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  • 作词 : Tyrone Taylor/Sticky Fingaz/Fred Scruggs
    作曲 : Tyrone Taylor/Sticky Fingaz/Fred Scruggs
    We roll a hundred ******s deep and not one of y'all got a gun
    I bust one shot, you see a hundred ******s run
    So sit on black gortex, before test, we all wore vests
    I'm takin all bets, to see who will score next
    I burn you like floor ***, you just a small threat
    Wit a small set, so forfeit, i rhyme for more checks
    Cuz whatever that it takes to make these papes, i'mma walk this
    I'm worthless, i'm back to sellin cracks behind the trenches
    I'ma hurt this when i work this, i'll beat you ****** senseless
    Deep and other ******es got me swingin at the fences
    I bring it down like gravity, wit the getto mentalitee
    To rule the oddity, the official nasty on the strategy
    [greg valentine]
    The city never sleeps, so don't sleep on us
    I put ******s to rust, when my gun bust and plus
    You get rushed, and when the press is on, you just been checked
    You had plans on conquerin this, you need to switch up
    Get up, ****** you should of got up
    Obey my orders, cuz *******t like that'll leave you shot up
    For real, it's a deadman's party, leave ya body at the door
    A loss for lechery, my introduction to the century
    And entity, is what i plan to be in the industry
    Enemies in my vicinity, get assassinated like the kennedy
    My gats the foolproof remedy
    [sonsee]
    It's sonsee, black and blue, the bad news off the pocket
    Look like tacky, attack me, you get splashed
    Official nasty backwards, sue, what the ****** is rule, you dumb ass
    Trynna put *******t on our name, you gonna get numb fast
    Rap in the street, to do without ya
    While i haul off and snatch four *******t out ya
    Look and see my image again when you start hemorrhaging
    And damn, it's cloggin up, the blood he didn't smell
    The masses, disastrous, plenty closed caskets
    And asses, when i turn, we burn crews to ashes
    ******s take the simple, so get gassed up and smashed up
    That's my word, and come wit that bull*******t and that's ya ass
    [chorus 8x]
    Getto mentalitee
    [j mega]
    I trash ******z who can't speak what i'm sayin
    All city, mega bomb, i ain't playin
    Just slayin emcees, and makin ******s freeze
    And all of these lyrics for to squeeze
    ******s please don't test me, just let me be
    Wit my city, the nasty, official and keepin ******s whippy
    To hit me, wit the valentine, forties and bag the bad shorties
    I got drafted, because the ****** armee called me
    And it's all out war, ******s fall out
    For reasons that's now unknown, check this *******t
    I got the illest, the realest, hard for kids to kill us
    Until it's, my turn to fall, i'ma bill this
    Brick wall, to keep the crabs out of my sector
    Inject the, and now correct the j mega
    [panama p.i.]
    The hell wit rules, i won't leave a scratch to patch
    This is war, way worth of a grudge match
    Big p.i., low uphold a, a universal soldier
    Chump should of listened when i told ya
    I'm ill, like fire moms you will, obtain
    Flip bombs and peal, lyrics burn like acid rain
    Holdin the gutter, buck wild, for offerin butter
    I'mma thug, i used to love the drug rubber
    Rugged and raw, pretty cuz i'm hardcore
    All mighty then thor, always ain't it for a ****** jaw
    So hard rocks and fillin flocks, clear the block
    My mic's a glock, i keep plenty styles in stock
    The way emcees react when i attack
    Get me away from him, he's a maniac
    [sticky fingaz]
    It's pure you see, i bring fame
    They call me ****** so much, startin to think it's my name
    Light skinned and a shame, cuz way back in the day
    They rapped my grandmother's mother's, when they was in spain
    To help my grandfather, he be mi******ehaved
    But my ancestors was brave, and most of them real
    Stronghold brass, forty slain workin in the field
    But a hundred years later, i learned about my roots
    And how they traded in there white sheets, for badges and blue suits
    So i'm takin recruits, and shut the ******, it's on right
    And start a fight, a fight, a ****** and a white
    And if a ****** don't win, then we all jump in
    [chorus to fade]
  • 作词 : Tyrone Taylor/Sticky Fingaz/Fred Scruggs
    作曲 : Tyrone Taylor/Sticky Fingaz/Fred Scruggs
    We roll a hundred ******s deep and not one of y'all got a gun
    I bust one shot, you see a hundred ******s run
    So sit on black gortex, before test, we all wore vests
    I'm takin all bets, to see who will score next
    I burn you like floor ***, you just a small threat
    Wit a small set, so forfeit, i rhyme for more checks
    Cuz whatever that it takes to make these papes, i'mma walk this
    I'm worthless, i'm back to sellin cracks behind the trenches
    I'ma hurt this when i work this, i'll beat you ****** senseless
    Deep and other ******es got me swingin at the fences
    I bring it down like gravity, wit the getto mentalitee
    To rule the oddity, the official nasty on the strategy
    [greg valentine]
    The city never sleeps, so don't sleep on us
    I put ******s to rust, when my gun bust and plus
    You get rushed, and when the press is on, you just been checked
    You had plans on conquerin this, you need to switch up
    Get up, ****** you should of got up
    Obey my orders, cuz *******t like that'll leave you shot up
    For real, it's a deadman's party, leave ya body at the door
    A loss for lechery, my introduction to the century
    And entity, is what i plan to be in the industry
    Enemies in my vicinity, get assassinated like the kennedy
    My gats the foolproof remedy
    [sonsee]
    It's sonsee, black and blue, the bad news off the pocket
    Look like tacky, attack me, you get splashed
    Official nasty backwards, sue, what the ****** is rule, you dumb ass
    Trynna put *******t on our name, you gonna get numb fast
    Rap in the street, to do without ya
    While i haul off and snatch four *******t out ya
    Look and see my image again when you start hemorrhaging
    And damn, it's cloggin up, the blood he didn't smell
    The masses, disastrous, plenty closed caskets
    And asses, when i turn, we burn crews to ashes
    ******s take the simple, so get gassed up and smashed up
    That's my word, and come wit that bull*******t and that's ya ass
    [chorus 8x]
    Getto mentalitee
    [j mega]
    I trash ******z who can't speak what i'm sayin
    All city, mega bomb, i ain't playin
    Just slayin emcees, and makin ******s freeze
    And all of these lyrics for to squeeze
    ******s please don't test me, just let me be
    Wit my city, the nasty, official and keepin ******s whippy
    To hit me, wit the valentine, forties and bag the bad shorties
    I got drafted, because the ****** armee called me
    And it's all out war, ******s fall out
    For reasons that's now unknown, check this *******t
    I got the illest, the realest, hard for kids to kill us
    Until it's, my turn to fall, i'ma bill this
    Brick wall, to keep the crabs out of my sector
    Inject the, and now correct the j mega
    [panama p.i.]
    The hell wit rules, i won't leave a scratch to patch
    This is war, way worth of a grudge match
    Big p.i., low uphold a, a universal soldier
    Chump should of listened when i told ya
    I'm ill, like fire moms you will, obtain
    Flip bombs and peal, lyrics burn like acid rain
    Holdin the gutter, buck wild, for offerin butter
    I'mma thug, i used to love the drug rubber
    Rugged and raw, pretty cuz i'm hardcore
    All mighty then thor, always ain't it for a ****** jaw
    So hard rocks and fillin flocks, clear the block
    My mic's a glock, i keep plenty styles in stock
    The way emcees react when i attack
    Get me away from him, he's a maniac
    [sticky fingaz]
    It's pure you see, i bring fame
    They call me ****** so much, startin to think it's my name
    Light skinned and a shame, cuz way back in the day
    They rapped my grandmother's mother's, when they was in spain
    To help my grandfather, he be mi******ehaved
    But my ancestors was brave, and most of them real
    Stronghold brass, forty slain workin in the field
    But a hundred years later, i learned about my roots
    And how they traded in there white sheets, for badges and blue suits
    So i'm takin recruits, and shut the ******, it's on right
    And start a fight, a fight, a ****** and a white
    And if a ****** don't win, then we all jump in
    [chorus to fade]