It Was Written
Nas lyrics
Nas lyrics
"Live Nigga Rap(feat. Mobb Deep Lyrics"
It's The Same Old Song Lyrics
You're sweet, like a honey bee But like a honey bee sting You've gone and left my heart in pain And all that's left is our favorite song The one we used to dance to all night long It used to bring sweet memories Of a tender love that used to be Chorus: Now it's the same old song But with a different meaning since you been gone The same old song But with a different meaning since you
You're sweet, like a honey bee But like a honey bee sting You've gone and left my heart in pain And all that's left is our favorite song The one we used to dance to all night long It used to bring sweet memories Of a tender love that used to be Chorus: Now it's the same old song But with a different meaning since you been gone The same old song But with a different meaning since you
[gun blast]
[P] I shot the motherfucker back
[H] Right out the ass son
[P] For niggaz don't know how to act
[H] What the deal son
[P] I shot the motherfucker back
[H] No doubt son
[P] For niggaz don't know how to act
[Prodigy]
Yo NYC, U-N-I-verse, se-riously
Havoc and P, Queens niggaz so it seem to be
Monopolize, strategies of war, exercise, mega
Got word back from Noreaga
The D.A. got video cassette taper
The God with the God-U-Now, pullin a caper
Runnin up in the spot, mask and duct taped up
Pig tied they motherfuckin wrists to they ankles
I been through, crime shit my niggaz in-to
Peep the issue situation like this, we stickin him too
JFK on our way to L.A.
Got links with big cats down to Santa Barbre (Barbara)
My crew do it the Mobb way, everyday
Crime pay, who wanted gunplay
87 Southbound Lyrics
Well, I caught you with him on those damp satin sheets, So I packed my things and then I hit the streets 87 southbound to San Antone It's getting late out, I ain't got no home The pavements burning at ninety-two I don't need to hear no more excuses that I don't love you Lord, the sun ke
? Drill meWell, I caught you with him on those damp satin sheets, So I packed my things and then I hit the streets 87 southbound to San Antone It's getting late out, I ain't got no home The pavements burning at ninety-two I don't need to hear no more excuses that I don't love you Lord, the sun ke
Niggaz kill me, thrillin me, you wanna look?
Peep the nine milli, now undress, you know the drill-y
Niggaz suspect, weak links pose threats, I have yet
to met challenger who go against my set
Gem stars razor sharp like Gilette, shavin closely on
any character approach me
I let the streets get the best of me, infamy, my destiny
While cat burg-lars tryin to sneak peep the recipe
Inside my rap cookbook, paragraphs is gourmet
You pay about $5,000 a plate
[Havoc]
No doubt kid, I hit them niggaz like a bid
The prosecutor, runnin up in your crib
Do your dirt, I do my dirt all by my lonely
It's only me, and the gat that's holdin me
We got it locked beyond measure, the click's under pressure
Extort you for your treasure smack you with the undresser
Represent your click, go ahead, get that ass whipped
(Float
See This Through Your Eyes Lyrics
Far off in the future through a crystal ball there is someone waiting someone you have dreamed of further in the future he will take your hand sit down right beside you promising a lifetime see this through your eyes [Chorus:] Life so far hasn't been good but now you see a face that shatters pieces of the past and brings a new found peace Take his ring of fortune u
n in the river with your body wrapped in plastic)Far off in the future through a crystal ball there is someone waiting someone you have dreamed of further in the future he will take your hand sit down right beside you promising a lifetime see this through your eyes [Chorus:] Life so far hasn't been good but now you see a face that shatters pieces of the past and brings a new found peace Take his ring of fortune u
Wannabe thug, get smacked for back talkin
QB represent fuck that, it can happen
While you rappin, I'm busy tryin to sneak the gat in
Could tear men, cut the party while you jammin
We think smarter, reach harder, got the 44
Bodyguard of somethin you don't want a part of
If I was you, then I would do what I have to
But you ain't me, you hesitated so I clapped you
Then stepped off casually, naturally me
[Nas]
Niggaz thinkin shit sweet, I carry big heat
Wavy hair chipped teeth, up in this bitch deep
Queens murder clicks meet, yellow tapes on black gates
Mediterranean, projects is like Kuwait
I escape into zones, that's irregular
Why debate on a phone, I'm solar cellular
Escobar 600, you just a crumb inside a world
where the rich run it, curriculum of a mathologist
The Click Undergreads Theme Lyrics
"Just because I walk like Obi Wan Kanobi You people talk but you dont even know me And that's alright cuz I get down with GC So I look on and listen to the CD Some people laugh, they do it just to spite me Behind my back, they don't know what I see But I don't care what they say I don't need them anyway I'll just go about my day But anyway Chorus You go out on Friday nights I'
Deep throats, they try to swallow this"Just because I walk like Obi Wan Kanobi You people talk but you dont even know me And that's alright cuz I get down with GC So I look on and listen to the CD Some people laugh, they do it just to spite me Behind my back, they don't know what I see But I don't care what they say I don't need them anyway I'll just go about my day But anyway Chorus You go out on Friday nights I'
Anthropologists, dynasties of great knowledgists
I preserve in my dome, niggaz mics is full of silicone
Spot's blown, guerilla ice on this killer's life
I put my word on it
Now you can sleep on or rock a swerve on it
Nas is menage a trois' on Mount Aire lodges
We like a smooth fam', but rougher than how DeBarge is
Catchin charges, of marksmen, livin heartless
Grab a cartridge, cock my shit on some Mobb shit
We mobbin, puttin niggaz in mausoleums
From Queens cross the Throsnic, heads bop, I see 'em
from queens cross to throgsneck heads nod
[Chorus: Prodigy (3X)]
For niggaz don't know how to act
To all my niggaz on the block slangin crack
Rest in peace to my niggaz layin on they back
To all the niggaz who bust gats (live nigga rap)
[H] If youse a live nigga