Hell's Kitchen - Andre Nickatina Lyrics - Andre Nickatina

'My line of work is considered by some to be a... 

a tumor on society, be careful Mr. Magenta there are benign tumors, 

and there are others, that are very malignant...' 

(Saafir) 

Ay-ay, Ay-ay (Saaf Bizzle) 

Ay-ay, Ay-ay (Saaf Bizzle, Nickatina) Yo 

Mothafucka in here with some real Nickatine man... 

(Andre Nickatina) 

When the gat would hit, then the rhyme would spit 

Gun nailed you to the crucifix 

I ain't new improved man I'm true to this 

Ain't nothin you can do to this 

Chicken beg, mislead, caught a shot to the head 

Instead we get high as a mothafuckin nigga yeah wit no dreads, no dreads 

I get to plugging that, who Thuggin that 

Gotta go drop a bug in that 

Post up where the drugs is at 

Yeah mothafucka where the lovin at 

My computer brain is on high octane 

Ripping like a rocket man 

Block it try to stop it man 

You'll end up in my pocket man 

Bust like a bullet in a watermelon 

What's the CD there you're selling 

Better not be mine or mothafucka you gon' start to yelling 

Fillmore rap academy, Bustin right at your sanity 

Ammo and artillery, clock a major salary 

Charge just like a battery, for assault and battery 

Dead just like a battery, from this major battery 

(Saafir) 

I bang that West Oakland my colors the silver and black 

Raider nigga got his stripes from the barber shop where the filmed 'The Mack' 

Nigga I got them rules on my shirt and I'm deep in this game 

All angles spittin it so niggas don't get it confused with the fame 

Let me tap that blackness on your eyeball like 'What the fuck you lookin at?' 

Then I got to remember, I'm strizzled and sacked and saucy off smack 

Bitch I ain't no contender, I been holding these championship rings 

Ammunition and big faces mothafucka I been 'Ladeem' 

Niggas on the turf on American soil, gettin this American green 

Niggas hate 'cause I'm skyscraping the small shelf Bull pit cigarettes 

I promise a hospital harness, to be taken the farthest from this life 

Nickatine and Saafir, Sizzaline is the farthest on this mic 

(Andre Nickatina) 

Walked out of court doin major bragging 

Bruce Lee down like danger dragon 

Blue jeans doin some major sagging 

Freak can bump hard in the station wagon 

Hot heavy and ready 

Garlic bread with the spaghetti 

Do it like Bo-Bo, with a fo-fo 

Ty fo-fo, Ty fo-fo 

Write to the gods like it's legendary 

Some might think its imaginary 

In the rap game freak I popped the cherry 

What you gotta say about that 

Keep it live a 45 number 2 pencil 

Get my solo wave, for the perfect gangsta instrumental, ya feel me 

Check it, load me up and then cock me back 

Then come right back with the counter rap 

He's bustin raps till he collapse 

Or at least until his chest plate crack 

(Saafir) 

I ain't one of these bitch ass niggas 

that ain't from the town that spit what he don't do 

But I'ma let him bumble a little more then I'ma hip all my niggas to you 

You lyin about tryna be high that ain't fire that you spittin 

Purple haze a fake crook get cooked and burnt 

and baked the fuck up in Hell's Kitchen 

I ain't one of these bitch ass niggas 

that ain't from the town that spit what he don't do 

But I'ma let him bumble a little more then I'ma hip all my niggas to you 

You lyin about tryna be high that ain't fire that you spittin 

Purple haze a fake crook get cooked and burnt 

and baked the fuck up in Hell's Kitchen 

I know at his next show he'll be slipping, 'cause his guns ain't clicking 

He tryna shine like stadium lights I'ma leave this nigga ice dripping 

With some real heat star 6-70 

For a bitch ass Hollywood nigga that wanna become a star that's heavenly 

It's not hard, you can depend on me, 

Serving niggas like you, I'm the epitome 

Only difference I don't drink much 

And mothafuckas get deeply touched 

That think I give a fuck tryna get money 

but shit if you gotta get hit I'll dump your face off 

Have your ass under the Astroturf of some shit 

Crack that weak Halloween mask 

and stab your ass in a pumpkin, I'm dumping 

West Oakland...Saaf Bizzle... 

'Finished with the assignment, beautiful, excellent work, great work...'