This is lights out. Pull the pipes out. Watch me (look out!). No doubt. . When we come in man. Come on man. We come off. Airborne, it's the jump off. Is it crazy baby?.
You out there? LOUDER!. "Well clap your hands to what he's doing". . Ladies and gentlemen, direct from California. Ladies and gentlemen. Ladies and gentlemen, direct from Detroit, Michigan.
Ready? A'ight. . Look here Niggas, been a long time comin'. No more talk, fuck this intro shit. Start the music. . This right here, yeah. Where the fuck, nigga, ain't never fuck niggas.
Grab a hold to ya seats, my style bulldoze the streets. I talk dirty, puncture holes in my teeth. Cavity creep, I'm young hung over thirty. You with it move with it, now shut up I'm cool with it.
[Sample and scratch over Mobb Deep - Give Up The Goods]:. "I got lots of love for my crew that is" x 3. . [Evidence]. Young buck in the game. started off hardheaded stuck in my way.
[cuts]. . "rakaa iriscience". "rasheed equals maylay sparks". "the last emperor". "and the boulevard connect". "claimin respect". . "iriscience". . Hey yo live from copenhagen.
Talib Kweli]. Brooklyn stand up, L.A. stand up. Matter fact, the whole planet rock with us now!. . [Hook]. {*"Dazzlin - Dilated displayin' a new sound"*.
(So let your thoughts fly away). 'Cause they do hard in the paint. Describe pain like angst, I hit a nerve like hypes'll hit a vein. Undecided if I'll ride or refrain.
[Ol' Dirty Bastard]. This recording is Dirty and it's Stinking. Funkier than Peppi Le Pew so I was thinking, about. Dropping this single on the charts, letting ya know.
Turn it up. . One nigga, two nigga, three nigga, four. One of you niggaz is about to get fucked up. It's the Ol' Dirt McGirt, live and uncut. Live and uncut, ready to bust some nut.
[Intro: Zoo Keeper (Popa Chief) {Ol' Dirty Bastard}]. [Popa Chief singing "Do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die" throughout intro]. (What's your move bitch nigga?).
Ima lower the brightness on my MacBook , till the screen look like a black book. Cold letter and I preoccupy what weather brings for worse to better scenes.
[Hook:]. Lately I've been hearin' other people talkin' 'bout me. Hatin' on my name like I'm some joke. When I catch the nigga, slap the nigga with my pimphand.
Universal B-boy, looking for the perfect beat. Mortal motivations, looking for the perfect beat. Mighty Zulu Nation, they have found the perfect beat.
I used to do it for the love a long time ago. And all I ever wanted was love. I used to love without fear a long time ago. And all I ever wanted was love.
It's funny how money change a situation. Miscommunication leads to complication. My emancipation don't fit your equation. I was on the humble, you on every station.
My grandmother suits was tailor made,. Sundays Mahalia played. Simple familiar ways,. Like how she kneeled and prayed. Willin', master forgive us,. Our trust pastors had us real afraid.