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The Come Up

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  • 作曲 : Cruz, Martin
    You know the come up, stack, get right, put the gun up
    Laugh, get nice, split the blunt up
    Pray blue and whites don't run up, remain humble
    You see the change when the Range come through
    When all the fame ups your game
    ‘Cause your name's mumbled
    The chicks notice jewels, it's like hypnosis
    It's ferocious when broke n!ggas get focused
    The cars come out, bottles at the bar run out
    You know you're large when you in charge
    Could dodge a drought
    But here's the twist up, when beef and the money mix up
    Skirts lift up, a few fights, few stick-ups
    Then one little thing just leads to the next
    And here come them hot boys to breathe down your neck
    Now you gotta pack up, flee from the rest
    And just a week ago, you was free from the stress
    I guess it is what it is
    Creepin on a come up
    Streets is yours for the taking now
    Creepin on a come up
    I'm from the place where hardcore is beautiful
    Creepin on a come up
    Streets is yours for the taking now
    I'm rather unique
    I'm from the place…Brooklyn
    You know the saga, who liver, who hotter
    Who shot at who at the Ramada
    I knew about beats since Bambaataa
    Before "Beat Street" streets was heavily deep with the riders
    Guns and money, some was hungry
    Dysfunctional families that come from junkies
    Jailbirds with wanted warrants jumpin' countries
    Just jungle surviving like a bunch of monkies
    Marked dollars, D.A. NARC's with collars
    n!ggas snitchin', but still got the heart to holla
    Hot chicks in short skirts and damn near topless
    Play fly and they gossip, stay high and just ride ****
    Can't call it, too fresh to spoil it
    Two TEC's to war with, grew up next to all this
    So understand, I know from firsthand
    The lies of a church man, high off his first gram
    Creepin on a come up
    Streets is yours for the taking now
    Creepin on a come up
    I'm from the place where hardcore is beautiful
    Creepin on a come up
    Streets is yours for the taking now
    I'm rather unique
    I'm from the place…Brooklyn
    The jails is packed, the streets is wack
    It's even worse when your workers tappin' your reefer sack
    Wifey's getting feisty, she's beefin' back
    Though it's unlikely, it might be her Visa's maxed
    The coke is up, so now Kush and Dro's what's up
    And the Ricans got the game in the cobra clutch
    The D's in the caprice too close to duck
    But what the fk, they can suck on some coco****
    The stress is real, it drains all the sex appeal
    Nothing left but jail, death or a record deal
    ****s is weak, hoes wanna slide and creep
    Even fiends got a thing for that hide and seek
    Stick-up kids, kidnap, switch up cribs
    It's still crazy how them **********s hit up Big
    'Pac is gone, the state of hip-hop is wrong
    You want more then log on to A-Z dot com
    Creepin on a come up
    Streets is yours for the taking now
    Creepin on a come up
    I'm from the place where hardcore is beautiful
    Creepin on a come up
    Streets is yours for the taking now
    I'm rather unique
    I'm from the place…Brooklyn

  • [00:00.00] 作曲 : Cruz, Martin
    [00:20.92]You know the come up, stack, get right, put the gun up
    [00:24.14]Laugh, get nice, split the blunt up
    [00:25.91]Pray blue and whites don't run up, remain humble
    [00:28.62]You see the change when the Range come through
    [00:30.87]When all the fame ups your game
    [00:32.28]‘Cause your name's mumbled
    [00:33.61]The chicks notice jewels, it's like hypnosis
    [00:35.33]It's ferocious when broke n!ggas get focused
    [00:38.20]The cars come out, bottles at the bar run out
    [00:41.08]You know you're large when you in charge
    [00:42.79]Could dodge a drought
    [00:43.73]But here's the twist up, when beef and the money mix up
    [00:46.20]Skirts lift up, a few fights, few stick-ups
    [00:48.74]Then one little thing just leads to the next
    [00:51.50]And here come them hot boys to breathe down your neck
    [00:54.20]Now you gotta pack up, flee from the rest
    [00:56.54]And just a week ago, you was free from the stress
    [00:59.23]I guess it is what it is
    [01:03.67]Creepin on a come up
    [01:05.48]Streets is yours for the taking now
    [01:08.42]Creepin on a come up
    [01:10.55]I'm from the place where hardcore is beautiful
    [01:13.60]Creepin on a come up
    [01:15.61]Streets is yours for the taking now
    [01:18.60]I'm rather unique
    [01:20.81]I'm from the place…Brooklyn
    [01:23.26]You know the saga, who liver, who hotter
    [01:25.38]Who shot at who at the Ramada
    [01:27.60]I knew about beats since Bambaataa
    [01:29.70]Before "Beat Street" streets was heavily deep with the riders
    [01:32.76]Guns and money, some was hungry
    [01:35.18]Dysfunctional families that come from junkies
    [01:37.86]Jailbirds with wanted warrants jumpin' countries
    [01:40.37]Just jungle surviving like a bunch of monkies
    [01:43.01]Marked dollars, D.A. NARC's with collars
    [01:45.60]n!ggas snitchin', but still got the heart to holla
    [01:48.02]Hot chicks in short skirts and damn near topless
    [01:50.75]Play fly and they gossip, stay high and just ride ****
    [01:53.45]Can't call it, too fresh to spoil it
    [01:55.88]Two TEC's to war with, grew up next to all this
    [01:58.38]So understand, I know from firsthand
    [02:01.12]The lies of a church man, high off his first gram
    [02:03.65]Creepin on a come up
    [02:07.11]Streets is yours for the taking now
    [02:10.60]Creepin on a come up
    [02:12.40]I'm from the place where hardcore is beautiful
    [02:15.28]Creepin on a come up
    [02:17.30]Streets is yours for the taking now
    [02:20.38]I'm rather unique
    [02:22.54]I'm from the place…Brooklyn
    [02:24.91]The jails is packed, the streets is wack
    [02:26.60]It's even worse when your workers tappin' your reefer sack
    [02:29.30]Wifey's getting feisty, she's beefin' back
    [02:31.49]Though it's unlikely, it might be her Visa's maxed
    [02:34.24]The coke is up, so now Kush and Dro's what's up
    [02:36.71]And the Ricans got the game in the cobra clutch
    [02:39.21]The D's in the caprice too close to duck
    [02:41.66]But what the fk, they can suck on some coco****
    [02:44.35]The stress is real, it drains all the sex appeal
    [02:47.00]Nothing left but jail, death or a record deal
    [02:49.55]****s is weak, hoes wanna slide and creep
    [02:52.15]Even fiends got a thing for that hide and seek
    [02:54.50]Stick-up kids, kidnap, switch up cribs
    [02:57.36]It's still crazy how them **********s hit up Big
    [02:59.96]'Pac is gone, the state of hip-hop is wrong
    [03:02.47]You want more then log on to A-Z dot com
    [03:06.76]Creepin on a come up
    [03:08.73]Streets is yours for the taking now
    [03:11.88]Creepin on a come up
    [03:13.35]I'm from the place where hardcore is beautiful
    [03:16.37]Creepin on a come up
    [03:19.11]Streets is yours for the taking now
    [03:22.07]I'm rather unique
    [03:24.25]I'm from the place…Brooklyn
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