Remix) 15 Jericho 16 Music Reach (1.2.3.4.) 17 Full Throttle (Original Mix) 18 Voodoo People 19 Speedway (Theme from Fastlane) 20 Skylined 21 Warrior's Dance
Музыкальные новинки 2015, Новая музыка в стиле Electro Punk, Ди-джей Микс. THE BEST OF THE PRODIGY 2015 (PRIMESHOK DJ MIX) Бесплатно скачать Mix (Free Download) - http://pdj.cc/FlBTu PRIMESHOK Официальные страницы / Official Page: http://www.primeshok.com/ https://vk.com/primeshok http://promodj.com/PRIMESHOK https://twitter.com/PRIMESHOK https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC0gAHoe1oCLrVhaPMf7zUmg Track List: the prodigy - omen the prodigy - colours the prodigy - invaders must die the prodigy - Spitfire the prodigy - piranha the prodigy - Voodoo People the prodigy - Smack My Bitch Up the prodigy - Breathe the prodigy - take me to the hospital
The Prodigy - Mindfields (original) Album: The Fat of the Land Copyright recordings, music and lyrics reproduced by kind permission of Take Me To The Hospita...
Meet Keith O'Dell, a bonafide pool playing prodigy. At just five years old, Keith pockets balls like a pro. The sport is in Keith's genes - his parents play ...
video for Poison - released 1995 directed by Walter Stern http://www.theprodigy.com.
http://www.theprodigy.com/ This is the new video for the song "warrior's dance" from Prodigy.
The Prodigy ... It’s been almost two decades since The Prodigy released their album The Fat of the Land ...
South China Morning Post 2015-04-18You just did, and I just want you to be happy. I do." Photo Courtesy of Steve Wilkie/Prodigy Pictures.
The Examiner 2015-04-18Filling in for Billy Slater at fullback for Melbourne, Cameron Munster again showed he is ready to ...
noodls 2015-04-18Just a few years ago, teenage science prodigy Jack Andraka was at an all-time low ... "It left deep emotional scars ... co.
Belfast Telegraph 2015-04-18Except in those rare cases when it might not ... Here McCay launched upon a career of prodigious productivity ... HELLO. WHAT. YES.
The Daily Beast 2015-04-18Dance prodigy Maddie Ziegler in Big Girls Photograph: ... prodigy Maddie Ziegler into the spotlight.
The Guardian 2015-04-17Kampala - In Uganda, the Disney movie production of The Queen of Katwe, about young chess prodigy ...
Big News Network 2015-04-17This led to my mother, Yaltah Menuhin (also a child prodigy musician, a pianist), getting a call from Marlon Brando.
Huffington Post 2015-04-17Golf prodigy Augie Baccus ("Friday Night Lights' " Jeremy Sumpter) has big plans. But after easily ...
Denver Post 2015-04-17The pilot-friendly cockpit enables single-pilot operation and offers the Prodigy Flight Deck, with Synthetic Vision System.
noodls 2015-04-178. Writer-director Terry Jastrow introduces his small-town hero Augie (Jeremy Sumpter) — a young Southern golf prodigy with U.
The Los Angeles Times 2015-04-17... Prodigy Series, brings a neutral running style, and a lifestyle twist on a performance style.
The Examiner 2015-04-17... scoring a prodigious hat-trick, while looking every bit an unstoppable force to be reckoned with.
noodls 2015-04-17Albert Johnson, (born November 2, 1974), better known by his stage name Prodigy, is an American rapper and one half of the hip-hop and rap duo Mobb Deep. He is the great-great-grandson of the founder of Morehouse College. Prodigy was born with sickle-cell anemia and has suffered from the disease throughout his life.
Born in Hempstead, New York, Prodigy became a member of the duo Mobb Deep. He comes from a musical family—his grandfather, Budd Johnson, and his uncle Keg Johnson are remembered for their contributions to the Bebop era of jazz. His mother, Fatima Frances Collins, sang in The Crystals and recorded such hits as “Da Doo Ron Ron” and “Then He Kissed Me”. Propelled to awareness partially by fellow rapper Nas, who took a similar approach lyrically on his Illmatic album from 1994, as well as with the aid of a successful single, "Shook Ones Pt. 2," Mobb Deep released The Infamous. A year later, in 1996, Prodigy and Havoc released Hell on Earth; debuting at number six on SoundScan the album was composed with both evocative beats and cinematic rhymes that communicated the dark side of New York's urban landscape. Due to a grim video for "Hell on Earth (Front Lines)" and theatrical Scarface-like photos inside the CD booklet picturing the duo with guns and a mound of cocaine, Mobb Deep had created an elaborate image for themselves that took hardcore gangsta rap to a new level for East Coast hip hop. Its next release, Murda Muzik, was heavily bootlegged while still in its demo stage, leaking, onto the streets and over the internet, rough versions of the nearly 30 songs the duo had recorded .[citation needed].
(Section 4 at 6:16)
(Lyrics by M. Diamond, R. Rubin, A. Yauch and The King)
There it is C kick it!!!
Father to many C married to none
And in case youre unaware I carry a gun
Stepped into the party C the place was over packed
Saw the kid that dissed my homey and shot him in the back
I had to get a beeper cause my phone is tapped
You better keep your mouth shut cause Im fully strapped
I got money in the bank C I can still get high
Thats why your girlfriend thinks that Im so fly
Ive got money and juice C twin sisters in my bed
Their father had envy so I shot him in the head
If I played guitar Id be Jimmy Page
The girlies I like are underage (Check it!)
Girls with boyfriends are the kind I like
Ill steal your honey like I stole your bike
Your father C hes jealous cause Im making that green
Ive got the girlies numbers from the places I been
The following material has been rated next
By the Divine Mill association
It is intended for a mature audience
Parental discretion is advised
Through our journey you will be experiencing
Sounds like(woman: Ay Papi)
And even shit like (woman moaning)
Hell you might even get some (woman moaning)
And a little (woman: I love you give me more)
(section 2 at 4:52)
I got more rhymes than madonna gets dicked!
That's right boys, you are now jammin' to the sounds of the boogie down!
Hit 'em like this, hoooooooo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, can I get a yes (yes)
Can I get a motherfuckin' yes (yes)
Do I get wreck and get respect (yes)
Lyrically I can get wreck (yes), okay
Well can I get a ho (ho)
Can I get motherfuckin' ho (ho)
Do I get wreck at any show (ho)
Lyrically I got the flow (ho), say here we go
Coming from the butcher shop
Fuck with krs and the dog and get chopped
Chopped, say stopped, hah think stopped
Stop listen to the hip-hop while others slip-slop
Till they hit the tip-top now it's time to get props
Wack mc's I just tax
I'll eat tracks, shit it out with ex-lax
Bitch ass niggaz step aside
Tenderoni rappers, means your homicide
Toyin' non-believers, here's the menace side
Genocide, come inside, you're goin' on a murder ride
Peace to all the true hip-hop followers out there!
Let's jet out, we'll cruise at hyperspeed,
I've got the beat, I've got the beat
(section 2 at 1:52)
How high! oh I can kiss the sun
Run a minute mile while you hitch hike
Love shines a light I'll be a winner cup
And I'm lookin' for the one who cut you up
You're not having me you know the skies are mean
And I'm hopin' for a way to free you, love
I'm fixing holes the ones you break up come in from your drive
And the hand that rocks you cuts you up like lyrics of your life
I can't buy what I've done before
I want to open up another door
I'm going to let you pass I'm on another pass
I want to be the king while you zig zag
On a holy road like caine from kung fu
How high oh! I can kiss the sun
Hang on to your hopes my darlin' don't let it slip away
And the hand that holds you keeps you warm and [...] don't let it slip away
(...)
You hear me
Up, up and away in my beautiful my beautiful
Up, up and away in my beautiful my beautiful balloon
Now get out!
Gimme
Give me a ride!
Hot ride in my air balloon
Skippin fast right around the moon
On a bullet train out of town
Walking talkie, one hand down!
You hear me
Up, up and away in my beautiful, my beautiful
Up, up and away in my beautiful, my beautiful balloon
I'll put you out!
Gimme
Give me a ride!
Gimme
Give me a ride!
Hot ride in my air balloon
Skippin fast right around the moon
On a bullet train out of town
Walkie talkie, one hand down
Hot ride in my air balloon
Skipping fast right around the moon
Minds made up, theres no luck when time leaves you
Hot ride in my air balloon
Skipping fast right around the moon
Times made up, theres no luck when time leaves you
You gotta...
PUSH IT!
PUSH IT!
You gotta...
PUSH IT!
PUSH IT!
You gotta...
PUSH IT!
PUSH IT!
You gotta...
PUSH IT!
(section 1 at 3:28)
(intro)
One two, one two
Ultramagnetic's in full effect
We talkin' about givin' the drummer some
You know what, kool keith, yo, tell 'em what's on your mind
(kool keith)
I'm ready and now it's my turn to build
Uplift, get swift, then drift off... and do my own thing
Switch up change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up like a pimp
For any rapper who attempt to wear troop's and step on my path
I'm willing as a a-1 general rhyme enforcer 235 on a rhyme test
Whatever group or vest in line I put 'em all behind
Play mc ultra as a warning sign of my skill, and what my mind deserves
I smell a grape in the duck preserves and
Who deserves the right to be king of the screen
And shout wack poetry what, are you buggin'
Germs that want to law me, quit it, before I heat your ear off
Let your burn deduct another year off rappin' for a face I'm slappin'
Gimme applause when hands start clappin', now give the drummer some
(MAN
(WOMAN
Imagine how it would be
To be at the top
Making cash money
Go and tour all
around the world
Tell stories about
all the young girls
Imagine how it would be
To be at the top
Making cash money
Girls
(WOMAN
Travel fast
Have a blast
Travel fast
Make it last
Girls, Girls Round the world!
(WOMAN
Imagine how it would be
To be at the top
Making cash money
Go and tour all
around the world
Tell stories about
all the young girls
(WOMAN
You got to get up
If you wanna get
I hate people that ain't movin' their shoes
and I hate everybody that I see not feelin' my groove
I like rhymes that be quick as we be takin' the bar
but I hate everybody that don't like electric guitars and I
hate people who think they can dose up their medicine fuckin' with venom... and I
twista... show them the force I'd like to see somebody talkin shit get turned up a corpse
only model with the ones that got the wickedest drawers... kick it with ya'll
but I hate phony ass people
and I hate having no dro
and I hate bitchy-ass clubs that don't be havin no bitches that break it down to the floor
and I hate when I can't help somebody
and I hate when I ain't got dough
and I hate everyone feelin twista and prodigy rockin' music party music control
You've got to get up
If you wanna get off
Keep your eyes open... so I can stop you from blinkin
Make you feel... try to see what you're thinkin
Through the hole in your dome while I'm holding my own
Get so cold in the zone I'm destroying my clone
I can fill the fuckin' room up with torture and pain..
lyrical... is coursing my veins
It's the trilogy of terror... from my era
Oh my God, that's the funky shit
Oh my God, that's the funky shit
Oh my God, that's the funky shit
Oh my God, that's the funky shit
They see me coming they say they come big time
yeah nigga big money big rhymes
big old thing in my past for big body dimes
between hate and love is a very thin line
you see me coming they say they go big dope
yeah nigga big money, big song
big old thing in my short for big body bro's
between hate and love is where the guns pop off
Now I don't buy shit, all of my chips go high lips
boog it up nice jeans, born styling
hot tack shit, expects shower hate TV's
in the mirrors watch the house with my bad chick
pull size to cruise, bubble back that oh we feelin in the move
with some slow wet sex she real splash it
she told me go long and do it bad at me
..what did you say you and I say
in love forever in life is but a dream don't wait me
spreeze at venees them little T-shirt look purp
when the titties my baby
lip crazy and I..stress free everything is old love lately
and ever since we hooked up life is wavy
we at good the..wherever you sun blazin
Superstar life, superstar life
we crime and crime don't pay, girl what you know about it
in other words these name are dangerous free
come fly with me you'll be my co-pilot
superstar life she was start life
we crime to rhyme don't pay girl what you know about it
in other words these name are dangerous free
come fly with me you'll be my co-pilot
Let's get hot, damn, that ass is first class
so hot, so hot hey y'all is
so hot, damn, that ass is first class
so hot, I know you see that rider with
Let's get hot, damn, that ass is first class
so hot, so hot bitches got money
so hot, damn, that ass is first class
so hot, it will last nigga swing that
Rolling up before the first one is even over
we run the game till the game we never sober
the cush I'm smoking on is from the growl world
the smell is reminiscent of a molder
cut from the same..is all the same
me and Prodigy see all this change
now we gotta be from this stronger strange
I'm cool with the..I bring it on the plane
say I'm wolves bitch that's with my cubans
I got all the snootch ti all for do it music
fuck the money rub the family the most
the rest alone I can't remember being bro
get hot so much don't know how to be in low
I'll take a nigga crib and spin it on the low
that mean I'm ballin like a ball game
30 thousand on this bar name
Superstar life, superstar life
we crime and crime don't pay, girl what you know about it
in other words these name are dangerous free
come fly with me you'll be my co-pilot
superstar life she was start life
we crime to rhyme don't pay girl what you know about it
in other words these name are dangerous free
come fly with me you'll be my co-pilot
Who to ever guess that VSOP be so gifted
..in a new year with this big shit
it sound like my amy night on the club strip
sitting in the fly begin lifted
on it low lady spark man coach me
no cack cold no say say
no excuse me miss
they see me..is more like what up kid
I see you shining I can smell it nigga with money
what up big time is main but just mother f*cking good life girl
you're looking good man, you can have a good night
bring your chicks to the ricks
we got all the bottoms in the splished
they come and get some room service from the garden sex
are you my guard as you find out soon enough maybe know
Superstar life, superstar life
we crime and crime don't pay, girl what you know about it
in other words these name are dangerous free
come fly with me you'll be my co-pilot
superstar life she was start life
we crime to rhyme don't pay girl what you know about it
in other words these name are dangerous free
[Big Noyd:]
They could say what they say
You know I ride to the grave when it's beef
That Mobb shit, you know that hard shit for the streets
That diabetic rap, nigga ain't nothing sweet
That 'Murda Muzik' Infamous Mobb Deep
It's nothing for me to wild out, buck niggas fo'real
I run up in their spot wake 'em with the blue steel
Got a nina, that got more bodies than Katrina
Till I'm locked up, I'll pop up on your block with dem heaterz
We stomp niggas out just to break your new Timbs
Which means it's nothing just to break a few limbs
The Gemstar cut a few and give 'em new chins
Ain't no telling what I'll do off that Juice & Gin
It's the rapper, the gun clapper, yeah it's him
The 41st side and we at it again
You ain't come up hard like Hav' and KB
You ain't living like Noyd and P
[Chorus: Prodigy]
Nah, never it's nothing for me to cut 'em
Nothing for me to touch 'em
Nothing for me to kill
Nah, never it's nothing for me to buck 'em
Nothing for me to dunn 'em
Nothing for me to kill
Nah nigga, it's nothing for me to spot 'em
Nothing for me to shot 'em
Nothing for me to kill
Nah, never it's nothing for me to jump 'em
Nothing for me to dump 'em
It's nothing fo'real
[Prodigy:]
Look, every one of you niggas now it's Mobb Deep
Ain't none one of you niggas better not touch P
Bloody sport rap, I destroy the beef
And anything else in the way it get eat
I'm the King of my jungle, they know the routine
They can't come out side, they might bump into me
And like 1200 men, we wilding again
Showtime, Voltron when we connect
We'll hurt something, murk something, keep your distance
We animals in the zoo, stay behind the fence
Play tough and get that ass fucked up quick
You a lie, you ain't never been through no live shit
Never played in the dirt, rolled in the mud
No we not the same, you ain't grow up like us
You ain't raised like Noyd, been through it like P
You ain't built like Hav' and KB
[Chorus: Prodigy]
[Prodigy:]
My nigga we Bloods, that tat' on our hands is Deep
Till the tombstone your beef is my beef
Till the sun burn out and ain't no more shots
We gon' fight till the ending and give it all we got
Niggas stunt on us, we gon' give him the god
We done been through too much to let a nigga just walk
Like he walked the walk, this nigga is all mouth
When them shots get the popping watch 'em hug the ground
Hiding in the cars, nigga scared straight
Stupid, like I won't shoot up the gas tank
After twelve we worst than Gremlin
We take over the bar and can't help it
Off the gasoline kerosene mix
I'll bet none of y'all ain't never seen this
Young Veteran in the war since fourteen
When I almost got my head blew off in QB
You gotta snatch some cowards and let them motherfuckers know you're gonna take them out, any time you feel like it!
I need a gangsta bitch
Give me a gangsta bitch
I wanna gangsta do it with my gangsta bitch
Give me a gangsta bitch
She G'd up, tell that bitch to call me
She like it rough I fuck that bitch the long way
All night, now I'm on her my all day
She mines now, for ever and for always
Lame niggas, they belong with them lame hoes
Punk bitches, they belong with them punk dudes
Get yourself a bird, I got me a lioness
Pretty thug love, on that Clyde & Bonnie shit
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, bitch I'm a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, bitch I'm a pretty thug
Flyboy, me a rudeboy
Me a gunman, me a shoot boy
For mi rude gyal
Me a do a thousand years in the dungeon
I don't fuck around when it come to her
And she don't play when it come to me
Our love from the stars above
We infamous, this destiny
Bet it never be another two like
Me and baby the Clarence and Alabama type
If we die, we be in love on the other side
I be the bitch, she be the nigga in another life
God put us together, only God can stop us
We cut our palms, hold hands, now we blood partners
Sacrificial love, bitch I give my heart to you
Love me to pieces, I give every part to you
Handsome, gangster, look my face you got a dime
Gorgeous thug, just look her face and pretty eyes
Our little baby boy or girl gon' be trouble
And when we gone, they gon know their parents was some...
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, bitch I'm a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, bitch I'm a pretty thug
You can never bag my bitch homie
I know that she loyal to me
She know that you not that nigga you claim to be, c'mon stop it whoadie
I get the baddest women, you only pulling skanks
I spit that real life to 'em, you niggas spitting game
Say what I mean, mean what I say
If I tell that bitch to come on
That bitch best move without haste
Yeah she gangbang, she crazy
My gangstress, my lady
Ask what set she claiming
She gon' say that gang P
Gangsta bitch, give me a gangsta bitch
I wanna gangsta do it with my gangsta bitch
Give me a gangsta bitch
Gangsta bitch, I got a gangsta bitch
Smoking gangsta ouuwie, with my gangsta bitch
I got a gangsta bitch
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, bitch I'm a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
[Intro]
They took permanent vacations in Hell, if you know what I mean
Wow, I must have been away too long, because my feelings are dead
I feel no remorse
[Verse 1]
Global state of mind, I'm seein' far beyond my nose
Ten years from now, I'll still be around, spittin' my flows
Ten years from now, you'll be a memory that no one knows
I don't feel sorry for you niggas, my feelings are cold
People dyin' – life goes on, it's
Nothin' you can do about it, just be strong, yeah
Dead-weight niggas try to pull you down with 'em
They like psychic vampires, suck the life out you
Mentally, I'm focused, think like a Marine
Who ride? I ride or die for shit that I believe, like
Nobody could stop me
I'm the illest rapper probably on the earth, niggas copy
Every line that I draw, these rappers is frauds
My artwork expensive, they cannot afford
RSVP, Circa 2012
How dare a nigga to try and stop me, give him Hell
[Hook]
Oh, word? They put a hit out on me?
Give 'em Hell
They wanna threaten my wellbeing?
Give 'em Hell
And tell Satan throw some heat rocks up
For the world's most hottest rapper spittin' flames like a volcano
Yeah, they wanna turn on me?
Give 'em Hell
They wanna stretch me out in the street?
Give 'em Hell
And tell Satan throw some heat rocks up
For the world's most hottest rapper spittin' flames like a volcano
[Verse 2]
Aye yo, aye yo, they know, they know
I'll blow a nigga away like tornados
Niggas with me, they move whenever I say so
Watch out for the D's, unmarked cars and plainclothes
Niggas must be crazy, they gone off that yayo
Maybe smokin' stones, I don't know, I'll be okay, though
I'm God's solider, devil's apostle, it's harvest time
You reap what you sew when you cross the line
It's beyond repair – I am so beyond fear
That shit is childish, do what you must, niggas beware
I am – slippery when wet off that 'maldehyde
Smoke a Dutch full of dust, pull a homo
Niggas wouldn't side with you if they knew what I know
I can see you bullshit niggas with my eyes closed
I've got a deadly rap
So these jokers wanna ruin my time, I'll handle that
[Prodigy:]
Yeah live from the Massacre Tour
And i'm gettin' at all ya'll bitches
Alot of ya'll bitches is real silly
Fuck that i'm gettin' at all ya'll bitches anyway
'Till I find the right one
That work with me
You understand what i'm sayin'?
Fuck that I could book you a flight baby
[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Tiffany out in Connecticut, now thats a bad bitch
I told her I could make her whole lifestyle switch
She in love with my Turbo 911 Porsche
But some niggas she fucked with got her brain lost
Must be out of her mind for turnin' me down
Told the bitch "Look look what you doin' right now"
Just roll with me probably overseas
And you ain't never in your life got to worry about
gees
Got this one nigga's wife this nigga a cop
He had kids with the bitch now the bitch on stuff
I could only see her on every third weekend
Bitch i'm gone should've left the kids with him
Its 'gon be one lucky bitch on the planet
To see my plan and want to take advantage
Bitch better get it while she could still have it
Cause me and Christina Milian gettin' married
And if that bitch front still stuck off Nick Cannon
Then me and Lindsay Lohan 'gon shock the planet
I need me a million dollar bitch thats hood
And if not I take a regular bitch that looks good
[Chorus: Prodigy]
You should fuck with me I'll take you to different time
zones
Different countries and area codes
Introduce you to the new free world
But you rather fuck him and be stuck in the hood girl
You should fuck with me I'll take you to different time
zones
Different countries and area codes
Introduce you to the new free world
Yeah, yeah
Growing up niggas were murdered for no reason
We just wanna pop our guns, we was just beastin'
All up in the streets and Black was the worst
That was Hav' brother, we called 'em killa
Killa had an obsession for popping unexpected
He would just pop off when you weren't expected
High shot 'em in his head, shit killa ran home
Took some mad vil and put a bullet out on his own
A real nigga made of stone, we don't budge
We just stick to the script, when the Ds question us
Killa got knocked for a body and pump snitched on 'em
The next thing you know Killa came home Muslim
Huh, we ain't mad at cha' like the Mack-to-the-10
Too much and he's back at it again like the Scarface
Twinz
I seen this, nigga cut a nigga up so bad I had to stop
looking
I miss the dead, I wish the dead
Oh, please come back, I need ya help
And everybody that got somebody deceased
I know you feel the same, the spirit gon' live through
Listen, I light a candle on your death and birthday
Lord have mercy it seems you cursed me with a life of
pain
All I do is strain, everyday is a struggle, everyday it
rain
Even when the sun's shining, they say that's when God's
crying
Dark clouds hanging over my head made lightning
Strike me down if I'm lying
I miss my pops, all I got is lonely tear drops
And memories of him teaching me
To hurt people with my bare hands
And how to shoot people
I remember me and him stuck a jewelry store
He did the sticking, I was in the get-a-way car
Pops came out with a big bag full of jewelry
We had a high speed chase with Nassau County
I was eight years old, my pops was drama
They locked him and sent me home to mama
Thinking back it was me and E
Moneybags up in Champion Motor
I was Ferrari dreaming, E copped the navigator
On the way there and back, he told me about the jukes
Him and Troy took the niggas for their shine and had
'em shook
And how he killed Black Just but he meant to hit Preme
Shot up the nigga Rovo over by the Coliseum
I remember laying up fucked up in the hospital
Troy and Bags would visit, Troy had Sickle-cell
Me and him use to kick it and Bag's baby moms died
giving birth
'Cause of Sickle-cell problems
And Shamik from LeFrak would bring me Red Lobster
I never knew they was coming, they would just pop up
My niggas, you stunt on us, we shoot people
Straight like that, no half step, I eat you
Alive with this .4/5 mag-num
(Instrumental)
Give 'em what you got
Go give 'em all your action baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz its a will-fire action-seeking radar baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
A little action is all I need
'cuz its a will-fire action-seeking radar baby
Live it up, don't wanna give it up
Give 'em what you got
Go give 'em all your action baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz its a will-fire action-seeking radar baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
A little action is all I need
Radar...
Got a fire action-seeking radar baby
Live it up, don't wanna give it up
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
Live it up, don't wanna give it up
Give 'em what you got
Go give 'em all your action baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz its a will-fire action-seeking radar baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz its a will-fire action-seeking radar baby
I don't see 'bout that radar but I don't see that i'm wrong
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
'cuz it's a sure-fire action-seeking radar baby
(section 2 at 4:03)
I've been caught stealing
Once when I was 5...
I enjoy stealing
It's just as simple as that
Well, it's just a simple fact
When I want something
And don't want to pay for it
I walk right through the door
Walk right through the door
Hey all right! if I get by, it's mine
Mine all mine!
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
Bring it down to earth
(Lyrics that are in parenthenses are uncertain)
(If you can correct these parts, please email me!)
When it comes to smokin lyrics (then this rappers on track?)
(Production ??? between my brain I will wreck?)
No matter what the job Im asked Ill always do it well
My skill my perpetual Ill only excel
(To a power Ill remain?) superior to all
Ill handle any task no matter big or small
For my rapping capability, Im never underrated
When it comes to smokin lyrics, Im always nominated.
Im the number one contender in the hip-hop race
(All the penalties Im falling from for?) now u must face
The ultimate challenger, of course thats me
Super rapper T-La Rock, Im the (greatest?) MC
With my voice so stimulating, feels so seductive
One cant help but find themselves reluctant
To attend the performance of another vocalist
(And so it will follow to rap like this?)
Breathe with me
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game
I'll test ya
Psycho-somatic addict-insane
Come play my game
Inhale inhale. You're the victim
Come play my game
(section 2 at 0:00)
[i think it's time to discuss your ¡ ah ¡
Philosophy of drug use as it relates to artistic endeavor]
Check it, yo!
I always hit the tape with a rough road style
You heard the psychdelic and ya came from miles
Keep my rhymes thick like a danish brew
So you could call me black and tan when I'm a wreckin' a crew
I'm like bill lee whacking when he's in tangiers
And now I'm out on the sole surviving with my beatnik peers
Analog reel and a little distortion
Smokin' on somethin' s'you could say I'm scorchin'
I never been the type to rap up a well
Make a man burn his draft card like it was hell
Send ya up the river like you lookin' for kurtz
I got the mugwump jism up in every verse
(refrain 2x)
Bug powder dust a mugwump jism
And the wild boys runnin' into some trippin'
Led into control about the big brothah
Try like hard to not blow my cover
Who's that man in the windowpane
Got somethin' on his tongue and it's startin' to stain
Sho' nuff equip so wop n'get dancester
Butt bond my ladder and you'll get beat down
Hash bond style so I'm singin' day glow
Wakin' up the dead like serpent and the rainbow
Kick off the shoes and relax your feet
Now roll up your sleeves for this lyrical treat
(...)
Super now smoke few bottles on the sleety
parkers on racks 'cause I raps like Christmas
holy shit get light, get light
it's hot outside I got the keys to the bike
gone full bottle, tonight we're going in like it ain't no tomorrow
take drugs, make love now war I'm a gangsta hippie don't start nothing
Keys tot he crib, while I'll be poppin it all
like belly the kid, yeah hoe whip bang it out
to the death, fuck it north,
everything from the couch to the bed
Can't stop, won't stop till they superman though
give me superman fly
and slash oh to the hood, I'm a creature
I grew up in the woods
Hook:
No time for fake ones,
come and smoke a little bit with this real ones
live a little risky don't be a shuck one
I'm not stingy the shots on me
Oh, I'll make it hot, make it hot
I'll make it hot, make it hot
I'll make it hot, make it hot
I'll make it hot, make it hot
Yeah my pockets on loud, I'm in the string volume
my closet on swag, my balls at the top few
best nigga spittin, pee how you livin
couldn't be better you could say stakes giving
you're my cold bottom drop
the hood gonna cop, the streets going crazy for that new more I
set up in the box that's where I got stronger and
came back home, took the ice off the watch
automor Rolex couple hew blotch
nothing fancy just enough for the potch
when your bitch is the baddest bitch how could you not
feel like we're gonna parry on in the spot
get off of my flag, hoe you let dancing
is you what you do, don't worry about the handsome
shoot em with the rubin kill em with the baby face
and be the humble that it squeeze slugs when you're late face
hoes wanna grip, foes wanna trip
then ever move on me cause they know how I get
got real street power and it ain't about..
met the top of the fool chain now here on the block
and you just a little snack, my hunger insatiable
easy as 1 2 3 you niggas base the cool as millions of bros
but I just take one of them, these billions of dollars
I need the one of them
Hook:
No time for fake ones,
come and smoke a little bit with this real ones
live a little risky don't be a shuck one
I'm not stingy the shots on me
Oh, I'll make it hot, make it hot
I'll make it hot, make it hot
I'll make it hot, make it hot
Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up
Smack my bitch up
Smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up
Fly away, fly away...
That's just the way it is
That's just the way it is
That's just the way
That's just the way
That's just the way
That's just the way it is
That's just the way
That's just the way it is
That's just the way
That's just
That's just the way
That's just the way
That's just the way
That's just the way it is
That's just the way
That's just the way it is
That's just the way
That's just the way it is
That's just the way
That's just the way it is
That's just the way
What we're dealing with here is a total lack of respect for the law.
I'm the law and you can't beat the law
... Fuck 'em and their law
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spit. Fire
Fire
Fire
Fire
Cause you know that I can
Cause you know that I can
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spit. Fire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
Fire
Fire
Fire
Cause you know that I can
Fire
Cause you know that I can
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spit. Fire
If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire
Fire
Cause you know that I can
Fire
Can you feel it?
The energy, the heat
The energy, the heat
It's been a long time but I just can't wake up
Back on tour, one, two, three, we all back on four you better wake up
Wales and in the more central and southern parts
It'll be a fine, dry day
Good deal of sunshine to begin
With clouding over somewhat later on
But for Scotland, North Ireland and Wales
And in the more central and southern parts, it'll be a fine, dry day
Good deal of sunshine to begin
With clouding over somewhat later on
5 to 7, backing South-Westerly 4
(Lyrics by M. Diamond, A. Yauch and The King)
Im not the type of person who likes to waste my time
And when Im on the mic C I just say my rhymes
Because Im out on bail C the check is in the mail
They can sentence me to life C but I wont go to jail
Im cool calm collected C from class I was ejected
Just me, Mike D., and M.C.A. C were rarely disrespected
I got all the time that I need to kill
Whats the time? C its time to get ill
Magic people, voodoo people.
The voodoo, who-do-what-you-don't-dare-do people.
Voodoo!
The voodoo, who-do-what-you-don't-dare-do people.
Hey, remember me? benny blanco from the bronx?
What the fuck are you lookin at? (only the fake version contains this line)
Everytime we play, we are the ruffest, we are the ruffest ¨c see!
All together, all together, all together, all together
hundred rounds in the cay
i got your bitch on the wind
i got the album on the way
better tell em niggas lay low
hundred rounds in the cay
i got your bitch on the wind
i got the album on the way
better tell em niggas lay low
don't parry on pee balls
my life is like a see ..
up downs the goodness to found
so we are the most and plannig cause
we..and we..we nigga push magazines
and the big black kings
catch a ..in the spot
get it ..back rings..montana montana
poga in that cheap is smoke rap
pass the rifa, tattoos, exotic girls and deep bros
put it in..yeah yeah we keep though
..and good getting that good
my life is f*cking awesome take a ..
hundred rounds in the cay
i got your bitch on the wind
i got the album on the way
better tell em niggas lay low
hundred rounds in the cay
i got your bitch on the wind
i got the album on the way
better tell em niggas lay low
black teeth, black v, black owe
power that, power move i'm back on
yellow lean, yellow watch, yellow ..
milly drop, milli cop milly drop
militant filly block, filly bitch from filipin
you fill em watch, i feel em shot, i feel em bean
in the streets..so..sell the hoe
..i mike jack, mike tyson, mike joe
i've been there, i've been score i've been gone
shoe straight, shoe the ..shoe the will
hundred rounds in the cay
i got your bitch on the wind
i got the album on the way
better tell em niggas lay low
hundred rounds in the cay
i got your bitch on the wind
i got the album on the way
yieow...
yieow...
yieow... We're going in full throttle.
I've got a word of thanks
that I'd like to say
for the way that I feel
today.
Got stacks, got stacks
stacks of chips on my shoulder
in everything I do
cuz I made, I made
I made the mistake
the mistake of trusting you
Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire
Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire
Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire
Yeah, people like you just do
You liar
You liar
You liaaaaar
You liaaaaar
Yeah, my layers are thick
and I've got bad attitude.
Yeah that knife in my back
has fingerprints that belong to you.
Got a grudge, got a grudge
got a grudge that I'm holding
for as long as I like
cuz you lied, you lied
you lied to my face
and that's something that I can't forgive
Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire
Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire
Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire
People like you just burn
You liar
You liar
You liaaaaar
You liaaaaar
Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire
Yeah, people like you just fuel my fire
People like you just fuel my fire
Yeah, people like you just do
You liar
You liar
You liaaaaar
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm the trouble starter, punkin' instigator
Oh, I'm the fear addicted, danger illustrated
I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter
Twisted, yeah I'm twisted
You're the firestarter, twisted firestarter
I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter
I'm the bitch you hated, filth infatuated
Wait, wait
I'm the pain you tasted, fell intoxicated
Intoxicated
I'm a firestarter, fucking firestarter
You're the firestarter, twisted firestarter
Yeah, yeah
One, two, three, four
I'm the self inflicted, mind detonator, mind detonator
Yeah, I'm the one infected, twisted animator
Twisted, fucking twisted
You're the firestarter, twisted firestarter
Twisted, yeah, you're twisted
I'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter
You're the firestarter, twisted firestarter
Yeah
If you belive
the western sun
is falling down
on everyone
your breaking free
the mornings come
if you would know
your time has come
If you belive
the western sun
is falling down
on everyone
you feel it burn
your trying to run
you feel it burn
your time has come
I feel it!
You feeling all the melody...
I feel the powe go away...
You feeling all the melody...
I feel the power go...
You feeling all the melody...
I feel the power go...
If you belive
the western sun
is falling down
on everyone
your breaking free
the mornings come
if you would know
your time has come
If you belive
the western sun
is falling down
on everyone
you feel it burn
your trying to run
you feel it burn
your time has come
I feel it!
You feeling all the melody...
I feel the power go away...
You feeling all the melody...
I feel the power go...
You feeling all the melody...
I feel the power go...
( various chanting )
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go, let's go
Let's beat
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Let's go, let's go
Let's beat
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Everybody's in the place
Everybody's in the place
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's beat
Let's go, let's go, let's beat
Let's go, let's go, let's beat
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Everybody's in the place
Everybody's in the place
Everybody's in the place
Everybody's in the place
Everybody's in the place
Everybody's in the place
Everybody's in the place
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Everybody's in the place
Let's go
Yo, I used to checkout lyrics and pump the format
Build with skill with technique. Computer A-DAT
My lyrical form is clouds on your brainstorm
I get hype. Think thought flow.
Acrobat, sink the track, pump the track
Transmissions,close like spores react past these visions
And hurrying more reflects on the dancefloor
Blowing up and having mad people showing up
Packing crowds jam-packed venues
Needles collapse, while atmosphere continue
Sprinkle that,
Winning like that, moving like that, hitting like that
The melody is fat
Yo, I'm on the energy source
The cosmic boss
With Prodigy
Given astrology
My intellect's devour
With Diesel Power
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fanta..
We spun back rewind-Diesel Power
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
It has to be, automatically
Check it out. You better work it out
Dreams to another bout
My techniques, strategies, abilities.
Will leave cordless mics hanging like spring leads
Do a track so fast. Beyond from you and I
Lyrical tactics, vocal gymnastics
Ease and pepped up
You get swept up
Smacked up, backed up, your crew's all cracked up
Check it slow
Pick choose quick
You can't stick
My medical range is strange as angles
You get tangled. Twist inside a fraction
Channels repeat, complete. Can't complete
Check the hour and texture
Mind adventure
Exploit the point
Into tracks to devour
My intellects proceed
My diesel power
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fanta...
Back attack the wack
Pack the fax to me
You don't want none
High-quality action b/still standing
Damaging your other manner
Quick reverse
Potent as the first verse
My amplifier blows on your worlds, higher
Words sire
Cuts like a barbed wire
Record-play
I pull up on your energy day
Fast-forward
I move And I swings towards it
Exit-load
Put your brain in right mode
Selective mix
The man will perfect the fix heads lightly.
Bite me
Copy Xerox. Cop sand blocks
You can't knock them out there
I'll keep lifting, shifting, persistent
Intelligent kingpin
Given astrology
As I roll with Prodigy
With Diesel Power
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fanta...
Mono 706
8073421
Robot sonic
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Blows your mind drastically, fantastically
Well, this is where I kill the dancer
Watch the MC kill the dancer
Death of The Prodigy dancer
Come on, come on
Gonna take you with me
Gonna kill you, gonna rock you, gonna move you
Gonna groove you tonight, come on
Let it rock, let it move, let it move you
Let it use you, let it move you
Let it move you, let it move you
One for the troubles, two for the time, come on
Three for the lyrics, four for the rhyme
Come on now
Let it rock, let it rock
Pump it up, rock it up
Don't stop to the fuckin' core, come on
Maxim Reality is talkin' to you
Let it rock you, let it rock you
Let it move you, let it groove you
Let it rock, let it rock, let it rock
Let it rock you, let it rock you, let it rock you
Groove
Let it rock you, let it rock you
Where's the response?
Where's the response?
Death of the Prodigy dancer
Watch me kill the dancer
I'm a kill the dancer
Come on, gonna kill you
Gonna send you to the grave tonight
Oh, yea, that's right
Let it rock, let it move
Let it move you, let it use you
Let it rock you, don't you stop
Gonna take you to the other side, word up
Let it move, let it move
Let it move, let it move you
Let it rock you, let it rock you
Get ready
One for the troubles, two for the time
Three for the lyrics, four for the rhyme
Let it rock you, let it move you
Don't you stop, gonna take you
To the top, oh, yeah
You don't fail, we're for real
Let it rock you, let it rock you, let it rock base
(Instrumental)
Hahahahahaha
Hahahahahaha...
aaaahhhaaaaa
aaaahhhaaaaa...
My mind is glowing
My mind is glowing
Hahahahahaha (aaaahhhaaaaa)
My mind is glowing
My mind is glowing
Hahahahahaha
My mind is glowing
aaaahhhaaaaa
aaaahhhaaaaa...
Hahahahahaha
Hahahahahaha...
My mind is glowing
My mind is glowing
My mind is glowing
My mind is glowing
My mind is glowing
My mind is glowing
My mind is glowing
Charly says: Always tell your mummy
before you go off somewhere
Charly says: Always tell your mummy
before you go off somewhere
Trip Into Drum & Bass version
Little bit of bass
Little bit of raas
Charly says bass
Charly says raas
Bass, bass, little bit of bass,
little bit of bass,
[Prodigy]
Power raps inside my skull cap like a brick stack, the kid is back
I told y'all niggaz ninety-eight list that
Yo, ninety-nine I piss on rap
Two thousand where your pistols at?
Dunn, we be the men in black fatigue
Thirty-thousand dollar chains that swing
Yo catch me in the street, poppin that bullshit
Catch a fat lip, hoes all over your shit
Bust guns like, nuts all over your bitch
Yo youse a woman, tell me what the fuck you tryin to do when
you're growlin all over the top, you get chewed when
I touch that shit, not only that on the concrete
We splash more niggaz than the wavepool did
Check out my new shit, we blood spill, you still ice grill
Mad cause your clique's shit is homo, the Mobb stay real
You steady playin the field
Nigga you sideline rhyme
Customers complain they can't feel
You cooked up a half-ass meal
It's time for me to catch burn on the wheels of steel
My shit fills, the appetite of the populace
We could do it via satellites and such
And show the world how that ass get bust
Ever since a little youth, I had this lust
to pick up the motherfuckin pen and just rush
like morphine beats, through the wires of the EPS plus
you get penalized, for tryin to rock with the utmost
Get branded, for bein weak the most, now be ghost
The fuck outta here, with that bullshit you tryin to share
with the planet, you need to be shot rappin
I got sickle cell I feel the pain all year, what's happenin
Fake thug wanna front like they contractin
Numbers on my head, Dunn please, I'm here waitin
You can't touch me, there's no fake love amongst me
There's no fake niggaz that's run with me
Somebody gave y'all the wrong info, I ain't the Kiko
You nympho, put me on to where you breathe at
You 'sposed to taught that bitch much better than that
I dwell, where the rest of my vets is at
From, some to 'Ville to BX and back
to the lab and the dungeon
My house of reresentatives stay starvin, beats thumpin
We unholy, cause there ain't a part missin
My commission, sit at the table like the last supper
Fucker.. {*echoes*}
Kowalski ¨c vanishing point
Kowalski ¨c vanishing point
Kowalski ¨c vanishing point
Kowalski ¨c vanishing point
[like a butterfly on a man]
[like a butterfly on a man]
[soul on ice, soul on ice, soul on ice...]
I like that
Man I am big time
Big... I have the dollar money growing like a tree
... got the …many young rappers heartless...
I rap about my life not about yours
Might relate though...
Chorus
I just cl 600 benz
20 years... looking real fresh
... got the game... automatic switch …
I just cl 600 benz
20 years... looking real fresh
I stop at the light
Everybody stares
... but his dead
Dig is the game...
I got endless drama
Young boy you are flee
I step out the head …
Chorus
I just cl 600 benz
20 years... looking real fresh
... got the game... automatic switch …
I just cl 600 benz
20 years... looking real fresh
I just cl 600 benz
Shorty kick it back
And enjoy the trip
We... spaceship
... gave me this but …
Chorus
I just cl 600 benz
20 years... looking real fresh
... got the game... automatic switch …
I just cl 600 benz
Allah, allah
Allah, allah
Allah, allah
(feat. Un Pacino)
[Intro: Prodigy]
Infamous nigga, yea-yea
C'mon man, any nigga get charged
And in this love scene, ayo, ayo, VIP, ayo
[Chorus x2: Prodigy]
You play yourself once, you get shot twice
We gon' die three times, and the four takes life
Five of you try to jump me, and six Angels come
To take you away to +7th Heaven+
[Prodigy:]
When that alcohol hit, I'm feelin' good
When that purple haze hit, I'm feelin' good
Thirty milligram, yep!, I'm feelin' good
I got so much pain, I just wanna feel good
When them drugs take effect, I start feelin' the buzz
Gimme right, gimme ready for the things to come
Sex, money and murder are the things we want
Power and longevity allow me to stunt
On the beach, they put me on the beach
Soakin' up the Sun chargin' up my batteries
When I get up it's gon' be a assault battery
Wit a Uzi, bullets peep you to asleep
No nap time nigga, my snack time nigga
I wrap niggaz up in them doggy bags nigga
You know, for the coroner, I'm strung out on gun fire nigga
Turn it up more dunn
[Chorus x2: Prodigy]
[Un Pacino:]
It go one, two, three, four, five, six, seven
No man wanna die, everybody want Heaven
Teleported, start spreadin' his wings flap to the sky
Just when P give me the word, I'ma clap 'em 'til he die
It take 25 seconds 'fore he actually die
Three screamer spent 22 askin' me "Why?"
I told 'em you crossed my vine, I tossed my nine
And walk around with twin shotties like I lost my mind
Boggie in the mouth, Ken Griffey the hands
Point 'em out I make his ass part of history fam
Yea, and I don't gotta say no more
I've been waitin' five years to bring the K on tour
When we carry the .44, he rollin' wit 50 Cent
Untold the 50 gallons rock it like 50 Cent
Yea, bussin' at the sky, fuck it I'm high
So big one hit you, your cousin'll die
[Chorus x2: Prodigy]
Can you feel my love buzz?
Would you believe me when I tell you
I'm gonna send him to outer space,
To find another race.
I'm gonna send him to outer space,
To find another race.
I'll take your brain to another dimension.
I'll take your brain to another dimension.
I'll take your brain to another dimension.
(hold it!)
Who be the source of this rap shit
Us the bosses
Puerto rock style 20 shanks talk shit
I rock bandanas like a gang member
But I'm an infamous representative don't get it fucked up
I need more guns like I need more funds
Like I need more businesses for my duns
Like I need more vehicles to make more runs
Send a rep to your doorstep handlin arms
Sic a dog on your most valuable dun it's war
You talk most we splish splash the most
Wet your clothes
It's fucked up your uniform got all soaked
Pop niggas like a fish fry take me for jokes
Silence that bitch
I put one in your throat
Don't provoke
My niggas'll jump you might croak
And this little ass nigga funny style nigga
You must got to much alcohol in your system
We bloody sport niggas that love to pick victim
Don't be a stat
You should stand back when my infamous clique come
After I fucks I piss cum
I spit the illest shit you ever heard of
What's that outfit you rep I never heard of
Smash y'all niggas like insects
You bugged the fuck out like dust from Crazy Eddie
Spaghetti headed mobb niggas rhyme deadly
Rock infamous sweat suits and like my guns heavy
You ain't ready for a street life nigga baby
I'm too foul too grimy
Too much QB is inside me
Please rewind me
I'm every blocks theme music
Every projects anthem
Every guns handlers song to clap to
They can never get enough of it
Yo that's that shit
I need that shit
To boost my adrenaline
Yo rock that shit
That real life shit
Makes niggas wanna thug it
To top it off I'm a pretty gangsta fly thug
All of my duns conceited
There ain't a chick more dime than me
I let a hoe know quickly
Sit bitch
Let me put you on the hottest shit, b
I be the HNIC of the whole shit
Never let a hoe get more than I wanna give
She lucky if she get a pull of the dope
Only if she giving head to the whole clique
Aye yo I'm just kidding but yo I'm not playin
My wolves walk around the whole club schemin
Searching for a cutie who like to drink semen
Bring her to the mini mansion told me she wanna be a bunny
Said she like the way I talk dirty
I told her she had potential talk to Chinky
P the type of vulture to fly a girl with me out of state
Send her back to you on some freak shit
Have you stink make you wanna bust your gun
Mad 'cause you know a iller nigga fucking your hun
Handle it what more could i say
Put her on a chain
My duns too beautiful for her to stay away
I got the poison.
I got the remedy.
I got the pulsating rhythmical remedy.
I got the poison.
I got the remedy.
I got the pulsating rhythmical remedy.
I got the poison.
I got the remedy.
I got the pulsating rhythmical remedy.
I got the poison.
I got the remedy.
I got the poison. I got the poison. I got the poison.
Yeah... Yeah... Yeah...
Damage destructor, crowd disruptor.
Youth-corruptor, everytimer.
Damage destructor, crowd disruptor.
Ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff
Now hear this all, bad boy, ruff
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Now hear this all, bad boy
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff
Ruff, feel the jungle vibe, baby
Feel the jungle vibe, baby
Feel the jungle vibe, baby
Feel the jungle vibe, baby
Feel the jungle vibe, baby
In the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Feel the jungle vibe, baby
In the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Feel the jungle vibe, baby
In the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Feel the jungle vibe, baby
Ruff, feel the jungle vibe, baby
In the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff, feel the jungle vibe, baby
In the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff, feel the jungle vibe, baby
In the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff, feel the jungle vibe, baby
In the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff, feel the jungle vibe, baby
In the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff, feel the jungle vibe, baby
In the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff, feel the jungle vibe, baby
In the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff, feel the jungle vibe, baby
In the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff, feel the jungle vibe, baby
In the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff, feel the jungle vibe, baby
In the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff, feel the jungle vibe, baby
In the jungle, in the, in the jungle
Ruff, feel the jungle vibe, baby
In the jungle, in the, in the jungle
(Instrumental)
Shoot the gun (pyong, pyong, pyong)
Shoot the gun to the bang, bang, bang
Shoot the gun (pyong, pyong, pyong)
Shoot the gun to the bang, bang, bang
Shoot the gun it's all inside us
And also know that I slice us
Too many tied to the
Too many tied to the bang, bang, bang
Shoot the gun (pyong, pyong, pyong)
Shoot the gun (pyong, pyong, pyong)
Shoot the gun to the bang, bang, bang
Shoot the gun (pyong, pyong, pyong)
Shoot the gun (pyong, pyong, pyong)
Shoot the gun to the bang, bang, bang
WOAAARHHHH!
To the bang bang bang
There's no fun
A sorry face
Shoot the gun (pyong, pyong, pyong)
Shoot the gun (pyong, pyong, pyong)
Shoot the gun to the bang, bang, bang
Shoot the gun (pyong, pyong, pyong)
Shoot the gun (pyong, pyong, pyong)
Shoot the gun to the bang, bang, bang
Too many tied to the
Too many tied to the bang, bang, bang
Too many tied to the
Too many tied to the bang, bang, bang
(bang, bang bang bang, bannnng!)
There's no fun
Sorry face
There's no fun
Sorry fate
WOARRGHHH
Fate
Your time is running ....
Your time is running out
Your time is running out
running out..
running out..
running out..
running out..
running out..
running out..
You see me coming from a mile off
Once again ignite the skyline
She's gonna be printed on money
Just like your royal family
This time there can be no funeral
I'm vibing, can't you feel me?
We love rohypnol, she got rohypnol
We take rohypnol
Just forget it all
We love rohypnol, she got rohypnol
We take rohypnol
Just forget it all
Just forget it all
This baby's got a temper
This baby's got a temper
This baby's got a temper
You'll never tame her
You can see me do another parallel
Better bow down your not worthy
Last time I'll be your prisoner
No name, no number
Shooting through the trap door
What I think don't matter anymore
We love rohypnol, she got rohypnol
We take rohypnol
Just forget it all
We love rohypnol, she got rohypnol
We take rohypnol
Just forget it all
This baby's got a temper
This baby's got a temper
This baby's got a temper
You'll never tame her
Rohypnol, rohypnol, rohypnol
This baby's got a temper
Imagine how it would be
To be at the top
Making cash money
easy girl, easy girl)
Go and tour all
around the world
Tell stories about
all the young girls
Every action, a reaction
If you believe the western sun
Is falling down on everyone
If you break it free and the mornings come
If you would know your time has come
If you believe the western sun
Is falling down on everyone
And you feel it burn, don't try to run
And you feel it burn, your time has come
And I feel it
You feel another energy
And I feel a power growing
You feel another energy
And I feel a power grow
You feel another energy
And I feel a power grow
If you believe the western sun
Is falling down on everyone
If you break it free and the mornings come
If you would know your time has come
If you believe the western sun
Is falling down on everyone
And you feel it burn, don't try to run
And you feel it burn, your time has come
And I feel it
You feel another energy
And I feel a power growing
You feel another energy
And I feel a power grow
You feel another energy
And I feel a power grow
Aum Namah Narayana, Aum Namah Narayana
Aum Namah Narayana, Aum Namah Narayana
Aum Namah Narayana, Aum Namah Narayana
Aum Namah Narayana, Aum Namah Narayana
Aum Namah Narayana, Aum Namah Narayana
Aum Namah Narayana, Aum Namah Narayana
Aum Namah Narayana, Aum Namah Narayana
And I feel it, and I feel it, and I feel it
You feel another energy
You feel another energy
And I feel a power growing
You feel another energy
Moving out 9 times the speed of sound...
Roger... Roger... Roger...
Rodger that scan I've got a contact in locked on.
Something going on at the jack slinger
Roger... Roger... Roger...
Roger... Roger... Roger...
Let's jet out! We'll gooze at hyperspeed
I've got the beat I've got the beat and that is all we need!
check it out!
Let's jet out! We'll gooze at hyperspeed
I've got the beat I've got the beat and that is all we need!
check it out!
Hyper, hyp, hyper, hyper!
Hyper, hyp, hyper, hyper!
Hyper, hyp, hyper, hyper!
Hyp, hyp, hyp, hyper, hyper, hyper, hyper!
Hyp, hyp, hyp, hyp, hyper, hyper, hyper!
Hyp, hyp, hyp, hyp, hyper, hyper, hyper!
Hyp, hyp, hyp, hyp, hyper, hyper, hyper!
Hyp, hyp, hyp, hyp, hyper, hyper, hyper!
Let's jet out! We'll gooze at hyperspeed
I've got the beat I've got the beat and that is all we need!
Let's jet out! We'll gooze at hyperspeed
I've got the beat I've got the beat and that is all we need!
check it out!
Rhythm, rhythm, rhythm
We eat rhythm, we sleep rhythm
I'd die for the rhythm
I live for the rhythm
We eat it, we sleep it
(? ? ? )
Rhythm, rhythm, rhythm
The rhythm we eat, the rhythm we live
Go!
We eat it, we sleep it
I live for the rhythm, I die for the rhythm
...
(original by bug kann & the plastic jam; remixed by liam)
Hear the drum on the dancefloor is rammed
Oh god! this is real! yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Don't waste no time, if you know it's right
Cos you'll regret it for the rest of your life
Hear the drum on the dancefloor is rammed
Hear the drum on the dancefloor is rammed
Oh god! yeah!
Don't waste no time, if you know it's right
Cos you'll regret it for the rest of your life
This is real! yeah! yeah! oh god! yeah!
How are you feeling?
In the party!
How are you feeling?
Are you ready?
I am the god of hellfire, and I bring you...
FIRE!
When I was a youth I used to burn Cali weed in a
(warped) Rizla-ah-ha-a-Rizla-ah
Call me on a train to a place you can get,
Anything that you want, anything that you wish,
Is a place kept secret and no one …
You just gotta know somebody, yow!
With me you’re good to go,
Welcome to the next level, we are dream fulfill!
Dangerous… diamonds, pearls, precious stones and meadows,
…lay back on the beach, make back at the spa,
Lay back at the hotel suit with a … smelly green...
Let’s go crazy and call shopping just like that,
You’re in a new benz, condoes in rome,
Egypt, paris, got you falling in love.
With all that is lavish, lifestyle living,
Five star resorts and private planes will change your whole vision!
Chorus:
Call me to a level where you gotta keep it to yourself,
Don’t go and tell that I was sad when life is very easy,
And everything you wish is at your fingertips.
Girl, call me to a level where you gotta keep it to yourself
Don’t go and tell that I was sad when life is very easy,
And everything you wish is at your fingertips.
With... and dior and d&g; shades,
Now you see the world different, you try new things.
Thinking new thoughts, feeling new high, new buzz,
Forget what you used to love,
You get to a taste of power in twenty-four hours service.
No stress pending, just... spending.
Figuring that out in vegas ville,
We don’t care we lose, we like the atmosphere.
Let’s try dubai and... brazil,
Scuba, jet sky, baby get you thrills!
In new york you can help me study...
Take a ride through the balls if you want,
And make ‘em more jelly,
…two coupons and a mac...
We can buy the whole world and... to rent,
And buy the whole macy’s
So we can look good doing it!
Chorus:
Call me to a level where you gotta keep it to yourself,
Don’t go and tell that I was sad when life is very easy,
And everything you wish is at your fingertips.
Girl, call me to a level where you gotta keep it to yourself
Don’t go and tell that I was sad when life is very easy,
Yeah
Hey, hey, hey, hey
It's like this nigga, yeah
Aiight before I get started spark up the Laurelton
Light up the night up, now let's get it going
To the mothafucking top, I don't mothafucking stop
Till we find life out there and setup shop
Party rocking, bottles popping at Henny and Mo'
It's like 500 bitches now we're having a bowl
Got a gun, screwdriver, a knife, and a shank
Plus I break face bones with my platinum rings
It's a ghetto love story I'm in love with life
Of the rich and Infamous, Ferrari's and Ice
Lamborghini bikes, they ain't make those yet
I'm still waiting for that 700 Benz
I do it for my niggas in the dead and in the pens
Just when you think this shit's over
That's when this shit begins
This the Bronx, this Harlem, Brooklyn and Queens
That 'New York State of Mind' where you're popping 'em thangs
The violence don't stop
The beef don't seize
The money keep coming
The paper increases
The gun fire don't end
The people stay dying
So I'm a keep living the life
You damn right
The violence don't stop
The beef don't seize
The money keep coming
The paper increases
The gun fire don't end
The people stay dying
So I'm a keep living the life
You damn right
Murda, murda, the murder
Killa, killa, the killer
From Queens goddammit
I'm a menace to the planet
Put your body on that asphalt, fucking asshole
Come to the hood and you ain't got no passport?
He couldn't get his gun out the stash fast enough
So that nigga got his ass blasted up
Keep the Hennessy coming, and we keep lighting up
Nigga I stay sedated, that's right we're not cut
From the same cloth, you're chin-chilla soft
I'm brilla-pack cost, I'll take your skin off
You *edit* - rub me the wrong way
You're a suit and tie nigga, P hoody all day
Tattoos and jewels - Mister Cartoon
And Gabriel in the district, get all my loot
I'm addicted to looking fresh
I'm super fly, got a bad habits for hammers
I'm in love with .9s
The violence don't stop
The beef don't seize
The money keep coming
The paper increases
The gun fire don't end
The people stay dying
So I'm a keep living the life
You damn right
The violence don't stop
The beef don't seize
The money keep coming
The paper increases
The gun fire don't end
The people stay dying
So I'm a keep living the life
Ah, stronger than ever!
I’m back niggers!
Yeah, yeah, listen!
New york is just one …, one coming to light,
Perhaps you’re with that peace,
I’m gonna need that part to satisfy my thirst,
Pacify my greed for blood, money and power
Your friends turned me to a monster, addicted to
When you scream you have one … in your life,
One second of fame,... everybody pays.
All you look is back up,
Oh, I’mma start explain, is the ring around the…
Pocket full of old men,
Ashes to ashes, all my fellow soldiers
Reminds me to bring my gun, bring my blade,
Kills niggers on contact, just like rain.
You can’t find pete, I’m in my … drinking...
This is global,... you want some block shit,
I’m in the uk, turning apples to oranges!
Chorus:
It’s p against the world,
I don’t think you niggers…
It’s p against the world!
Am is supposed to be scared?
I got my chance too, nigger!
Big one!
It’s p against the world,
Nigger, I just bought four plastic…, nigger!
It’s just p against the world,
... surf the internet…
It’s p against the world, ]
You want war?
I’ll take you to war!
Listen! I’m giving you one piece of my mind,
One piece at the time,
If you can read my thoughts,
You will say that I’m a terrible celebrity,
Me a threat to the world cause I influence.
All you little boys and the girls, you stand up and make a difference,
Just watch me! take advantage of my freedom of speech,
They can’t stop me, they wanna lock me,
They wanna... , but my pricey lawyer…
Puts my fans with riot, they knew it would be a state of emergency,
With t-shirts… so you could punch you fucking fingers and say
... you’re a bunch of fucking assholes!
Over my dick, jump over my shape, do whatever it is you do
And I’mma keep it popping, making hits for the new black kids.
In the hood we don’t agree with the system,
Now fuck ‘em all!
Chorus:
It’s p against the world,
Yeah, that’s right!
It’s not all good, nigger…!
It’s p against the world,
Fuck pout of here, you’re bothering me!
It’s p against the world,
In your bush, fuck you nigger!
Fuck your whole blood!
It’s p against the world,
Yeah, I know you heard that!
It’s just p!
I can’t take it son!
You understand me?
P against the world,
Fear me, for they kill me,
It’s just p!
Yeah!
Fear me, for they kill me, nigger!
[Hook] {2Pac sample}
{"And all my niggas in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a MAC-10"} -> 2Pac
I got eleven MAC-11's, thirty-eight .38's
Nine 9's, ten MAC-10's, this shit don't end
{"And all my niggas in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a MAC-10"}
I got eleven MAC-11's, thirty-eight .38's
Nine 9's, ten MAC-10's, this shit never ends
[Verse 1 - Prodigy]
I'm on my New York shit
Mobb Deep nigga, Queens, New York shit
Orange boxcutter, that New York shit
Guzzle the whole bottle, that's a New York sip
My baby mom's from Brooklyn, my New York bitch
Got that coke on Broadway, that New York flip
Hoes down South love my New York accent
and cheat on they man, from some New York dick
Niggas get mad, I pop in the clip
And pop for they symbol on they New York fit
With a rusty gun, but the shit still spit
Rubber bands on the handle: The New York grip
[Hook]
{"And all my niggas in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a MAC-10"}
I got eleven MAC-11's, thirty-eight .38's
Nine 9's, ten MAC-10's, this shit don't end
{"And all my niggas in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a MAC-10"}
I got eleven MAC-11's, thirty-eight .38's
Nine 9's, ten MAC-10's, this shit never ends
[Verse 2 - Prodigy]
Get on my New York shit
And show these mo'fuckers what New York is
Twelve homicides in a New York minute
Take a trip up top, for a New York visit
N.Y.P.D. - New York Pricks an' Dicks
Heard ya workin' with the D's, you a New York snitch
I'm tryin'a make a hundred mil', that's New York rich
Back an' forth to Philly with these New York bricks
Niggas get jealous over New York quick
Ay hoe, wanna know, who the New York kid?
With the New York plates, on the bulletproof truck
Better chill or get KILLLEDDDDD!!! by a New Yorker
[Hook]
{"And all my niggas in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a MAC-10"}
I got eleven MAC-11's, thirty-eight .38's
Nine 9's, ten MAC-10's, this shit don't end
{"And all my niggas in the pen, here we go again
Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a MAC-10"}
I got eleven MAC-11's, thirty-eight .38's
Nine 9's, ten MAC-10's, this shit never ends
{"Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a MAC-10"}
I got eleven MAC-11's, thirty-eight .38's
Nine 9's, ten MAC-10's, this shit don't end
[Outro]
{"Ain't nothin'...}
{"Ain't nothin'...}
Let these niggas have it, son
{"Ain't nothin' separatin' us from a MAC-10"}
Alchemist, man
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Oh, y'all niggas killer now? Oh, word
Catch you comin' out your fuckin' crib, nigga
Yeah, catch a fuckin' bullet, nigga
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mill's
Tour the album, only for more sales
We used to catch those on the block with crills
Now it's paid shows, promoters post up bills
Sign dems only if the math is real
If you can't match numbers then you can't have
The 'Head Nigga In Charge' and shit
Live nigga, rhymes, artist
Pardon, P dub shines regardless
Remorseless, haunt niggas like Poltergeist
My advice 'fore you get like that, is think twice
'Fore you move on it, put jewels on it, who want it?
Loose niggas make the news when we start formin'
Snatch stripes off a nigga's uniform often
Doin' it past yo' delf, you way out your jurisdiction
Why niggas bullshit on the grill?
I don't fuck around, dunny, this move's real
I keep it thoro, nigga
Yo, let me back up for 'em, lemme back up, yo, yo
Why niggas bullshit on the grill?
I don't fuck around, dunny, this move's real
I gave birth to your whole style and feel
How do it feel to hold my dick in public?
Cock blower, duplicate rap cloner
It's me and you, do it live on stage for Dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show and prove
Rhymes cocky, crazy ill, mad rowdy
Did a buck off of my shit and wrapped your outtie
Temperamental, I snap quick, very touchy
Ayo, my attitude is all fucked up and real shitty
I rap like no one out there can fuck wit me
You feel different, niggas see me
I throw a TV at you, crazy bitches say, ?P, you crazy?
A 'Pain In Da Ass', nah but 'Fuck U, Pay Me'
I'm no shorty, nigga, I stop your glory
I'm a thorough street nigga for real, you just applaud me
Avoid P, man, take your baby mom's advice
I'm nothin' sweet, ill with the guns, you pay the price
When you see me in the streets, soldier, salute me
You just a groupie, oh, you gangsta? Then shoot me
Who gives a fuck really? I miss my nigga, Twin
Kill me, so I can join the rest of my falls up in the Heavens
You rap niggas make me laugh, y'all crazy ass
And I don't give a fuck what you sold, that shit is trash
Bang this 'cuz I guarantee that you bought it
Heavy airplay all day wit no chorus, I keep it thoro, nigga
[Refrain]
Rapping is my religion,
Bring me the finest women
Gives me them white figures
Cause we're some break spirits
Respect that Â… d doubleÂ…
Real rap will shit, will spit
Niggers pray when they see me!
(x2)
It'sÂ… conversation
..occupation
Hit man, I'll probablyÂ…
With aÂ… with a track, I'll slay it!
We're over the grass, over the class,
I mix it up, 'till it's just enough to have me on that..
Niggers that won'tÂ… on us
They deserveÂ…
..like a base kick
..i erase this?
..take that as a fucking favor!
I know, I know, you niggersÂ… popping shit
And probably don't know that everything..popping is
Louder than words, my niggers are clown, not herds
I bounce your head off thatÂ…
Just the rhyming expert!
But you niggers want me to beÂ…
I can see through..
You know misery, love company Â…
See these dimes, see this cash, see me on tour with the..
I see you in hell, my girl ring bells Â…all that bullshit to rest!
[Refrain]
I got niggers on lock doing time
Cleaning max, right off the block moving dimes
..beautiful little girls, i'mma keep in bed at night
It was twelve in the kitchenÂ…
I'mma.. with the renegates
In a box, we trustÂ…
Like charlie, see me, have gun
She got a body, harder to be on a gun
I got keys of the spot with the ..
Keys of the block with theÂ…
Please don't stop, I'll be on the front
When niggers get caught, catch me if you want!
Hustlers - Get it on
attack
Blaggers - Get it on
Renegade - Get it on
attack
I'm not a punk
I'm just a cunt- Get it on
You talkin to me
I'm probably drunk - Get it on
I'm not a punk
I'm just a cunt- Get it on
You talkin to me
I'm probably drunk - Get it on
Warning I'm gunning 4
Warning Got it Now
Warning I'm gunning 4
Warning Got it Now
Got it Now
warning
la, la la
Bitches - Get it on
Hustlers - Get it on
attack
I'm not a punk - Get it on
I'm just a cunt - Get it on
You talkin to me - Get it on
I'm probably drunk - Get it on
attack
(original by method man; remixed by liam)
Check it, I'm the fuckin man, who they mention
Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus
Doo-doo, prepare for this verse tical voodoo
Blazin, the stuff that ignites stimulation
Inside ya, 'cause I be that house over water
Forgot in the realm that be deep as the poseidon
Adventure, niggaz need to touch they freakin picture
For the sickness, that be spreadin with the quickness
Remedies, cousin I be doin on my enemies
Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories
Emotion, rushin through your down street vicinity
Blunt smoke, in the air reveals my identity
What's that rhythm what's that sound
Party people getting down
When it hit the baddest man
Just release, yo delf!!
As I keep it movin, babey we be movin uh
Keep it movin, and we keep it movin uh
Keep it movin baby we be movin uh
Keep it movin, and we keep it huh rharhhh
My god, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set
To blow a nigga up, with my five fingers of death
I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand
If he frontin, on any man down with the clan
I be comin, for the headpiece you can't cope
For my brother, I bring it to the pope, word to mother
Serial, killa, style from big isle
No stat, my peoples are you with me where you at?
Shit's gettin deep in here, I mean like thick
Niggaz lookin all in my face like they want dick
It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'
That's all I can stands, and I can't stands no mo'
What is it? niggaz think they bigga
Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol
They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it
With the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic
Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice
But he don't want the hassle
Then we try to overthrow the castle
Better yet the tent when I'm comin to your town
Black man, the rental, god, the pistol
Yah! if you don't want a burn from glock
Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops
Here, no more dough will be made
Unless it's being made by hoes
What's that rhythm what's that sound
Party people getting down
When it hit the baddest man
Just breathe in, till then
And keep it movin, baby keep it movin
I plan to keep it movin, you know we keep it movin uh
And keep it movin, baby we be movin uh
And keep it movin, you know we keep it movin uh
And keep it movin, baby we be movin uh
We keep movin, you know we keep it moo..rarhrah
Throw your hands in the sky
And wave em from side to side
And if you're ready to spark up the meth-tical
Let me hear you say stim-uli
Keith (and some of Maxim):
One and a two to the three
give the trigger to me !
One and a two to the three
give the trigger to me !
One and a two to the three
give the trigger to me !
One and a two to the three,
give the trigger to me !
Keith:
Terrorist, with my head in the skys
Trigger on the streets, down from the river
You can't run me, you can't run me
I gotta spit the venom, I gotta spit the venom, yeah!
Keith:
shoot you down, gonna shoot you down,
gonna shoot you down, shoot you down gonna,
I gotta shoot you down,with my head in the skies!
Keith & Maxim:
Trigger!
This town is coming like a ghost town
All the clubs have been closed down
This place is coming like a ghost town
Bands won't play no more
Too much fighting on the dance floor
Do you remember the good old days before the ghost town?
We danced and sang as the music played in any boomtown
This town is coming like a ghost town
Why must the youth fight against themselves?
Government leaving the youth on the shelf
This place is coming like a ghost town
No job to be found in this country
Can't go on no more
The people getting angry
Hold it ¨c only if you're ready for this
Rip up the sound system!
Rip up the sound system!
Rip up the sound system!
Hold it, hold it, hold it!
Rip up the sound system!
Hold it, hold it, hold it!
Fifty thousand watts of funkin' hip hop power
Hey, hey, can you feel it, can you feel it?
Fifty thousand watts of funkin' hip hop power
Hey, hey, can you feel it, can you feel it?
Here we go yo'!
Rip up the sound system!
(Original by Jesus Jones; Remixed by Liam)
Across the world the message flies
Information, truth and lies
It's all yours and it`s all mine
You just have to find the time
We're all the same, we share the blame, we play the games
If it's yes or no the decision is easy, it's easy
Zeroes and ones will take us there.
This time the revolution will be computerised
You'll know it as you do it
In real time before your eyes
Slip between realities
There's more to this than anything that you or I can see
The world is mine, the world is yours and here's the cause
Zeroes and ones will take us there.
I've stared into the heart of it all
Seen the pictures on the wall
The beat of a heart
The oceans part and the patterns in my mind
This time, we've split the world once more
There's those that have and that don`t in information wars
Wer'e not alone 'cos all is known, and it`s everywhere
Zeroes and ones will take us there
Good day
I wanna see how everybody's doing!
[cheering]
Are you feelin' good?
[yeah!]
No-no-no-no-no, listen are you feelin' good?
[louder yeah!, music starts]
Was it worth coming out tonight?
[yeah!]
Are you sure?
[yeah!]
Are you 100% sure?
[yeah!]
Everybody come rock 'n roll with me?
[yeah! one guy in particular shouts really loud]
I roll 'n' rock, rock 'n' roll
I roll 'n' rock, rock 'n' roll
Kicking up in a brainstorm
[repeated]
Umm.. uhh... rock!
[guitars]
1, 2, 3... ahh!
Kicking up in a brainstorm
Kicking up in a brainstorm
Kicking up in a brainstorm
I roll 'n' rock, rock 'n' roll
I roll 'n' rock, rock 'n' roll
Kicking up in a brainstorm
[shouting]
1, 2, 3...
Kicking out the door
Kicking out the door
Kicking out the door
1, 2, [? ? ? ]
[guitars]
[drums, real funky]
Ok, [? ? ]
This is gonna be the last one!
[no!!]
This is gonna be the last one!
Get on the stage, I wanna...
I want some people to dance with me...
Ok, don't go waste the show
I got the I got the I got the I got the I got the I got the
(boom boom, boom bah!)
I got the I got the I got the I got the I got the I got the
I got the poison
Rat rat rat rat rat poison
Rat rat rat rat rat rat rat poison
(boom boom, boom bah!)
I got I got I got the poison
I got I got I got the remedy
Rat rat rat rat rat poison
Rat rat rat rat rat rat rat poison
(boom boom, boom bah!)
I got the poison!
(boom boom, boom bah!)
I got the I got the I got the I got the I got the I got the
I got the poison
(boom boom, boom bah!)
I am not what you thought, I am all seen
I am the top of New York
This is Empire state boy sit
I ain't ballest in the worst flow
Bring it on, I am thrown
I am more than your worst nightmare
I am the Devil
On my level you get never be
G's I am God, I am purplexin
My bargglin hard, I am D .
And who are you?
Nobody what are we? Anything, any rap in here
And the hip hop game wish to be
All r.a.p. grand wizard on the sixteens
That bust like ...
In Lord magazines i shine
Illuminate, get my aura is awsome
Illuminati is us, we are the origin
Of all inlighting
This pirates stole our shit
So, now you know.
Skulls and bones.
Skull-bo, scalp you
Scare the pussy a lot
When they find is you
Skull and bones (x4)
Great white colors
All the whites cuts you
Do you like 'em
When they'll find your
Skull and bones (x4).
I am not what you assume I am a f-cking terror
Will you ever make a move,
I am angel to smoke
Please light up my fuse,
These niggaz pussy, word to mommy I would do
Niggaz filthy, I am really to things that i rap
You just a custy trust me
You won't want that,
I am Ron ... to many known new
F-ck em fan bloody, all they're going through is hell
I'll be your knowing, you nigga structures ain't fit
Using gang glass joy, I wish I didn't kill
All r.ap. grand wizard on the sixteen
They spit like 47 and 50 cows I bang
I shine, illuminate
Get my aura, is awsome
Illuminati is us, we are the origin
Of all inlighting
This pirates stole our shit
So, now you know.
Skulls and bones.
Skull-bo, scalp you
Scare the pussy a lot
When they find is you
Skull and bones (x4)
Great white colors
All the whites cuts you
Do you like 'em
When they'll find your
Skull and bones (x4).
(original by front 242; remixed by liam)
'right' branded on my brow
'wrong' graven on my mind
You see, the sin is in me
When will it stop unfolding
When will I ever be face to face
With the devil in me
(chorus)
Let me burn you... let me burn you...
Let me burn you down...
Let me burn you... let me burn you...
Let me burn you down...
Burn you down...
(let me... let me...)
Brain wants to rule the heart
Heart wants to tie the hands
Unseat the assassin in me
So you cry, not to give it away
So you lie...
(chorus)
Born with a wicked charm
Torn by this driving harm
You see, it moves into me
So you lie, not to give it away
So you cry
(chorus)
(written by maxim)
Distort your mind, call up children of all kinds
Your intellect that inform my (? ), in my storm is where you're caught
Reinstate your faith, your only faith is me they love to hate
(maybe something in spanish? ), will be their familia
Caught in my web
You got me caught up in your head
I'm the shadow dark, that hides behind your thought
Dr. jekyll inside, if you'll be mr. hyde
Try to control me, try to control me
Caught in my web
You got me caught up in your head (x2)
(some words reversed...) pollute, combine mine for benzote
Stain your environment, chalk up my bind influence
Saturate reality, go to battle when you're 70
The human race I exploit, and I'll leave you no choice
Blood'll overflow your cranium, what's the millenium?
Personality not present, overturn your only (instrument? )
Suffocate your desire, set your village voice on fire
Enter my world which you thought, prepare for second on-slaught
Caught in my web
You got me caught up in your head (x3)
I'll stunt your growth, degrade yourself (? ? ? ) don't move
Bleach your eyes with turpentine, tie them with the cord in your spine
Subside your love life, seperate the yolk from the white
I'm the co-creator, mind de-capitator
I'm the evil that lurks, the pain inside that hurts
Spike your dreams, plant my thoughts obscene not (or and? ) clean
Impregnant your ears, when you hear me, it's me ya fear
Me they hate the most, oh!
Here come the verbose
Caught in my web
You got me caught up in your head (x4)
We need their familia...
(lyrics that are in parenthenses are uncertain)
(if you can correct these parts, please email me!)
When it comes to smokin' lyrics (then this rapper's on track? )
(production ? ? ? between my brain I will wreck? )
No matter what the job I'm asked I'll always do it well
My skill my perpetual I'll only excel
(to a power I'll remain? ) superior to all
I'll handle any task no matter big or small
For my rapping capability, I'm never underrated
When it comes to smokin lyrics, I'm always nominated.
I'm the number one contender in the hip-hop race
(all the penalties I'm falling from for? ) now u must face
The ultimate challenger, of course that's me
Super rapper t-la rock, I'm the (greatest? ) mc
With my voice so stimulating, feels so seductive
One can't help but find themselves reluctant
To attend the performance of another vocalist
(and so it will follow to rap like this? )
(original by the rolling stones; remixed by maxim)
Waiting for a girl who's got curlers in her hair
Waiting for a girl she has no money anywhere
We get buses everywhere
Waiting for a factory girl
Waiting for a girl and her knees are much too fat
Waiting for a girl who wears scarves instead of hats
Her zipper's broken down the back
Waiting for a factory girl
Waiting for a girl and she gets me into fights
Waiting for a girl we get drunk on friday night
She's a sight for sore eyes
Waiting for a factory girl
Waiting for a girl and she's got stains all down her dress
Waiting for a girl and my feet are getting wet
She ain't come out yet
Waiting for a factory girl
You gotta snatch some cowards and let them motherfuckers know you're gonna take them out, any time you feel like it!
I need a gangsta bitch
Give me a gangsta bitch
I wanna gangsta do it with my gangsta bitch
Give me a gangsta bitch
She G'd up, tell that bitch to call me
She like it rough I fuck that bitch the long way
All night, now I'm on her my all day
She mines now, for ever and for always
Lame niggas, they belong with them lame hoes
Punk bitches, they belong with them punk dudes
Get yourself a bird, I got me a lioness
Pretty thug love, on that Clyde & Bonnie shit
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, bitch I'm a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, bitch I'm a pretty thug
Flyboy, me a rudeboy
Me a gunman, me a shoot boy
For mi rude gyal
Me a do a thousand years in the dungeon
I don't fuck around when it come to her
And she don't play when it come to me
Our love from the stars above
We infamous, this destiny
Bet it never be another two like
Me and baby the Clarence and Alabama type
If we die, we be in love on the other side
I be the bitch, she be the nigga in another life
God put us together, only God can stop us
We cut our palms, hold hands, now we blood partners
Sacrificial love, bitch I give my heart to you
Love me to pieces, I give every part to you
Handsome, gangster, look my face you got a dime
Gorgeous thug, just look her face and pretty eyes
Our little baby boy or girl gon' be trouble
And when we gone, they gon know their parents was some...
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, bitch I'm a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, bitch I'm a pretty thug
You can never bag my bitch homie
I know that she loyal to me
She know that you not that nigga you claim to be, c'mon stop it whoadie
I get the baddest women, you only pulling skanks
I spit that real life to 'em, you niggas spitting game
Say what I mean, mean what I say
If I tell that bitch to come on
That bitch best move without haste
Yeah she gangbang, she crazy
My gangstress, my lady
Ask what set she claiming
She gon' say that gang P
Gangsta bitch, give me a gangsta bitch
I wanna gangsta do it with my gangsta bitch
Give me a gangsta bitch
Gangsta bitch, I got a gangsta bitch
Smoking gangsta ouuwie, with my gangsta bitch
I got a gangsta bitch
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, bitch I'm a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, my bitch a pretty thug
Pretty thug, bitch I'm a pretty thug
Click clack
Rock-a-bye, baby
Click clack
Oh you'se dead motherfucker
Just look into my eyes, you see there's no bullshit
And I'ma professional, drama bring a .9 slinger
Just look at my face, do I look like I'm playing with you?
Listen to my verse, do it sound like I'm a scared fool? No
I don't give a fuck when I rap
You see me in the street it's the same way I act
It's not movie dawg, it's a reality show
So that'll be real good when that Cali-coat blow
Welcome to the life of V.I.P
On DVD 'cause shit too violent for MTV
There's niggas being killed, bitches being fucked
There's drugs being sold, our money getting up
If you look into my mind, all you see is hate dunno
The blood's everywhere, but most of 'em is fake one's
I load up the .9, trying to get payload
I take everything from you shoes to your Kangol
You gotta give it up or get your arm chopped off
Niggas know my name, Big Twinz pop off
The fiends know wassup, I'm the one to cop off
I'm not soft, Infamous fire like hot-sauce
Get a load of real shit, the hemi go bang
The swami go rang, in the shoot & range
So I could perfect my aim
Stick you like a dope needle how a nigga aim
Sharp-shooter, top shotta, top fire rapper
Voted most likely to knock back up
I pick the ratch up and cap you up
(Et)
Night or day it don't matter
The skateboarder, surf boarder, snowboarder
Understand P you see 'cause he's sorta
The best stuff on earth and if you come up
With your bitch to put the cuff on first
'Cause I'ma animal pimp, I get up on a female
And tell her things she likes, she give me that tail
And I call heads, but I was all wrong dawg, a sex is the best
Click clack
Rock-a-bye, baby
Click clack
And the man walked in the valley
Of the shadow of death
For years and he feared no evil
Yeah, that's right, of course
Uh, uh
Yeah, aiyyo, uh-huh
Field Marshal P
Soldier you step inside my room solute
(Solute)
At attention, pay attention
When P say something it's the truth
The universe is my witness
(Uh-huh)
It's all what these demon cops tried to do
It's all our leaders that got hit
It's all the shooting that hit our leaders too
Nigga I'ma vet, on the streets I'ma King
Push it to the maximum when I do my thang
My words will shock you, my songs will scare you
You fit to die real soon, let me prepare you
For that rectangle box, you deserve to die, you dirty lil fuck
You ungrateful, un-loyal, I'll have my nigga Un take care of you
Or my nigga Fox, you just light work, real simple
I'll pick up the pistol and hit up your temple
Demolish your rental, you cheap fuck, bury 'em in his cheap suit
Ashes to dust, you're not a revolutionary, you're a punk
You're not a rebel soldier; just leave it up to us
I'ma insurgent, I put work in, check my card, listen to my verses
Field Marshal P
Soldier you step inside my room solute
(Solute)
At attention, pay attention
When P say something it's the truth
The universe is my witness
(Uh-huh)
It's all what these demon cops tried to do
It's all our leaders that got hit
It's all the shooting that hit our leaders too
Nigga I'ma pro, in the rap world I'ma God
I only hear the facts, I'm death to your garbage
I only spit the rap, if the shit's real
I only lie to the police on the real
New York Pricks and Dicks know the deal
(NYPD)
They wanna do the kid like my nigga Sean Bell
Fuck that, it be a racist cop buried there
With the bagpipe music, I'll burn another L
To amazing grace, what a perfect song
Was blind but now you see us, it's not a game at all
Y'all some slimy snakes, bunch of reptile cops
The government and military all corrupt
I ain't on that shade the world shit
I'ma share my experiences, been through hell and back
Now I'm right back in hell, dunno I'll be right back
Yeah, but in the meanwhile
Field Marshal P
Soldier you step inside my room solute
(Solute)
At attention, pay attention
When P say something it's the truth
The universe is my witness
(Uh-huh)
It's all what these demon cops tried to do
It's all our leaders that got hit
It's all the shooting that hit our leaders too
Cops said a nigga tried to get you a charge
Get cameras, 'cause they might plan some shit in your car
But yet the god just talking the fact he got lips
They gave 'em 42 months, he got bagged with that grip
Word is bond, I was just right there
I've seen the judge's face, military mind
I preached to nigga fuck Jakes
The hip-hop could suck my dick
Down right they trying to hate on us, destruct our clique
Big Joe was in the Garden the night of Sean Bell death
Had plans to kill a nigga the minute Sean Bell left
Trying to slant the victim's characters for wrong Judan
Niggas scared to hang around me like what's wrong with Un?
But fuck 'em, nigga down to take bullets
When we were leaving and we don't get mad we get even
Before you violate my rights and start looking
Shit is candid in the car you're searching, I got footage
Field Marshal P
Soldier you step inside my room solute
(Solute)
At attention, pay attention
When P say something it's the truth
The universe is my witness
(Uh-huh)
It's all what these demon cops tried to do
It's all our leaders that got hit
(feat. Majesty)
[Madge:]
Yeeah!
What it is my thugs?
My pimps, hoes, hustels and G's?
My name be Majesty!
CEO of Grand Imperial Entertainment, man!
And I'm here man... with The Infamous...
My nigga Bandana P, man!
Hehehe!
Y'all know who is in the motherfuckin' streets man!
The Mack is motherfuckin' back!
We ain't talkin' 'bout no pimps nigga!
Heheheh!
The Mack is back, nigga!
Niggas like E-Money Bags, man!
Brother Big Stretch man!
Troy Rest In Peace, man!
Arm, what it is man?
It's that thug life shit!
Thugged on shit, man that Infamous... shit, man!
Makavelli the Don forever man!
Tha Duffy for life man!
The Mack is back, nigga!
Y'all know what it is, man!
Gun check!
Scientist!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Old school Pt.2, feel it
The realest, who be the realest?
That's how we do it, man
We run through it, nigga
I'm the number one insane rapper mix CD stabba'
Your album was doo-doo, I threw it out the passenger
The number one crapta, the 8, the 12, the 16, 22's and 23's
Sometimes I could blow a little steam
I got a lot on my chest but I keep it quiet
So I don't blow the steam
Get 'em every time, my military bars
Will leave a permanent mark on ya brain
The comeback kid, to see you get your ass whooped
Mad witnesses, these niggas mad shook
I don't have a clue, why he chose to speak on my name
When you know I'm gon' shoot
You know I'm gon' crack yo' face
When you see me in the place I'm a dangerous person
Behind the rope, poppin' off with the girl
You got the ratchet in the car
I got the ratchet on my person
3 stacks, 3 stacks, 3 stacks
And a pocket full of hacks
It don't stop, it don't stop, it don't stop
When it's on it go pop
Yo, it been a long time since I sold a dime on a dime
This shit too hot, whoa
It's poppin' uptown when I used to see Flaco
Now back to the block hollerin' 'I got those'
I got those in every state
Like the same amount of snitches that you got in your face
I'm a make my cracks bigger and take over the whole hood
Shit changed, dunn the ladies say that I'm no good
I smoke wood, to get high till we pass out
Cash over bitches, that's how we ride out
Take me to the
Take me to the
Take me to the
Take me to the hospital
Take me to the hospital
Take me to the hospital
Take me to the hospital
Take me to the hospital
Push up your hand if you're lovin' my style
Push up your hand if you're lovin' my style
Push up your hand if you're lovin' my style
Your goddamn hand up, I say
Push up your hand if you're lovin' my style
Push up your hand if you're lovin' my style
Push up your hand if you're lovin' my style
Your goddamn hand up, I say
Along came a spider
He was creepy like Dracula
He spoke like he was a friend
So I came with adrenaline
Hold it
Welcome to the seen of the crash
Welcome to the seen of the crash
Take me to the hospital
Take me to the hospital
Take me to the hospital
Take me to the
Push up your hand if you're lovin' my style
Push up your hand if you're lovin' my style
Push up your hand if you're lovin' my style
Your goddamn hand up, I say
Push up your hand if you're lovin' my style
Push up your hand if you're lovin' my style
Push up your hand if you're lovin' my style
Your goddamn hand up, I say
Welcome to the seen of the crash
Welcome to the seen of the crash
Take me to the hospital
Take me to the hospital
Take me to the hospital
Take me to the
What are you gonna do when the hounds are calling?
What are you gonna do when the hounds are calling?
You're a muck that's why I had to cut you down
You run with the wolves while I hunt like a hound
You're a muck that's why I had to cut you down
You run with the wolves, shout it out loud
You're a muck that's why I had to cut you down
You run with the wolves while I hunt like a hound
You're a muck that's why I had to cut you down
You run with the wolves, shout it out loud
You run, you run with the wolves
You run with the wolves
You're a muck, that's why I had to cut you down
You run with the wolves while I hunt like a hound
You're a muck, that's why I had to cut you down
You run with the wolves, shout it out loud
You're a muck that's why I had to cut you down
You run with the wolves while I hunt like a hound
You're a muck that's why I had to cut you down
You run with the wolves, shout it out loud
What are you gonna do when the hounds are calling?
What are you gonna do when the hounds are calling?
What are you gonna do when the hounds are calling?
What are you gonna do?
You're a muck that's why I had to cut you down
You run with the wolves while I hunt like a hound
You're a muck that's why I had to cut you down
You run with the wolves, shout it out loud
You run, you run with the wolves
You run, you run with the wolves
You run with the wolves
You run with the wolves
You run with the wolves
Piranha
Piranha
P-P-Piranha
Piranha
P-P-Piranha
Teeth, grip, razor sharp
Bites hi-power, tear you apart
Teeth, grip, razor sharp
Bites hi-power, tear you apart
Piranha
P-P-Piranha
Piranha
P-P-Piranha
Teeth, grip, razor sharp
Bites hi-power, tear you apart
Teeth, grip, razor sharp
Bites hi-power, tear you apart
You better not, lose control
It pulls you under, it will take you whole
You better not, lose control
It pulls you under, it will take you whole
Teeth, grip, razor sharp
Bites hi-power, tear you apart
Teeth, grip, razor sharp
Bites hi-power, tear you apart
Teeth, grip, razor sharp
Bites hi-power, tear you apart
Teeth, grip, razor sharp
It won't go away
It won't go away
It won't go away
It's an omen
Bring it down to earth
Eiaaeiaha...
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
And it's too close to the wire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
And it's about to expire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
And it's about to expire
Too close, you're too close
Too close, too close to the wire
Too close, you're too close
Too close, your world's on fire
You're so special
You're so special
You're so special
Why aren't you dead?
Three, two, one, zero
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
And it's about to expire
Too close, you're too close
Too close, too close to the wire
Too close, you're too close
Too close, your world's on fire
You're so special
You're so special
You're so special
Why aren't you dead?
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
The world's on fire
Too close, too close
You're too close to the wire
Too close, too close
You're too close to the wire
Too close, too close
You're too close to the wire
Too close
You're too close to the wire
Too close
You're too close to the wire
Too close
Come with me to the dance floor,
You and me cause that´s what it´s for
Show me now what is it
You got to be doing
I hear thunder but there's no rain
This kind of thunder breaks walls and window pane
I hear thunder but there's no rain
This kind of thunder
T-t-thunder
T-t-inside
T-t-thunder
T-t-thunder
T-t-inside
T-t-thunder
I hear thunder but there's no rain
This kind of thunder breaks walls and window pane
I hear thunder but there's no rain
This kind of thunder
I hear thunder but there's no rain
This type of thunder breaks walls and window pane
I hear thunder but there's no rain
This type of thunder breaks walls and window pane
Inside
T-t-thunder
T-t-inside
T-t-thunder
I hear thunder but there's no rain
This type of thunder breaks walls and window pane
I hear thunder but there's no rain
This type of thunder breaks walls and window pane
I hear thunder but there's no rain
This kind of thunder breaks walls and window pane
I hear thunder but there's no rain
This kind of thunder
I hear thunder but there's no rain
This type of thunder breaks walls and window pane
I hear thunder but there's no rain
This type of thunder breaks walls and window pane
It's an omen
It's an omen
It's an omen
Now the writing's on a wall
It won't go away
It's an omen
You just run out of automation
Now the writing's on a wall
It won't go away
It's an omen
It's an omen
It's an omen
Now the writing's on a wall
It won't go away
It's an omen
You just run out of automation
Now, now
Now the writing's on a wall
It won't go away
It's an omen
You just run out of automation
Now the writing's on a wall
It won't go away
It's an omen
It's an omen
It's an omen
It's an omen
We are The Prodigy
Invaders must die
Invaders must die
Invaders must die
Invaders must die
Invaders must die
Invaders must die
Invaders must die
Invaders must die
Invaders must die
We are The Prodigy
Invaders must die
Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up
Smack my bitch up
Smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up
Change my pitch up
Smack my bitch up
(original by dr. dooom aka kool keith; remixed by leeroy thornhill)
(intro)
Yeah, to all my fans, for people who don't know
What I've been going through to make my own, yeah...
Now it's time to hurt your feelings as I upset music industry fans
Hey yo my man, look at my hands, they look human, right?
You think I'm a monster, ill circus clown, I'm not a specimen
Don't look at me funny when I come around
And y'all been trying to figure me out for years
Trying to reduplicate me, but they can't, so they hate me
While white boys rub the heads of black music with a japanese assistant
What does a chinese kid know about the rap game, it's a shame
As I see 'em watching bet
There's a million of creative rappers tryin' to be me
I'm starting to feel like jimi hendrix
When they cover the story who started rock
Magazines put blankets over my interviews
They don't want to see me on channel 7 news
Tellin the truth of the project group
Which they always have secret spies in with eyes
Watchin me record my album, sending producers with wack tracks
And dats, messin' up my whole format
Can you imagine doing something that would need more to function
With an alternative hippy kid from the record label watchin your back
Talkin about mariah carey's honky
Makin' an average group buck dance like a barrel full of monkeys
While I break out to do the shopping, boy
You're makin' a quick phone call
About my sound is too new and different
I need to be a regular like dru hill, a little more ill
Hey keith we want you to be ill!
Yeah, leave me alone!
Hey keith, we want you to be ill!
Of course I'm hard to work with, cos you're hard to work with
I don't wanna be the insane clown posse and collaborate
I'm tryin' to innovate and think quick at a fast rate
Why you mad? cos I'm original?
You can't do the material
When I sit back and watch you act big
Spend your budget on your video
I'm in one of my 3 luxury apartments eating raisin bran cereal
While you front, 'lo I'll take my white rhyme down to world's fargo
How long's it gonna take?
900 thousand and clear, talkin' with a clerk
I don't need a binge this year
Took care of my paperwork
Take the united taxi out to vegas
While the average r'n'b group is doing a promo concert
Ignoring your phone calls from broke labels
Who try to put out underground mc's
Try to get me to rap on a wacky-ass track with one g
How dare you try to insult me?
I got 40 grand for 3 minutes to write a song with prodigy
Other crews don't get, but you got the nerve to call me ¡±welcome to the business¡±
Stand as a witness, work on your stomach, use physical fitness
I ain't playin' all this african stuff, all look the same
I don't need a joe neckbone puttin' his artwork on my cd
Enjoyin' apple jacks and honeycomb, with me sittin' on the throne
No, I'm takin the regular picture by the hotel saint bonaventure
Besides I do wear a cold blue winter
And eat at beautiful resturants... yeah!
Yeah, leave me alone!
Hey keith, we want you to be ill!
Why you think I should wear a motorcycle helmet?
Why don't you wear it?
Put on some wings like a parrot
Let's discuss this contract
Why are you hypin' up a normal female group with fat cellulite that sound wack
Most of y'all goin' out like uncle toms, like louis armstrongs
Wearin' a tattoo and born on stage like tracy chapman
I canceled a big tour 'cos I was prepared
You're on the roll with your damn money and ya're all scared
Why y'all walkin, look hard like your manager got your name
All over your versatile card
And plus, this video treatment sucks
The fishlens effect
The lens to the camera only costs 100 bucks
Look at the director trying to tell me what to do
I've done this before
14 degrees freezing cold doin' poppa large with a cage over my head, that's dead
Don't get your imagination too messed up
I'm wearing a yankee hat and a starter
I'm not dressing up
How you gonna tell me what to wear?
I don't need mascara and a stylist
Save that for a big rock group like pantera
Experience, next plateau, mercury, wild pitch, emi, capitol, dreamworks
Never got robbed, put my lyrics away and stuffed
Too many people with hands in my projects
Havin' fantasies of me being superman, you actin' stupid man
I'm like prince
You might see me once every 5 years at the record company
While most of you live at the label beggin for your rent and car notes to be paid
Under the table doing routine dances for advances
Oooh... you've been involved...
Yeah, leave me alone!
Hey keith, we want you to be ill!
Wind it up, wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up, wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up, wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up, wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up, wind it up
Wind it up
Equal rights and justice in this time
Equal rights and justice in this time
Wind it up, wind it up
Wind it up, wind it up
Wind it up
Wind it up, wind it up
Wind it up, wind it up
Wind it up, wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time
Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up
Wind it up
Wind it up
The following material has been rated next
By the Divine Mill association
It is intended for a mature audience
Parental discretion is advised
Through our journey you will be experiencing
Sounds like(woman: Ay Papi)
And even shit like (woman moaning)
Hell you might even get some (woman moaning)
And a little (woman: I love you give me more)
Welcome
(Get in, get in, don't stop, get in)
[Verse 1:]
N-gga duck and dodger from the LA I told 'em how to
Duggie when my jamie gets bust in
All your sweat get floody.
We just met cause he ugly and my girl
She a bunny, yeah she only jump on me
Yeah she oly jump in front me
What's the... you know we only came right here for...
Don't let your pride get in your way
I don't know why, n-gga behave...
Look to me, like they wanna die
Must be medication time, steping thirty
N-ggas very, come as f-ck remain calm
My... refuse get in the line
... on his neck.
Do you... bang with the best?
N-gga they rap, going to slap
I would do mali step
Murder that, who you?
I ain't never heard of that
... me and whale like...
My future's pay for it, I'm never home
I stay tour, I stay long
My audio's like cardio
I'm so strong, I pinballs and great...
I crack your f-cking face clam
You Boogz, you fat n-gga came at me with that nice line.
[Hook: Boogz Boogetz]
Get money (x10)
I get money (x4)
She get money
We got money
Get money (x10)
I get money (x4)
She get money
We got money
Get money, get money.
It's an omen
It's an omen
It's an omen
Now the writing's on a wall
It won't go away
It's an omen
You just run out of automation
Now the writing's on a wall
It won't go away
It's an omen
It's an omen
It's an omen
Now the writing's on a wall
It won't go away
It's an omen
You just run out of automation
Now, now
Now the writing's on a wall
It won't go away
It's an omen
You just run out of automation
Now the writing's on a wall
It won't go away
It's an omen
It's an omen
It's an omen
Now
It's an omen
Now
Now
Now
Now
© EMI VIRGIN MUSIC, LTD;
You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no one,
that's no good for me.
from Spawn soundtrack
Taste the back of my crystal fist
Dog of the reservoir
Causing friction
[Featuring KRS-One, Method Man, KAM]
[Prodigy]
Aiyyo, wordup Dunn
Man you know how I feel
Gotta be more to it than this, word up
*Doing an impression of Scarface*
This what it's all about Dunn? Uh?
Eating, drinking, fucking, sucking (Can't understand)
Whattup, I don't know baby
Nah man, it's not, it's not yo word up
I'm tellin you right now
I know this shit though, aiyyo
Disagreeable, foul energy, tryin to
absorb my energy, knowin it's the strength of me
Take a few to give me a edge
My green light shine bright, Kryptonite type
Fully operational, my physical cream
Put the bottles of smoke down, pick up a magazine
Popped it inside the AR-15
Put it aside, round up the regime
While you rely on religion, I hold a nine
on the mission, to pull fire on your opposition
Revelation was the vision of this
Crack the heavens, it's time to bring the business, shit
My story goes back to them lost Pyramids
I'm seeing things that you won't believe exists
He use a Lunar-tick, suspended in time Dunn
The secondary light got your mind
You rock the fatigues, to squab until ?popular? guns
But are you really prepared, for the things to come?
[KRS-One]
Check it out
True underground sound from the Boogie Down
Uptown Downtown gather round for the showdown, in they faces
Calling out these racists, at Rolling Stone
Spin Details and other places, KRS is The Source
Fuck these magazine leadin hip-hop off course
You'll print about Black Mayors, Black Senators
Why you ain't got no Black Editors?
Everytime I do an interview in Rolling Stone
They sendin me a writer that look like he's Home Alone
Ignorant, to the culture and the microphone
This has got to stop -- your whole spot
is blown sky high, battle why try?
My view is bird's eye, scopin with my third eye
You don't understand, why you're publically banned
until you recognize the writing skills of a black man
Black Editor, all of us ain't thuggin
Gossiping over who's homosexual
Some of us are Black Intellectuals, up in Harlem World
You can't get with me, so now in Midtown
you wanna stop and talk to me?
Bitch ass journalist, is this your fake hip-hop publication?
Look I'm burnin this
[Method Man]
How many didn't want to see it happen
Street moves, live from Staten, if life is a joke, nobody laughin
Hate to see a brother do good through legal action
So you sabotage and throw a Def in the Squad
Fo'-fo's blastin, keep the po-po flashin
these Dark Soul Assassins, Jake's hate the Gods with a passion
So I keep it movin in an orderly, fashion
Pedal to the floor -- peep the Jim Crow law, mind control theory
Y'all niggaz don't hear me, Generation Next
Droppin fast who's next, next to get wet
by the reign of the tech-knowledgy, follow me
Open up wide now, swallow me, every calorie
is reality the truth, the whole truth and
nothin but the truth, taste is the proof
These niggaz want the Juice, and in the crossfire
be the youth, who didn't learn to duck when they shoot
[KAM]
What kind of party is this, it's that political kind
Where America's best, most hypocritical minds
Try they hands at keepin y'all deaf dumb and blind
And for the right dollar sign, do white collar crime
behind suits, and clean shaves
I confuse em and use em as tools and slaves
Because my schools is graves and jobs is plantations --
I robs the damn nation
so I can live in luxury, you fucks with me
You marryin the dirt and I'ma throw in the tux for free
I tell the people what they wanna hear
I make em laugh and cheer, and then they re-elect me every year
So when the coast is clear, I stop duckin
and start back doin dope, cussin and fuckin
I kiss the babies, shake hands, wave and smile for flicks
That's my style, my pol-i-tricks
Triple-Six convicts, lyin is automatic
in the government, Republican or Democratic
Fuck Freedom, Justice and Equality
Nigga just accept my apology and suck this trick-knowledgy
I just can't hold back...
I just can't hold back...
Drop the base... Drop the base...
Drop the base... Drop the base now.
Rhythm of life...
AAAAaaaaaAAAAaaaaaaAAaaaaa...
AAAAaaaaaAAAAaaaaaaAAaaaaa...
Rhythm of life...
Rhythm of your mind...
Rhythm of life...
Rhythm of your mind...
your mind... your mind... your mind... your mind...
This one's for those who are crazy!
Crazy, crazy, cra-cr-
Countdown, baby, get ready to go!
Non-stop energy left but you go
Everybody
Your love...
Your love...
Your love...
Wo-ho, wo-ho, wo-ho-ohoo...
Wo-ho, wo-ho, wo-ho-ohoo...
I rock rock, rock,
I roll I roll
Rock, Rock, Rock
Wind it up, wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up, wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up, wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up, wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up, wind it up
Wind it up
Equal rights and justice in this time
Equal rights and justice in this time
Wind it up, wind it up
Wind it up, wind it up
Wind it up
Wind it up, wind it up
Wind it up, wind it up
Wind it up, wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time
Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up
(Equal rights and justice in this time)
Wind it up
Wind it up
Fly away.
Fly away.
Fly away.
Fly away.
Fly away.
Raise your fan up for the noise
Wake the dogs up, call your voice
Are you ready for the war?
Bring your colours to the floor
I can see the look in your eyes
I can see the look in your eyes
I can see the look in your eyes
I can see the look in your eyes
Show your colours
Bring your colours to the floor
Show your colours
Bring your colours to the floor
Wake yourself up, sirens on
'Cause we are fighting so exciting, now it's on
Are you ready for the war?
Show your colours
Bring your colours to the floor
I can see the look in your eyes
I can see the look in your eyes
I can see the look in your eyes
I can see the look in your eyes
Show your colours
Bring your colours to the floor
Show your colours
Bring your colours to the floor
I can see the look in your eyes
I can see the look in your eyes
I can see the look in your eyes
I can see the look in your eyes
I can see the look in your eyes
Show your color
Show your color
Show your color
Show your color
Show your colours
Bring your colours to the floor
Show your colours
Bring your colours to the floor
Well he was born in fusion with nature
And full of dreams he'd understand
With silent cries pouring his future
From melodies with golden hands
Do what you will this skill your dominion
No search for fame too young to know
And all the while your only companion
A ragged fiddle and a rosined bow
They would know the light you'd shine
All would see you are a prodigy
The skill would from learning starvation
A discipline you'd always know
The time would come a show of sensations
And you would make your deep run shallow
And like the wind across the country
Your presence rules in their open ears
They would hail this music beginning
And wouldn't care to know about the tears
You cried inside when all alone
They'd see you are a prodigy
Now they don't understand
And you're Satan's child
No excuse for the sound that you wield
There's no way that you do the things
God has given you
Taking away the mystery of it all
Now they're leading you here
And they're leading you there
Telling you that your skill does not apply
No just a gift from hell
Watching and waiting they're all under your spell
They would know the light you'd shine
All would see you are a prodigy
Well he was born in fusion with nature
And full of dreams he'd understand
With silent cries pouring his future
From melodies with golden hands
Do what you will this skill your dominion
No search for fame too young to know
And all the while your only companion
A ragged fiddle and a rosined bow
They would know the light you'd shine
(Intro)
Life...Uhh
(You can tell me where we go now 4x)
(Verse 1)
This is exactly what I was lookin' for
I found that inspiration after buying Take Care on
iTunes and
Len Springs sittin' in my room while we had that
conversation about how to make it
Especially when the previous day, me and Hitman ran
into Kelis
And it made him say he's tired of feeling basic
Got the type of drive to make a V8 take off
Supercharged engine in a race with Nas
Your spacebar is my racecar, when you press play I'm
makin' top
Speed off the get-off, pedal to the metal won't let off
I'm filling all the vacant spots, I've got a scene that
I seen
In my dreams that let me know this is where the chasing
stops
Shit I've worked so hard so that I could be the man
Walking in my shoes, need Jason's socks
Girls feel frisky when you really don't try
So I really can't lie, my patience stopped...
Never gave up, learned to face facts
And the fact of the matter is I'mma make shit hot
Put it in packaging, then I wait for the drop
Then watch me float on the way to the top
(Hook)
Said I've been waiting for this moment
Not just to be noticed, but those things I felt were
hopeless
Won't go to a waste, I'm going in and out of focus
But that's the process of growing, and that's the cost
of just knowing
That you would surely take off
I never thought being sober can make you feel so loaded
I'm fed up with these thoughts and now I think I'm
feeling bloated
But with all this time devoted, I'll make sure that you
know I'm a prodigy
I'm a prodigy, I'm a prodigy
(Verse 2)
Ever had that feeling where you're like 'fuck that shit
I'm tired of the back?'
And all your friends that you starved with and tried to
ball with got you wired to attack?
No matter how many times that you've tried
Got you feeling like you're sitting in the middle of a
trap
Bout to cramp out in the middle of the track?
They just give you frowns and you smile right back?
Still in the struggle, why it feel like that?
Now niggas want to hang and ladies want to chat?
They just want to learn, and I just want to rap
But it's still all love cause the skill don't slack
Got that feeling...that this is how it feels before you
make...
What the world will call it...
Freeze tag everytime I spit on track...
Noticing that moment...
Everytime my eyes close when instead of seeing them
roaches
I'll be somewhere down the coast with the rest of
Wrekless and records...
That are nominated for grammy's, my time has made what
is plan B
Become A...plan that came in handy, yea!
(Hook)
Said I've been waiting for this moment
Not just to be noticed, but those things I felt were
hopeless
Won't go to a waste, I'm going in and out of focus
But that's the process of growing, and that's the cost
of just knowing
That you would surely take off
I never thought being sober can make you feel so loaded
I'm fed up with these thoughts and now I think I'm
feeling bloated
But with all this time devoted, I'll make sure that you
know I'm a prodigy
No specific schedule,
Unexpected visit
Taken out of your normal enviroment
Rendered passive you cannot resist
Taken aboard!
Error in the interpretation of perceptions
Stripped down and probed with no advanced knowledge
Suddenly helpless
Strapped down for the ride
Sperm is taken and eggs are harvested
Building an infestation of hybrids
Touching your body,
Gazing into your eyes
You lack control,
Your body's molested and repeatedly tested
The galaxy's prodigy
The galaxy's prodigy
The master race may arrive and intervine at anytime.
Close your blinds,
Your never alone at night
Penetrate your mind
Penetrate your mind
Sit down and relax,
As they penetrate your mind
Enter the mind of the damned!
These experiments become real lost and hopeless,
In a sleepy confusion
You are now retured to your normal enviroment
And within seconds forget what just happened
Can you feel it, the energy, the heat
the energy, the heat
Can you feel it, the energy, the heat
the energy, the heat
The energy
The energy
The energy
The energy
Can you feel it
the energy, the heat
the energy, the heat
the energy, the heat
the energy, the heat
the energy, the heat
the energy, the heat
the energy, the heat
the energy, the heat
The energy
Instrumental.
lick it once
lick it twice
c'mon put that shit on ice
C'mon, C'mon
lick it once
gonna lick it-twice
This is dangerous. Open up your head feel the shell shock.
This is dangerous. This is dangerous, I walk through mindfields so watch your head rock
So watch your head rock!
This is dangerous, I walk to mindfields so watch your head rock.
This shock...
I walk through mind fields, eh... this shock
I walk through mind fields so watch your head rock
Meauw...
Charly says... bass
Charly says... raas
Bass, bass, little bit of bass, little bit of bass, little bit of raas
Little bit of bass, little bit of raas
Little bit of bass, little bit of raas
Little bit of bass, little bit of raas
1 2 3 4
1...1...1...1 2 3 4
The music reach
Make me wanna shout!
Come on, who can, who can, can hear the bass drum?
Come on, who can, who can, can hear the bass drum? Come on, who can, who
can, can hear the bass drum?
Come on, who can, who can, can hear the bass drum? You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no-one,
That's no good for me. You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no-one,
That's no good for me. You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no-one,
That's no good for me. You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no-one,
That's no good for me. You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no-one,
That's no good for me. You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no-one,
That's no good for me. You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no-one,
That's no good for me. You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no-one,
That's no good for me. Come on, who can, who can, can hear the bass drum?
Come on, who can, who can, can hear the bass drum?
Come on, who can, who can, can hear the bass drum? Come on, who can, who
can, can hear the bass drum?
Come on, who can, who can, can hear the bass drum?
Come on, who can, who can, can hear the bass drum? You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no-one,
That's no good for me. You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no-one,
That's no good for me. You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no-one,
That's no good for me. You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no-one,
That's no good for me. Come on, who can, who can, can hear the bass drum?
Come on, who can, who can, can hear the bass drum?
Come on, who can, who can, can hear the bass drum? You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no-one,
That's no good for me. You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no-one,
That's no good for me. You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no-one,
That's no good for me. You're no good for me,
I don't need nobody.
Don't need no-one,
That's no good for me.
An imitation from New York
Youre made in Japan
From cheese and chalk
Youre hipy tarts hero
Cos you put on bad show
You put on bad show
Oh dont it show
Still oh out on those pills
Oh do you remember
Think its well playing Maxs Kansas
Youre looking bored
And youre acting flash
With nothing in your gut
You better keep yer mouth shut
You better keep yer mouth shut
In a rut
Still oh out on those pills
Do the sambo
Four years on
You still look the same
I think about time
You changed your brain
Youre just a pile of shit
Youre coming to this
Ya poor little faggot
Youre sealed with a kiss
Kiss me
Think its well playing in Japan
When everybody knows Japan is a dishpan
Youre just a pile of shit
Youre coming to this
Ya poor little faggot
Youre sealed with a kiss
Still oh out on those pills
Cheap thrills, anadins, aspros, anything
Youre condemned to eternal bullshit
Youre sealed with a kiss
Kiss me
A kiss a kiss youre sealed with a kiss
A looking for a kiss youre coming to this
I wanna kiss anything
Oh kiss this eh boy
The horns of Jericho.
The horns of Jericho.
The horns of Jericho.
Eaaaaw!
Eaaaaw!
Eaaaaw!
Feel the base come down on me.
(The sample "bounces". Sounds like "Baby")
Feel the base come down on me.
(The sample "bounces")
(You want a favor, find a favor)?
Keep on dancing
(yeah)
Keep on dancing
(baby)
The horns of Jericho
The horns of Jericho
(section 3)
Play it and scratch it
Play it and scratch it
King kut, u know u wanna slice
Scratch is so nice u gotta hear it twice
King kut, and it's good to go
Scratchin' to the beat in stereo
Dj cheese (and a little bit sore? )
Scratch up the beat and go off, go off
I'm not original, I'm predictable
And when I mc I'm powerful
In my own way I rock the mic
I got a style of my own,
Never have to fight
Cos I can rock any record
If u just let us
Me go off, I can do it better with
Jazz, solo, rock-and-roller
Scratchin' to the set or on a big solo
Cos I announce the time,
When it comes to rhyming (sing)
Lyrics like this, I'm a scientist
And if u want proof that we got juice,
Just check out the rhymes that we produce
We're gonna take our talent to the extreme
Destroy this place like a mad machine
Cos we're live, wise, organised
Three in a place you'll recognise
[James Brown sample from "Down And Out In New York City"]
I was born in New York City - on a Monday!
It seems I was out shinin' shoes 'bout Tuesday 'noon!
All the bad cats - in the bad hats!
Doing me a real big favor!
The bad cats - in the bad hats!
Playing it on real goooooooood!
When you're down and oouuuuuut in Newww York Cityyyyyyyy!
Here we go, you know what it is, click-clack
Bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
I'ma bang
Ayo, my hood broke my heart into pieces
Dunn the streets took my dreams and shattered them
And turn me into a preacher
Minds to money got me not givin' a fuck
All I care about is muzik and who I gotta cut
With the Mac, uzi, .47, pick a weapon
Six million ways to die, my .25 endin'
When I pop him in the gut, I drop him where they stunt
I try keepin' it peace but that shit's for chumps
Projects fucked me up, made me strong as ox
Made the nigga cold blooded, ain't no friends on the block
This the comrades and coldies, the crooked ass police
Playin' cracks in the pocket send you up in creek
Look don't ask me why Queensbridge can't stick together
If you don't know the answer then you don't know the ghetto
Everybody don't get along and that's what it is
We either shootin' when we shoot them niggaz or we gon' get hit
Bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
I'ma bang
Ayo, my own niggaz turned on me, B.I.G wasn't lyin'
When he said, the ones who smoke blunts with you be conversant
They was plottin' on my demise, they wanted my seed
At the head of the table but I'm permanently chief
I don't care how many bodies you got on your gun
You either submit or go and start your own gang son
Everybody wants to be boss, it ain't enough soldiers
Everybody wants to call shots, it ain't enough shooter
And it really hurts my soul that we can't click
But whatever it'll never be the same again
And when I see you niggaz, you already know what it is
And if you don't, you gon' find out the hard way kid
Tried to make it work, but now I'm on some other shit
I'm greedy with that limelight now you ain't gettin' none of it
Bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
(Young P)
Ayo daddy show these mothafucka's how we do it
P, P, P, P
P, P, P, P
Who holding down NYC huh?
P, P, P, P
Yeah, listen
[Prodigy]
It don't matter who popping for the moment
P is forever, it don't matter what's the new hot shit
My shit better, courtesy of myself, thanks to me
I've work hard to come with these
Sixteen's is much more than a rap, this is pure facts
You see what's really good when you catch him by himself
Dolly, I leave a fool holy like Jesus Christ
It's a miracle he still living
And you could say a whole life time of prayer
But you never in this lifetime player be the mayor of the murder murder
Killer killer, bloody rap songs out the slums in the squala
Made a few dollars, now they say I'm too rich
I give some to you, now a nigga cool
Ha, I ain't got two cents for you bums
Now watch as I burn rubber in the six-huns
CL made my gun ring a bell
Where the shots came from they never can tell
They just here to fire and everybody bails
One nigga on the ground dying in hell
Fo'real!
(Chorus) Prodigy and kids
A B C D E F G
H I J K L M O
P P P P P P P
And numero uno P
There's no other
Kids tell 'em who I be
A B C D E F G
H I J K L M O
P P P P P P P
The one and only
H.N.I.C. who holding NYC huh?
[Prodigy]
Listen, R.I.P season begins
Dead bodies popping up, niggas getting hit
Others getting beat the fuck out and bashed out
MOP style, they get mashed out
I razor blade you up and cut you bad
You gon' need plastic where your face's at
Boy I'll bullet riddle you up and chop you into parts
Then scatter you all over the East Coast, kiko
You're playing with your life
You play with me you're like a baby running with a knife
You're upset your wife got my CD in the changer
And you rap too and she don't bump your bangers
Your shit wack and then on top
Your life style don't match the shit you pop
This is gon' be simple 'cause you're easy
Like 1 2 3, I do it niggas greasy as...
Then it goes a little something like this
[Hook]
Award show life, get dressed
Red carpet, cameras, get fresh
Its best you always look your best
Cause us weekly and team z dont slip nah
Award show life, yeah we
Cameras, seats and arm candy
All access, badges, backstage passes
Big dark sunglasses, to match it
My life is like a video, erydays a movie
The press tryna kill me, please dont shoot me
Coming out the spot with my mistress love
Holding hands and kisses and hugs
Front row, next to Bieber, Kanye and Carmen
In the spotlight life, Biggy told me you on touring
We was doing shows tryna reach our goals
He said P, dont forget how you got where you going
I was just a little nigga back then, I didnt care
If I didnt have a tux, afford a black tie fair
Cause it wasnt my type of party, type of crowd
Id rather be with a
shootouts go down
A young ball mentality, ball down,
When you grow up in the hood,
You live the hood lifestyle
Now I own
network with big millionaires
And you prolly seen my picture in Vanity Faire
[Hook]
Award show life, get dressed
Red carpet, cameras, get fresh
Its best you always look your best
Cause us weekly and team z dont slip nah
Award show life, yeah we
Cameras, seats and arm candy
All access, badges, backstage passes
Big dark sunglasses, to match it
Im a publicity whore, fiend to be seen
I die for more air time on the screen
Nah, 15 minutes aint enough for me
I need the endless run, dont try to kill my dream
I got a rock star house wife, she like nice things
Tavern on the green, breakfast at Tifannys
Strictly Rolex and Cartier on her wrist
She high maintenance, its my fault she like this
Spoil my bitch, award show lifestyle
We on our way to another show right now
My son growing up he thinks he Chris Brown
My lil daughter need that college money no doubt
I must bust my ass continue to shine
I cannot stop no, on the road Ima die
Just like
give me my props
So Ima take mine and climb over you, city top
[Hook]
Award show life, get dressed
Red carpet, cameras, get fresh
Its best you always look your best
Cause us weekly and team z dont slip nah
Award show life, yeah we
Cameras, seats and arm candy
All access, badges, backstage passes
I am not what you thought, I am all seen
I am the top of New York
This is Empire state boy sit
I ain't ballest in the worst flow
Bring it on, I am thrown
I am more than your worst nightmare
I am the Devil
On my level you get never be
G's I am God, I am purplexin
My bargglin hard, I am D .
And who are you?
Nobody what are we? Anything, any rap in here
And the hip hop game wish to be
All r.a.p. grand wizard on the sixteens
That bust like ...
In Lord magazines i shine
Illuminate, get my aura is awsome
Illuminati is us, we are the origin
Of all inlighting
This pirates stole our shit
So, now you know.
Skulls and bones.
Skull-bo, scalp you
Scare the pussy a lot
When they find is you
Skull and bones (x4)
Great white colors
All the whites cuts you
Do you like 'em
When they'll find your
Skull and bones (x4).
I am not what you assume I am a f-cking terror
Will you ever make a move,
I am angel to smoke
Please light up my fuse,
These niggaz pussy, word to mommy I would do
Niggaz filthy, I am really to things that i rap
You just a custy trust me
You won't want that,
I am Ron ... to many known new
F-ck em fan bloody, all they're going through is hell
I'll be your knowing, you nigga structures ain't fit
Using gang glass joy, I wish I didn't kill
All r.ap. grand wizard on the sixteen
They spit like 47 and 50 cows I bang
I shine, illuminate
Get my aura, is awsome
Illuminati is us, we are the origin
Of all inlighting
This pirates stole our shit
So, now you know.
Skulls and bones.
Skull-bo, scalp you
Scare the pussy a lot
When they find is you
Skull and bones (x4)
Great white colors
All the whites cuts you
Do you like 'em
When they'll find your
I was just tellin', "Have these youngin's is over wildin'?"
Two shootin's in two days and none of it over dollars
Have my mind zoned, somewhere in a different time zone
Y'all can stand under building, I'm tryin' to buy homes
But I ponder it gradually grab me back
You can put me anywhere in the world and I'll adapt
(Look)
I'm tired of flyin' to label reps
Ike my niggas all ready to eat the table's set
I'm tired of corner standing, piffin' the same exit
Keep it real, I want hills my ninja, change settings
I want a backyard where pookie can play
I don't care if it cost my life nigga shoot me today
Remember going to the store, momma told me to keep the change
I wanna jump in something new, tell my momma to keep the range
My man got shot I had to peddle him home
He couldn't take the pain and caught a heroin Jones
This is it I want out
This usually part of the movie where the pistol comes out
Like I said I need change
I need a whole lot of this money and little bit of fame
It's like a ghetto tell tales
I'm tired of camouflagin' the corner let me get the next sale
I'm really tryin' to prosper of a good good rap
Before I leave out the hood, I take a good look back
They say, what don't kill you will kid, it'll only make you stronger
And the wrong mistake is a half dead ass doing the coroner
Heavenly father I'm lookin' into the heavens
My girl think I'm going crazy, this nigga going 7th
These days you know the hammer under the pillow
Got a mansion left from the ghetto I'm trapped in the middle
So niggas laid flat like soda without the fizzle
When it rained it poured be lucky it only drizzled
Took my homie under my 'brella I took him in
He bit me turned around and told me that's how a snake wins
The world we livin' in can't trust a homie far as I can shoot a nigga
Leave me the shit get lonely, homie
Don't speak my name if you don't know me
Most important you black the bitches dat shits is corny
Out ya rabid ass mind tryin' to run up on me
Don't make have to shoot you with the 40
Yo, Thunn, I be right back, yeah, hold it down G's
While I'm gone get me songs all over the streets
That's what you call awareness, these niggas put they lil' albums out
But nobody cares, it's P time to shine
Get dat shit the fuck outta here I satisfy the custi's
My history at retail is outstanding
My CD got wings 'cause it flies off the shelves
While I'm stuck in the bing for the next 80 days
Fuck it I got years it can't get no worse than it already is
I spoke to my nigga, yayo, the other day
He told me everybody bumpin' H.N.I.C., part 2
And on the youtube, I'm killin' 'em out there, crazy views
I make a rapper run for his life and drop a gem
This nigga threw his watch so we would stop chasin' him
He lucky I was on trial, I woulda stabbed him
He was saw from every angle all them cameras
Fuck it, I still won, still undefeated
This nigga tryin' to act like he did something, beat it
You're not a gangsta, it's been proven
Nah, you just a snitch like Frank Lucas
Yous a false prophet out in the world
Click clack
Rock-a-bye, baby
Click clack
Oh you'se dead motherfucker
Just look into my eyes, you see there's no bullshit
And I'ma professional, drama bring a .9 slinger
Just look at my face, do I look like I'm playing with you?
Listen to my verse, do it sound like I'm a scared fool? No
I don't give a fuck when I rap
You see me in the street it's the same way I act
It's not movie dawg, it's a reality show
So that'll be real good when that Cali-coat blow
Welcome to the life of V.I.P
On DVD 'cause shit too violent for MTV
There's niggas being killed, bitches being fucked
There's drugs being sold, our money getting up
If you look into my mind, all you see is hate dunno
The blood's everywhere, but most of 'em is fake one's
I load up the .9, trying to get payload
I take everything from you shoes to your Kangol
You gotta give it up or get your arm chopped off
Niggas know my name, Big Twinz pop off
The fiends know wassup, I'm the one to cop off
I'm not soft, Infamous fire like hot-sauce
Get a load of real shit, the hemi go bang
The swami go rang, in the shoot & range
So I could perfect my aim
Stick you like a dope needle how a nigga aim
Sharp-shooter, top shotta, top fire rapper
Voted most likely to knock back up
I pick the ratch up and cap you up
(Et)
Night or day it don't matter
The skateboarder, surf boarder, snowboarder
Understand P you see 'cause he's sorta
The best stuff on earth and if you come up
With your bitch to put the cuff on first
'Cause I'ma animal pimp, I get up on a female
And tell her things she likes, she give me that tail
And I call heads, but I was all wrong dawg, a sex is the best
Click clack
Rock-a-bye, baby
Click clack
And the man walked in the valley
Of the shadow of death
Come with me to the dance floor
You and me, 'cause that´s what it´s for
Show me now what is it
We got to be doing
And the music in the house
And the music in the house
And the music in the house is so...
Do it!
Do it!
Do it!
Do it!
Come with me to the dance floor
You and me, 'cause that´s what it´s for
Show me now what is it
We got to be doing
And the music in the house is so
Come with me to the dance floor
You and me, 'cause that´s what it´s for
Show me now what is it
We got to be doing
And the music in the house
And the music in the house
And the music in the house...
Do it!
Do it!
Do it!
Do it!
Come with me to the dance floor
You and me, 'cause that´s what it´s for
Show me now what is it
We got to be doing
And the music in the house
Is so...
Come with me to the dance floor
You and me, 'cause that´s what it´s for
Show me now what is it
We got to be doing
We got to be doing
And the music in the house
Do it!
Music, music, music, music
"There's no siren, man"
"Ay?"
What evil lurks in the hearts of men
Hold the beat. Stop the beat. Drop the beat!
Love it, hate it
Love it, want it
Love it, hate it
Love it, hate it
Love it, want it
Love it, hate it
Mama says I need to take a rest
My boyfriend always wants me home
My doctor says I need to go to bed
I'll sleep when I'm dead
I'll sleep when I'm dead
I'll sleep when I'm de-e-e-ad
I'll sleep when I'm de-e-e-ad
I'll sleep when I'm dead
I'll sleep when I'm dead
I'll sleep when I'm de-e-e-ad
I'll sleep when I'm de-e-e-ad
I dance, dance, dance awake
I want with who I like
Love it, hate it
Love it, want it
Love it, hate it
And you can't, can't, can't control
What I do tonight
Love it, hate it
Love it, want it
Love it, hate it
I said you can't, can't, can't control
What I do tonight
Love it, hate it
Love it, want it
Love it, hate it
Mama says I need to take a rest
My boyfriend always wants me home
My doctor says I need to go to bed
1, 2, 3 Go!
I'll sleep when I'm dead
I'll sleep when I'm dead
I'll sleep when I'm de-e-e-ad
I'll sleep when I'm de-e-e-ad
I'll sleep when I'm dead
I'll sleep when I'm dead
I'll sleep when I'm de-e-e-ad
I'll sleep when I'm de-e-e-ad
Love it, hate it
Love it, want it
Love it, hate it
Watch me work
I'll sleep when I'm dead
I'll sleep when I'm dead
I'll sleep when I'm de-e-e-ad
I'll sleep when I'm de-e-e-ad
I'll sleep when I'm dead
I'll sleep when I'm dead
I'll sleep when I'm de-e-e-ad
Baby you the type love only come around once
Babe girl you my world, you my soul,
Blood ... in my flesh, you ain't never gotta stress
Relax, I ain't never gonna leave you or mislead you
Cross my heart hope to die, with needles in my eyes
God created us for each other
We tougher than all the others,
We the best, you and I, competition
Nah, we got them by a land slide
Up in the G5, drunk off of love,
Swerving, got the plane ribbons in the sky
I never thought I, would come home from jail
And fall in love with baby girl
Look, fuck what you heard, look think of all ...
While we laughing so hard, we might piss our past
Look, the echelon that we on is beyond anything they dream
You the queen of hearts and I'm the king
Oh, you're gonna say some shit
Like he's not the one for me
When everynight he's here for me
I won't let him down, I won't never, never leave his sight
He's my angel, my whole
He's my gangsta loving, he's my gangsta loving
He's my gangsta lover, a gangsta lover, lover, lover
When I first met you, I ain't digging you'll want me
My lifestyle too hood, my music too ...
That New York bullshit yeah, I'll be on it
Ice cold blood, some say I'm black hearted
But you sorta guarded me, show me what a real love is
In a true romance
I would never leave you, you give me so much strength
I need you to live, and would much rather die
Than to be without you
I'm so attached to you, can't breathe without you
When people try to break us up, you're not caring
You turn they volume down cause you ain't tryina to hear it
They can't tell a thing about you baby...
Look, the echelon that we on is beyond anything they wildest dreams
You the queen of hearts and I'm the king
Baby, you're the one I wanna love, the one I wanna trust
The one I wanna kiss, the one I wanna touch
And now, I only ... through the haters baby
Cause they put a G just to lie, I bet you keep g'd on me
Make me feel like I'm the only one, that you ever love
But you are, ever love,
He's my gangsta loving, he's my gangsta loving
He's my gangsta lover, a gangsta lover, lover, lover
Oh, you're gonna say some shit
Like he's not the one for me
When every night he's here for me
I won't let him down, I won't never, never leave his sight
He's my angel, my whole
He's my gangsta loving, he's my gangsta loving