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N.O.W.

Coming Of Age专辑

  • 作词 : Malik Cox/Malcolm Selwyn Byer/Malcolm Byer/Nigel Laguerre/Nigel Leguerre
    作曲 : Malik Cox/Malcolm Selwyn Byer/Malcolm Byer/Nigel Laguerre/Nigel Leguerre
    (feat. Da Ranjahz)
    (Chorus repeat 2x)
    (Dark Half)
    I'm on my feet now, s*it never was it sweet now
    Belly but I'm still starve can I eat now, live complete
    Now, told by the older god never put the heat down
    Verse One: Dark Half
    Far from reper humbo meat now **** with
    The winners ******* listen when I speak
    Got on some rap s*it find it hard to creep
    Now I'm on point and move deep more relete
    Could Clap you but ain't nothing like a baet down
    We swept down these streets now like community
    sevrivce reach your faith face defeat now we
    Hipadument get in your skin ****** want beef now
    Bring It on when we borm ain't no rebound the war on son
    No time for sleep now get your guns no surrender no retreat
    now you violated dog blood got alete ypur whole life is down hill intype
    Deep down its deep now watch and seperate
    The wolf from the sheep now
    May you rest ever last in peace regons compete
    This year isare year knowlegde
    Chorus(Wais instead of Dark Half)
    verse Two: wais
    Aiyyo, half Wais is on this crawl thorough
    Doing ten miles per on a sneak with no doubt
    In for way make the gun peak out just to sent a
    Message let for shots sneak out front I don't
    Hesitate to reach now you think you nice but
    Your dealer, your contract can conpreach now
    Chicken uses to front but they on my meat now
    Catch me in the park after dark with seats down
    I was known for emeny layin your feet down
    Now I'm known for s*it one hundred degrees
    Now my style use to be just sick but its diesease
    Now take a one on one to this catch ya freeze now
    Death to enemys, life to thw family peace to my
    Killers up north who ever ran with me I'm still moving
    With the canners g for the money there no problem
    Pleanin the asanding
    Chorus (by Memphis Bleek instead of Wais)
    Verse Three: Memphis Bleek
    Yo, Never put the heat down creep without a Three pound
    Roll deep now speak with a street sound who f****n with bleek
    Now Seeind me dom't eat how I take from the fradout I'm looking
    Pass trial blast out if they ever rush the crackhouse throw the
    Stash out blow the spot pull a pathout leave no evedince
    Gettin caught that arellvne sittn in the system with some drugs I
    Can't settle it my belly full now so I went thorough hood now,
    Look good now old beef is cook now in other words shook now I
    Put my thing down bleek still aim wild and slang vows I remain brave
    Child thorough a bangout smoke and hangout I duck thevies and play
    Cops game ,hot bubble hard jungle scar them cat mving the c*****e I went
    The thug route my eight the snug route ten in my truckout old
    Drum I bluff out no gun in curse words got you ****** cause
    I heard heard and its first I'm a cat who get my money right
    cause ain't fun in life If you runnin I'm runnin lite in the bslck v
    Find a rapper who can match bleek sent him to the brooks (Brooklyn)
    I'm show em where the gats be mothersf****r
  • 作词 : Malik Cox/Malcolm Selwyn Byer/Malcolm Byer/Nigel Laguerre/Nigel Leguerre
    作曲 : Malik Cox/Malcolm Selwyn Byer/Malcolm Byer/Nigel Laguerre/Nigel Leguerre
    (feat. Da Ranjahz)
    (Chorus repeat 2x)
    (Dark Half)
    I'm on my feet now, s*it never was it sweet now
    Belly but I'm still starve can I eat now, live complete
    Now, told by the older god never put the heat down
    Verse One: Dark Half
    Far from reper humbo meat now **** with
    The winners ******* listen when I speak
    Got on some rap s*it find it hard to creep
    Now I'm on point and move deep more relete
    Could Clap you but ain't nothing like a baet down
    We swept down these streets now like community
    sevrivce reach your faith face defeat now we
    Hipadument get in your skin ****** want beef now
    Bring It on when we borm ain't no rebound the war on son
    No time for sleep now get your guns no surrender no retreat
    now you violated dog blood got alete ypur whole life is down hill intype
    Deep down its deep now watch and seperate
    The wolf from the sheep now
    May you rest ever last in peace regons compete
    This year isare year knowlegde
    Chorus(Wais instead of Dark Half)
    verse Two: wais
    Aiyyo, half Wais is on this crawl thorough
    Doing ten miles per on a sneak with no doubt
    In for way make the gun peak out just to sent a
    Message let for shots sneak out front I don't
    Hesitate to reach now you think you nice but
    Your dealer, your contract can conpreach now
    Chicken uses to front but they on my meat now
    Catch me in the park after dark with seats down
    I was known for emeny layin your feet down
    Now I'm known for s*it one hundred degrees
    Now my style use to be just sick but its diesease
    Now take a one on one to this catch ya freeze now
    Death to enemys, life to thw family peace to my
    Killers up north who ever ran with me I'm still moving
    With the canners g for the money there no problem
    Pleanin the asanding
    Chorus (by Memphis Bleek instead of Wais)
    Verse Three: Memphis Bleek
    Yo, Never put the heat down creep without a Three pound
    Roll deep now speak with a street sound who f****n with bleek
    Now Seeind me dom't eat how I take from the fradout I'm looking
    Pass trial blast out if they ever rush the crackhouse throw the
    Stash out blow the spot pull a pathout leave no evedince
    Gettin caught that arellvne sittn in the system with some drugs I
    Can't settle it my belly full now so I went thorough hood now,
    Look good now old beef is cook now in other words shook now I
    Put my thing down bleek still aim wild and slang vows I remain brave
    Child thorough a bangout smoke and hangout I duck thevies and play
    Cops game ,hot bubble hard jungle scar them cat mving the c*****e I went
    The thug route my eight the snug route ten in my truckout old
    Drum I bluff out no gun in curse words got you ****** cause
    I heard heard and its first I'm a cat who get my money right
    cause ain't fun in life If you runnin I'm runnin lite in the bslck v
    Find a rapper who can match bleek sent him to the brooks (Brooklyn)
    I'm show em where the gats be mothersf****r