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  • 作词 : Baker, Fuller, Gibbs, Hawkes ...
    Ay fellas
    I think you might wanna s-s-sneak your ratchet in here for this one
    Ay ladies
    Put your petroleum jelly on your face
    Yo Nas, we got a big bet in the streets
    that you knock they ass out in the first 30 seconds of the first round
    GET 'EM!
    [Verse One: Nas]
    Sittin up drunk, shufflin thoughts
    Got paper but I'm lost
    Losin focus what a ***** still hustlin for
    My seed is straight, the fam is settled
    Idle time get the man in trouble
    When wifey tourin, my life get boring
    Start to remember all types of torment
    The devil's callin, but I don't answer
    Mom passed from cancer, leavin behind
    two granddaughters, two grandsons, two 9's
    next to me in the Phantom, who lyin?
    Big screen documentaries of Idi Amin
    Gotta, try to stay away from creeps
    With they bull****, tryin to put me back in the streets
    War stories, funerals
    where feds be layin from a dreadful slayin
    Body viewing's at the wake
    ***** sit stiff in his Ferrari, no casket
    with his eyelids still open, it's kinda spooky
    Iceman watch on, the suit Gucci
    I'm above the standard
    But dude just Mar-salis than Branford
    Thinkin you're too rich, they wanna gun ya
    Kidnap ya cause of they hunger, but you ****in with hunters
    Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips
    Cause real *****z die over dumb ****
    Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips
    Cause real *****z die over dumb ****
    [Chorus 2X: Busta Rhymes]
    Fight, fists, dance, suckah
    Suicide, bounce, brother
    Ice, whips, cash, *****
    Watch yo', big, ass, momma
    [Verse Two: Nas]

    To your, power structure, Nas is dangerous
    Y'all the antithesis, the opposite
    Twitchin ****, all up in your body language
    Mean muggin your *****, cause she leans over
    to look closer told you y'all sloppy gangsters sayin
    "Nas is this and Nas is that"
    Your eyes go front, your eyes go back
    Surprised I'm at the same place y'all be at
    It's obvious you don't know how I react
    Like, I don't know where the party's at
    You're foamin at the mouth, losin breath
    Like a cardiac arrest, but I ain't impressed
    Cause the fact is, y'all don't really want it
    Two to the head, fo' to the stomach
    Call more security cause I come off
    anywhere you at you scary cats
    If you dare squeeze back, guns shall rain
    a thousand times harder than when I first came
    Y'all not relentless, y'all dumb
    And y'all just forgot about the consequences
    Not a jail sentence, but see
    the ***** you feed'll kick it to dude that kick it to me
    We posess, the recipes for death, cause jealousy destroys
    Feed the dog first, watch out for salmonella poisoning
    I know a kid who'll throw **** in your food
    And say, "That's the way you kill a man, avoid the shooting"
    Hey...
    [Chorus]
    [Outro]

    You smile, in my face
    Secretly I know, you want my place
    You waitin on me to choke, don't want a ***** to breathe
    You wanna come cut my throat, you wanna get rid of me
    But before I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin
    And y'all gon' rest in peace, cause death is the recipe
    Before I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin
    And y'all gon' rest in peace, cause death is the recipe
    [Busta] Suicide, bounce, brother
    [Busta] Suicide, bounce, brother
    [Busta] Suicide, bounce, brother

    [Busta] Suicide, bounce, brother

  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Baker, Fuller, Gibbs, Hawkes ...
    [00:02.77]Ay fellas
    [00:04.09]I think you might wanna s-s-sneak your ratchet in here for this one
    [00:08.83]Ay ladies
    [00:10.34]Put your petroleum jelly on your face
    [00:13.08]Yo Nas, we got a big bet in the streets
    [00:15.65]that you knock they ass out in the first 30 seconds of the first round
    [00:18.40]GET 'EM!
    [00:19.09][Verse One: Nas]
    [00:19.90]Sittin up drunk, shufflin thoughts
    [00:20.96]Got paper but I'm lost
    [00:22.34]Losin focus what a ***** still hustlin for
    [00:25.02]My seed is straight, the fam is settled
    [00:27.08]Idle time get the man in trouble
    [00:28.52]When wifey tourin, my life get boring
    [00:30.90]Start to remember all types of torment
    [00:32.33]The devil's callin, but I don't answer
    [00:34.77]Mom passed from cancer, leavin behind
    [00:36.83]two granddaughters, two grandsons, two 9's
    [00:38.71]next to me in the Phantom, who lyin?
    [00:40.89]Big screen documentaries of Idi Amin
    [00:43.33]Gotta, try to stay away from creeps
    [00:45.08]With they bull****, tryin to put me back in the streets
    [00:47.40]War stories, funerals
    [00:48.58]where feds be layin from a dreadful slayin
    [00:51.46]Body viewing's at the wake
    [00:53.65]***** sit stiff in his Ferrari, no casket
    [00:56.09]with his eyelids still open, it's kinda spooky
    [00:57.96]Iceman watch on, the suit Gucci
    [01:00.46]I'm above the standard
    [01:02.34]But dude just Mar-salis than Branford
    [01:04.52]Thinkin you're too rich, they wanna gun ya
    [01:06.40]Kidnap ya cause of they hunger, but you ****in with hunters
    [01:08.53]Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips
    [01:10.65]Cause real *****z die over dumb ****
    [01:12.40]Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips
    [01:14.71]Cause real *****z die over dumb ****
    [01:17.28][Chorus 2X: Busta Rhymes]
    [01:18.71]Fight, fists, dance, suckah
    [01:20.21]Suicide, bounce, brother
    [01:21.21]Ice, whips, cash, *****
    [01:22.65]Watch yo', big, ass, momma
    [01:24.09][Verse Two: Nas]
    [01:26.09]
    [01:34.09]To your, power structure, Nas is dangerous
    [01:35.96]Y'all the antithesis, the opposite
    [01:37.53]Twitchin ****, all up in your body language
    [01:39.84]Mean muggin your *****, cause she leans over
    [01:42.34]to look closer told you y'all sloppy gangsters sayin
    [01:44.46]"Nas is this and Nas is that"
    [01:46.40]Your eyes go front, your eyes go back
    [01:48.40]Surprised I'm at the same place y'all be at
    [01:50.40]It's obvious you don't know how I react
    [01:52.40]Like, I don't know where the party's at
    [01:54.21]You're foamin at the mouth, losin breath
    [01:55.84]Like a cardiac arrest, but I ain't impressed
    [01:57.90]Cause the fact is, y'all don't really want it
    [02:01.21]Two to the head, fo' to the stomach
    [02:03.21]Call more security cause I come off
    [02:05.03]anywhere you at you scary cats
    [02:07.03]If you dare squeeze back, guns shall rain
    [02:09.09]a thousand times harder than when I first came
    [02:11.59]Y'all not relentless, y'all dumb
    [02:13.40]And y'all just forgot about the consequences
    [02:15.71]Not a jail sentence, but see
    [02:17.65]the ***** you feed'll kick it to dude that kick it to me
    [02:20.53]We posess, the recipes for death, cause jealousy destroys
    [02:23.84]Feed the dog first, watch out for salmonella poisoning
    [02:26.34]I know a kid who'll throw **** in your food
    [02:28.65]And say, "That's the way you kill a man, avoid the shooting"
    [02:31.84]Hey...
    [02:32.40][Chorus]
    [02:32.90][Outro]
    [02:36.47]
    [02:50.78]You smile, in my face
    [02:53.15]Secretly I know, you want my place
    [02:56.84]You waitin on me to choke, don't want a ***** to breathe
    [03:00.65]You wanna come cut my throat, you wanna get rid of me
    [03:05.09]But before I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin
    [03:09.65]And y'all gon' rest in peace, cause death is the recipe
    [03:14.22]Before I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin
    [03:17.72]And y'all gon' rest in peace, cause death is the recipe
    [03:24.84][Busta] Suicide, bounce, brother
    [03:37.53][Busta] Suicide, bounce, brother
    [03:45.59][Busta] Suicide, bounce, brother
    [03:52.47]
    [03:54.12][Busta] Suicide, bounce, brother
    [03:55.80]