8 Iz Enuff Lyrics
| Song | 8 Iz Enuff |
| Artist | Big L |
| Album | Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Best, Buddah Bless, Coleman ... |
| [00:00.356] | Yo, my crew is in the house |
| [00:02.332] | Terra, Herb McGruff, Buddah Bless |
| [00:04.826] | Big Twan, Killa Cam, Trooper J |
| [00:07.043] | And Mike Boogie, and I'mma set it like this |
| [00:09.449] | Aiyo, folks who quote what I wrote get choked |
| [00:11.807] | You better surrender before you get smoked |
| [00:13.340] | You niggas be thinkin' this kid is a joke? |
| [00:14.673] | I put chumps to rest fast |
| [00:16.096] | When my Smith-Wes' blast |
| [00:17.154] | So just dash or trespass |
| [00:18.707] | And get your chest smashed |
| [00:19.997] | Rap New York rules |
| [00:21.253] | I sport jewels and extort crews |
| [00:22.969] | Don't get me pissed, I got a short fuse |
| [00:24.915] | I go bezerk when I put in work |
| [00:26.564] | Or do dirt, jerk, so stay alert, no smoke |
| [00:28.773] | Cause these knuckles hurt |
| [00:29.899] | I'm from the alley, not the valley |
| [00:31.576] | I'm hotter than Cali, wicked like Harry |
| [00:33.107] | And **** Sally, I rather marry Halle |
| [00:35.066] | I revive crowds with live styles |
| [00:36.863] | Don't hang with jive pals |
| [00:37.951] | Adios, ghost, I'm 5 thous' |
| [00:39.993] | Well, I'm flave |
| [00:40.676] | And I was down with the crime wave |
| [00:42.236] | Now it's time saved, yo |
| [00:43.359] | Cause now I'm a rhyme slave |
| [00:44.979] | In '87 I sold cracks |
| [00:46.565] | Collected some dough stacks, hold gats |
| [00:48.465] | A joker got his soul taxed, and low rated |
| [00:51.000] | Rappers you know who made it |
| [00:51.950] | Tell the Terra to rotate it |
| [00:53.413] | His raps are gold-plated |
| [00:55.005] | This nigga Terra is past butter |
| [00:56.538] | Sharp like a glass cutter, ass brother |
| [00:58.368] | I leave your rhyme trash gutter |
| [00:59.934] | I'm more rare, the MC in this warfare |
| [01:02.152] | Put you in a morgue |
| [01:03.104] | Where it's too late for that Lord prayer |
| [01:05.060] | Power struck, Terra drops the follow-up |
| [01:07.205] | Sour luck, niggas gotten props to swallow nuts |
| [01:09.762] | For those that don't know |
| [01:10.778] | Yo, I'm Herb McGruff |
| [01:11.874] | I'm on some murder stuff |
| [01:13.196] | And when I talk every verb is rough |
| [01:15.124] | Front on this and get beat bad |
| [01:16.681] | With big bats that bruise, break bones |
| [01:18.158] | Then wind up bloody in a bodybag |
| [01:20.095] | MC's are live, but I'm mad liver |
| [01:21.861] | Aiyo, my rhymes are more funky |
| [01:23.244] | Than a African cab driver |
| [01:25.076] | Step to this and get sliced with ease |
| [01:26.671] | Ate up like rice and peas |
| [01:27.905] | (Herb, can you fight?) Yo, I'm nice with these |
| [01:30.016] | Ask the nigga in my last bout |
| [01:31.802] | He thought I just was on some gun shit |
| [01:33.388] | I had to knock his ass out |
| [01:35.106] | Microphones I gotta tear |
| [01:36.632] | Peace to Big L, straight from hell |
| [01:38.227] | I'm the **** up outta here |
| [01:38.738] | Aiyo, it's time to get drastic |
| [01:40.619] | But God bless the fantastic, herb passed it |
| [01:43.040] | Now I melt the mic like it's plastic |
| [01:44.947] | I rag crews 'cause I'm bad news |
| [01:46.841] | In a mad mood |
| [01:47.795] | I'm serving brothers quicker than fast food |
| [01:50.005] | Step to this and get your body blown |
| [01:51.841] | 'Cause I'm no maricon |
| [01:53.174] | For poems I slide the hotties home |
| [01:55.060] | Here's some advice, I'm mad nice |
| [01:56.846] | Aiyo, I'm quick to lick the mag twice |
| [01:58.328] | And cold take a fag's life |
| [01:59.840] | My swellin' melon got niggas jealin' |
| [02:01.769] | Aiyo, **** bribes |
| [02:02.753] | I'm taking niggas lives like a felon |
| [02:04.502] | Yo, I bust chumps like a Glock 10 |
| [02:06.715] | When I drops in |
| [02:07.715] | The top ten is rocked when it's locked in |
| [02:09.810] | I just abuse the flow |
| [02:11.068] | Don't need a fuse to blow |
| [02:12.208] | Bruise the groove slow |
| [02:13.259] | When I rhyme I just kill the show |
| [02:15.065] | I got lines that's deeper than a jail bid |
| [02:17.063] | No frail, kids get nailed |
| [02:18.178] | And read braille when they fail, dig |
| [02:19.794] | Yeah, ain't I nasty, too nasty to trash me |
| [02:22.206] | Bash me, aiyo, that's dead, so don't ask me |
| [02:25.051] | You'd get bumped off if beef ever jumped off |
| [02:27.205] | I never come soft, I gotta pump that sawed-off |
| [02:29.701] | But when I let slugs out |
| [02:31.117] | You will get rubbed out, for dissin' |
| [02:32.889] | You come up missing like a cub scout |
| [02:34.369] | Rappers be funny like Fletch |
| [02:35.659] | Cause they sections say they slaughter, son |
| [02:37.280] | Talk about nines and tecs |
| [02:38.501] | And never shot a watergun |
| [02:39.930] | But Killa Kam, I get erratic |
| [02:41.271] | When it comes to static, there you have it |
| [02:43.071] | A trigger fanatic with a automatic |
| [02:44.929] | Increase the peace that cease |
| [02:46.197] | Cause once I release, my crew from the east |
| [02:48.142] | We leavin' at least, 20 police deceased |
| [02:50.527] | It's the beast on attack |
| [02:51.553] | So make tracks, I break backs |
| [02:52.727] | I jack with def gats and black macs |
| [02:54.985] | On Lenox Ave. ain't no light looks |
| [02:56.410] | You fight crooks, left and right hooks |
| [02:58.191] | If you front, get your life took |
| [02:59.391] | I'm having nail-sharp pains |
| [03:00.611] | In my brain like a Hellraiser |
| [03:02.348] | I'm blazin' trails from jail cells |
| [03:03.882] | So a trailblazer who find crime |
| [03:05.562] | And fill the nine with nothing but lead |
| [03:07.280] | Boom-bye-bye, dem find another batty bwoy dead |
| [03:09.964] | In backyard alleys |
| [03:11.009] | But I call 'em crack-more valleys |
| [03:12.436] | And I pack more rallies than riots back in Cali |
| [03:14.927] | And people wanna know the reason |
| [03:16.305] | Why I blow my fuse |
| [03:17.234] | I'm in a daze and I'm so confused |
| [03:20.004] | From seein' heads shake |
| [03:20.947] | So many times the lead make |
| [03:22.555] | And Mike Boogie's next up |
| [03:23.715] | And keep my head straight |
| [03:24.479] | I should never rhyme |
| [03:25.338] | Cause every time I step into a contest |
| [03:27.334] | Kids evacuate the premises |
| [03:28.812] | Like it's a bomb threat |
| [03:30.269] | 'Cause they know when I start droppin' poems |
| [03:31.977] | That I be knockin' domes, poppin' bones |
| [03:33.538] | And sendin' niggas hoppin' home |
| [03:35.047] | Word to God, it's kinda hard for a fag to touch this |
| [03:37.621] | So if you're coming to see me |
| [03:38.550] | Nigga, bring a cast and crutches |
| [03:40.028] | And niggas, I don't need a gun for you |
| [03:41.751] | None of you, cause I can kill you dead |
| [03:43.305] | With the lead from my Number 2 |
| [03:45.149] | And it's death in every paragraph |
| [03:47.173] | And niggas learn when I burn their |
| [03:48.691] | Mother****in' ass to ash |
| [03:50.060] | No need to question am I nice |
| [03:51.218] | Cause it's a fact, friend |
| [03:52.439] | I shoot the gift like Santa Claus with a Mac-10 |
| [03:54.676] | And niggas ain't half as nice |
| [03:55.974] | So they get sacrificed, and sent to the afterlife |
| [03:58.438] | They ain't no match for Mike |
| [04:00.256] | Now I'm bout to skate in a rush |
| [04:01.776] | Just finished makin' it tough |
| [04:02.844] | Peace to Big L, aiyo, 8 is enough |
| [04:05.131] | True, true and before I get up outta here |
| [04:07.698] | I gotta say peace to D-Whiz and Short Man |
| [04:10.211] | Brothers that was there since the beginning |
| [04:12.063] | What's up to Rock-N-Will from the Hard Pack Crew |
| [04:14.987] | Peace to Mase Murder and the B.B.O. Crew |
| [04:17.448] | The Best Out Crew, the M&M Crew |
| [04:20.060] | And all the other crews that's representin in Harlem |
| [04:22.280] | You know what I'm sayin? |
| [04:23.176] | And last but not least |
| [04:24.483] | I gotta say peace to the 139th Street NFL Crew |
| [04:27.980] | My crew |
| [04:28.964] | Word up |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Best, Buddah Bless, Coleman ... |
| [00:00.356] | Yo, my crew is in the house |
| [00:02.332] | Terra, Herb McGruff, Buddah Bless |
| [00:04.826] | Big Twan, Killa Cam, Trooper J |
| [00:07.043] | And Mike Boogie, and I' mma set it like this |
| [00:09.449] | Aiyo, folks who quote what I wrote get choked |
| [00:11.807] | You better surrender before you get smoked |
| [00:13.340] | You niggas be thinkin' this kid is a joke? |
| [00:14.673] | I put chumps to rest fast |
| [00:16.096] | When my SmithWes' blast |
| [00:17.154] | So just dash or trespass |
| [00:18.707] | And get your chest smashed |
| [00:19.997] | Rap New York rules |
| [00:21.253] | I sport jewels and extort crews |
| [00:22.969] | Don' t get me pissed, I got a short fuse |
| [00:24.915] | I go bezerk when I put in work |
| [00:26.564] | Or do dirt, jerk, so stay alert, no smoke |
| [00:28.773] | Cause these knuckles hurt |
| [00:29.899] | I' m from the alley, not the valley |
| [00:31.576] | I' m hotter than Cali, wicked like Harry |
| [00:33.107] | And Sally, I rather marry Halle |
| [00:35.066] | I revive crowds with live styles |
| [00:36.863] | Don' t hang with jive pals |
| [00:37.951] | Adios, ghost, I' m 5 thous' |
| [00:39.993] | Well, I' m flave |
| [00:40.676] | And I was down with the crime wave |
| [00:42.236] | Now it' s time saved, yo |
| [00:43.359] | Cause now I' m a rhyme slave |
| [00:44.979] | In ' 87 I sold cracks |
| [00:46.565] | Collected some dough stacks, hold gats |
| [00:48.465] | A joker got his soul taxed, and low rated |
| [00:51.000] | Rappers you know who made it |
| [00:51.950] | Tell the Terra to rotate it |
| [00:53.413] | His raps are goldplated |
| [00:55.005] | This nigga Terra is past butter |
| [00:56.538] | Sharp like a glass cutter, ass brother |
| [00:58.368] | I leave your rhyme trash gutter |
| [00:59.934] | I' m more rare, the MC in this warfare |
| [01:02.152] | Put you in a morgue |
| [01:03.104] | Where it' s too late for that Lord prayer |
| [01:05.060] | Power struck, Terra drops the followup |
| [01:07.205] | Sour luck, niggas gotten props to swallow nuts |
| [01:09.762] | For those that don' t know |
| [01:10.778] | Yo, I' m Herb McGruff |
| [01:11.874] | I' m on some murder stuff |
| [01:13.196] | And when I talk every verb is rough |
| [01:15.124] | Front on this and get beat bad |
| [01:16.681] | With big bats that bruise, break bones |
| [01:18.158] | Then wind up bloody in a bodybag |
| [01:20.095] | MC' s are live, but I' m mad liver |
| [01:21.861] | Aiyo, my rhymes are more funky |
| [01:23.244] | Than a African cab driver |
| [01:25.076] | Step to this and get sliced with ease |
| [01:26.671] | Ate up like rice and peas |
| [01:27.905] | Herb, can you fight? Yo, I' m nice with these |
| [01:30.016] | Ask the nigga in my last bout |
| [01:31.802] | He thought I just was on some gun shit |
| [01:33.388] | I had to knock his ass out |
| [01:35.106] | Microphones I gotta tear |
| [01:36.632] | Peace to Big L, straight from hell |
| [01:38.227] | I' m the up outta here |
| [01:38.738] | Aiyo, it' s time to get drastic |
| [01:40.619] | But God bless the fantastic, herb passed it |
| [01:43.040] | Now I melt the mic like it' s plastic |
| [01:44.947] | I rag crews ' cause I' m bad news |
| [01:46.841] | In a mad mood |
| [01:47.795] | I' m serving brothers quicker than fast food |
| [01:50.005] | Step to this and get your body blown |
| [01:51.841] | ' Cause I' m no maricon |
| [01:53.174] | For poems I slide the hotties home |
| [01:55.060] | Here' s some advice, I' m mad nice |
| [01:56.846] | Aiyo, I' m quick to lick the mag twice |
| [01:58.328] | And cold take a fag' s life |
| [01:59.840] | My swellin' melon got niggas jealin' |
| [02:01.769] | Aiyo, bribes |
| [02:02.753] | I' m taking niggas lives like a felon |
| [02:04.502] | Yo, I bust chumps like a Glock 10 |
| [02:06.715] | When I drops in |
| [02:07.715] | The top ten is rocked when it' s locked in |
| [02:09.810] | I just abuse the flow |
| [02:11.068] | Don' t need a fuse to blow |
| [02:12.208] | Bruise the groove slow |
| [02:13.259] | When I rhyme I just kill the show |
| [02:15.065] | I got lines that' s deeper than a jail bid |
| [02:17.063] | No frail, kids get nailed |
| [02:18.178] | And read braille when they fail, dig |
| [02:19.794] | Yeah, ain' t I nasty, too nasty to trash me |
| [02:22.206] | Bash me, aiyo, that' s dead, so don' t ask me |
| [02:25.051] | You' d get bumped off if beef ever jumped off |
| [02:27.205] | I never come soft, I gotta pump that sawedoff |
| [02:29.701] | But when I let slugs out |
| [02:31.117] | You will get rubbed out, for dissin' |
| [02:32.889] | You come up missing like a cub scout |
| [02:34.369] | Rappers be funny like Fletch |
| [02:35.659] | Cause they sections say they slaughter, son |
| [02:37.280] | Talk about nines and tecs |
| [02:38.501] | And never shot a watergun |
| [02:39.930] | But Killa Kam, I get erratic |
| [02:41.271] | When it comes to static, there you have it |
| [02:43.071] | A trigger fanatic with a automatic |
| [02:44.929] | Increase the peace that cease |
| [02:46.197] | Cause once I release, my crew from the east |
| [02:48.142] | We leavin' at least, 20 police deceased |
| [02:50.527] | It' s the beast on attack |
| [02:51.553] | So make tracks, I break backs |
| [02:52.727] | I jack with def gats and black macs |
| [02:54.985] | On Lenox Ave. ain' t no light looks |
| [02:56.410] | You fight crooks, left and right hooks |
| [02:58.191] | If you front, get your life took |
| [02:59.391] | I' m having nailsharp pains |
| [03:00.611] | In my brain like a Hellraiser |
| [03:02.348] | I' m blazin' trails from jail cells |
| [03:03.882] | So a trailblazer who find crime |
| [03:05.562] | And fill the nine with nothing but lead |
| [03:07.280] | Boombyebye, dem find another batty bwoy dead |
| [03:09.964] | In backyard alleys |
| [03:11.009] | But I call ' em crackmore valleys |
| [03:12.436] | And I pack more rallies than riots back in Cali |
| [03:14.927] | And people wanna know the reason |
| [03:16.305] | Why I blow my fuse |
| [03:17.234] | I' m in a daze and I' m so confused |
| [03:20.004] | From seein' heads shake |
| [03:20.947] | So many times the lead make |
| [03:22.555] | And Mike Boogie' s next up |
| [03:23.715] | And keep my head straight |
| [03:24.479] | I should never rhyme |
| [03:25.338] | Cause every time I step into a contest |
| [03:27.334] | Kids evacuate the premises |
| [03:28.812] | Like it' s a bomb threat |
| [03:30.269] | ' Cause they know when I start droppin' poems |
| [03:31.977] | That I be knockin' domes, poppin' bones |
| [03:33.538] | And sendin' niggas hoppin' home |
| [03:35.047] | Word to God, it' s kinda hard for a fag to touch this |
| [03:37.621] | So if you' re coming to see me |
| [03:38.550] | Nigga, bring a cast and crutches |
| [03:40.028] | And niggas, I don' t need a gun for you |
| [03:41.751] | None of you, cause I can kill you dead |
| [03:43.305] | With the lead from my Number 2 |
| [03:45.149] | And it' s death in every paragraph |
| [03:47.173] | And niggas learn when I burn their |
| [03:48.691] | Mother in' ass to ash |
| [03:50.060] | No need to question am I nice |
| [03:51.218] | Cause it' s a fact, friend |
| [03:52.439] | I shoot the gift like Santa Claus with a Mac10 |
| [03:54.676] | And niggas ain' t half as nice |
| [03:55.974] | So they get sacrificed, and sent to the afterlife |
| [03:58.438] | They ain' t no match for Mike |
| [04:00.256] | Now I' m bout to skate in a rush |
| [04:01.776] | Just finished makin' it tough |
| [04:02.844] | Peace to Big L, aiyo, 8 is enough |
| [04:05.131] | True, true and before I get up outta here |
| [04:07.698] | I gotta say peace to DWhiz and Short Man |
| [04:10.211] | Brothers that was there since the beginning |
| [04:12.063] | What' s up to RockNWill from the Hard Pack Crew |
| [04:14.987] | Peace to Mase Murder and the B. B. O. Crew |
| [04:17.448] | The Best Out Crew, the M M Crew |
| [04:20.060] | And all the other crews that' s representin in Harlem |
| [04:22.280] | You know what I' m sayin? |
| [04:23.176] | And last but not least |
| [04:24.483] | I gotta say peace to the 139th Street NFL Crew |
| [04:27.980] | My crew |
| [04:28.964] | Word up |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Best, Buddah Bless, Coleman ... |
| [00:00.356] | Yo, my crew is in the house |
| [00:02.332] | Terra, Herb McGruff, Buddah Bless |
| [00:04.826] | Big Twan, Killa Cam, Trooper J |
| [00:07.043] | And Mike Boogie, and I' mma set it like this |
| [00:09.449] | Aiyo, folks who quote what I wrote get choked |
| [00:11.807] | You better surrender before you get smoked |
| [00:13.340] | You niggas be thinkin' this kid is a joke? |
| [00:14.673] | I put chumps to rest fast |
| [00:16.096] | When my SmithWes' blast |
| [00:17.154] | So just dash or trespass |
| [00:18.707] | And get your chest smashed |
| [00:19.997] | Rap New York rules |
| [00:21.253] | I sport jewels and extort crews |
| [00:22.969] | Don' t get me pissed, I got a short fuse |
| [00:24.915] | I go bezerk when I put in work |
| [00:26.564] | Or do dirt, jerk, so stay alert, no smoke |
| [00:28.773] | Cause these knuckles hurt |
| [00:29.899] | I' m from the alley, not the valley |
| [00:31.576] | I' m hotter than Cali, wicked like Harry |
| [00:33.107] | And Sally, I rather marry Halle |
| [00:35.066] | I revive crowds with live styles |
| [00:36.863] | Don' t hang with jive pals |
| [00:37.951] | Adios, ghost, I' m 5 thous' |
| [00:39.993] | Well, I' m flave |
| [00:40.676] | And I was down with the crime wave |
| [00:42.236] | Now it' s time saved, yo |
| [00:43.359] | Cause now I' m a rhyme slave |
| [00:44.979] | In ' 87 I sold cracks |
| [00:46.565] | Collected some dough stacks, hold gats |
| [00:48.465] | A joker got his soul taxed, and low rated |
| [00:51.000] | Rappers you know who made it |
| [00:51.950] | Tell the Terra to rotate it |
| [00:53.413] | His raps are goldplated |
| [00:55.005] | This nigga Terra is past butter |
| [00:56.538] | Sharp like a glass cutter, ass brother |
| [00:58.368] | I leave your rhyme trash gutter |
| [00:59.934] | I' m more rare, the MC in this warfare |
| [01:02.152] | Put you in a morgue |
| [01:03.104] | Where it' s too late for that Lord prayer |
| [01:05.060] | Power struck, Terra drops the followup |
| [01:07.205] | Sour luck, niggas gotten props to swallow nuts |
| [01:09.762] | For those that don' t know |
| [01:10.778] | Yo, I' m Herb McGruff |
| [01:11.874] | I' m on some murder stuff |
| [01:13.196] | And when I talk every verb is rough |
| [01:15.124] | Front on this and get beat bad |
| [01:16.681] | With big bats that bruise, break bones |
| [01:18.158] | Then wind up bloody in a bodybag |
| [01:20.095] | MC' s are live, but I' m mad liver |
| [01:21.861] | Aiyo, my rhymes are more funky |
| [01:23.244] | Than a African cab driver |
| [01:25.076] | Step to this and get sliced with ease |
| [01:26.671] | Ate up like rice and peas |
| [01:27.905] | Herb, can you fight? Yo, I' m nice with these |
| [01:30.016] | Ask the nigga in my last bout |
| [01:31.802] | He thought I just was on some gun shit |
| [01:33.388] | I had to knock his ass out |
| [01:35.106] | Microphones I gotta tear |
| [01:36.632] | Peace to Big L, straight from hell |
| [01:38.227] | I' m the up outta here |
| [01:38.738] | Aiyo, it' s time to get drastic |
| [01:40.619] | But God bless the fantastic, herb passed it |
| [01:43.040] | Now I melt the mic like it' s plastic |
| [01:44.947] | I rag crews ' cause I' m bad news |
| [01:46.841] | In a mad mood |
| [01:47.795] | I' m serving brothers quicker than fast food |
| [01:50.005] | Step to this and get your body blown |
| [01:51.841] | ' Cause I' m no maricon |
| [01:53.174] | For poems I slide the hotties home |
| [01:55.060] | Here' s some advice, I' m mad nice |
| [01:56.846] | Aiyo, I' m quick to lick the mag twice |
| [01:58.328] | And cold take a fag' s life |
| [01:59.840] | My swellin' melon got niggas jealin' |
| [02:01.769] | Aiyo, bribes |
| [02:02.753] | I' m taking niggas lives like a felon |
| [02:04.502] | Yo, I bust chumps like a Glock 10 |
| [02:06.715] | When I drops in |
| [02:07.715] | The top ten is rocked when it' s locked in |
| [02:09.810] | I just abuse the flow |
| [02:11.068] | Don' t need a fuse to blow |
| [02:12.208] | Bruise the groove slow |
| [02:13.259] | When I rhyme I just kill the show |
| [02:15.065] | I got lines that' s deeper than a jail bid |
| [02:17.063] | No frail, kids get nailed |
| [02:18.178] | And read braille when they fail, dig |
| [02:19.794] | Yeah, ain' t I nasty, too nasty to trash me |
| [02:22.206] | Bash me, aiyo, that' s dead, so don' t ask me |
| [02:25.051] | You' d get bumped off if beef ever jumped off |
| [02:27.205] | I never come soft, I gotta pump that sawedoff |
| [02:29.701] | But when I let slugs out |
| [02:31.117] | You will get rubbed out, for dissin' |
| [02:32.889] | You come up missing like a cub scout |
| [02:34.369] | Rappers be funny like Fletch |
| [02:35.659] | Cause they sections say they slaughter, son |
| [02:37.280] | Talk about nines and tecs |
| [02:38.501] | And never shot a watergun |
| [02:39.930] | But Killa Kam, I get erratic |
| [02:41.271] | When it comes to static, there you have it |
| [02:43.071] | A trigger fanatic with a automatic |
| [02:44.929] | Increase the peace that cease |
| [02:46.197] | Cause once I release, my crew from the east |
| [02:48.142] | We leavin' at least, 20 police deceased |
| [02:50.527] | It' s the beast on attack |
| [02:51.553] | So make tracks, I break backs |
| [02:52.727] | I jack with def gats and black macs |
| [02:54.985] | On Lenox Ave. ain' t no light looks |
| [02:56.410] | You fight crooks, left and right hooks |
| [02:58.191] | If you front, get your life took |
| [02:59.391] | I' m having nailsharp pains |
| [03:00.611] | In my brain like a Hellraiser |
| [03:02.348] | I' m blazin' trails from jail cells |
| [03:03.882] | So a trailblazer who find crime |
| [03:05.562] | And fill the nine with nothing but lead |
| [03:07.280] | Boombyebye, dem find another batty bwoy dead |
| [03:09.964] | In backyard alleys |
| [03:11.009] | But I call ' em crackmore valleys |
| [03:12.436] | And I pack more rallies than riots back in Cali |
| [03:14.927] | And people wanna know the reason |
| [03:16.305] | Why I blow my fuse |
| [03:17.234] | I' m in a daze and I' m so confused |
| [03:20.004] | From seein' heads shake |
| [03:20.947] | So many times the lead make |
| [03:22.555] | And Mike Boogie' s next up |
| [03:23.715] | And keep my head straight |
| [03:24.479] | I should never rhyme |
| [03:25.338] | Cause every time I step into a contest |
| [03:27.334] | Kids evacuate the premises |
| [03:28.812] | Like it' s a bomb threat |
| [03:30.269] | ' Cause they know when I start droppin' poems |
| [03:31.977] | That I be knockin' domes, poppin' bones |
| [03:33.538] | And sendin' niggas hoppin' home |
| [03:35.047] | Word to God, it' s kinda hard for a fag to touch this |
| [03:37.621] | So if you' re coming to see me |
| [03:38.550] | Nigga, bring a cast and crutches |
| [03:40.028] | And niggas, I don' t need a gun for you |
| [03:41.751] | None of you, cause I can kill you dead |
| [03:43.305] | With the lead from my Number 2 |
| [03:45.149] | And it' s death in every paragraph |
| [03:47.173] | And niggas learn when I burn their |
| [03:48.691] | Mother in' ass to ash |
| [03:50.060] | No need to question am I nice |
| [03:51.218] | Cause it' s a fact, friend |
| [03:52.439] | I shoot the gift like Santa Claus with a Mac10 |
| [03:54.676] | And niggas ain' t half as nice |
| [03:55.974] | So they get sacrificed, and sent to the afterlife |
| [03:58.438] | They ain' t no match for Mike |
| [04:00.256] | Now I' m bout to skate in a rush |
| [04:01.776] | Just finished makin' it tough |
| [04:02.844] | Peace to Big L, aiyo, 8 is enough |
| [04:05.131] | True, true and before I get up outta here |
| [04:07.698] | I gotta say peace to DWhiz and Short Man |
| [04:10.211] | Brothers that was there since the beginning |
| [04:12.063] | What' s up to RockNWill from the Hard Pack Crew |
| [04:14.987] | Peace to Mase Murder and the B. B. O. Crew |
| [04:17.448] | The Best Out Crew, the M M Crew |
| [04:20.060] | And all the other crews that' s representin in Harlem |
| [04:22.280] | You know what I' m sayin? |
| [04:23.176] | And last but not least |
| [04:24.483] | I gotta say peace to the 139th Street NFL Crew |
| [04:27.980] | My crew |
| [04:28.964] | Word up |
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