 Untouchable » Lyrics [+ Shtoj +] |
1. _ MaryJane
[Scarface whispering:] I don't really remember feeling like this Got this love formin' in my life - from this dame And indeed took the form of life - it's a shame How a man can fall in love with dreams - not afraid Not afraid to let you up and leave Do your thang MaryJane mess with all my folks - got 'em high For the days that they were lost and broke - shit got 'em by Only right was stopping it from props Plus she from the block of only finer crops Do your thang MaryJane [chorus:] Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary Happy just to hear your name Do your than MaryJane Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary When the world starts to stress you out - what you do? Put a cancer stick up in your mouth - or grab a brew Sold in stores but the fact remains is - they the blame And the government's been taxin' that ( ) - gettin' paid If it's taxable it's cool to smoke - kill or not And the alcohol is killin' folks - true or not Other people try to make you bad--but I know you not When my situation's lookin' sad I know I got A true friend in my time of need - all I need Your natural you come from seeds - I decree Makes me happy when I'm feelin' pain Once again makes me happy just to hear your name Do your thang MaryJane [chorus:] Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary Happy just to hear your name MaryJane do your thang Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary When you sad depressed and feeling strange - who you blame Need some company to keep you sane - call her name MaryJane I love you MaryJane - do your thang You're all I need to get me through this thang - true to game You aint never made me stash my thang - scratch the brain Anything you've always kept me tame - and its plain For me to see that you my everything - MaryJane MaryJane helps to ease the brain - when you hang Through the seasons you aint never change - stayed the same Never seen what people seen in speed - you became Naturally you everything we need - do the thang Do your thang baby true indeed Do your thang MaryJane Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary Happy just to hear your name MaryJane do your thang Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary, Mary more free lyrics |
2. _ For Real
[verse 1:] I got this coffee pot of white soap stuck my hanger down the center when I entered I spent it cause it was like dope But on the real-a he was jackin' me for scratch cause out of 36 ounces this motherfucker brought me 20 back I'm slanging 20 sacs cause I done lost 16 and these goddamn streets aint going to bring me back Now could it be the southside big baller Bolo rock slanger stones done got slaughtered-damn I'm going up on my whole thangs And stepped on don't go runnin my clique cause it's a old game And all I ever wanted was some hundred stacks I went from slangin' o-z's to movin' hundred sacks Gotta make my money back Cause I done came too far up in these goddamn streets to get my money snatched I'm so for real about this motherfuckin skrill that any obstacle obscuring my paper is gettin' killed For real [chorus: ] (scratching and mixing) All I have is this small skrilla [verse 2:] I know this nigga run this game of life So motherfuckin sheist that at night he got to sleep with lights Cause he done come across with shit so shade that mutha fuckers comin with clips to locate him Aint no waitin and once they spot him they gon' sure face him and once the got him they gon' sure waste him This aint no mutha fuckin joke nigga it aint worth it and even if your mother gets in it you cant surface It was all purpose just like that bullshit you was serving it was all purpose We all chipped in nigga and we all hurting I gots to grind just like in eighty-nine when a niggas 25 cent pieces look just like baby dimes I'm on the corner selling whole eights I don't remember being this fuckin paranoid since I sold weight I went from 50 sacs to 50 packs And all because this motherfucker got jipped he wants to jip me back But when I find him I'm gon finalize him Just to let a nigga know I'm for real and down to die for mine And I'm for real about this mutha fuckin skrill that any obstacle obscuring my paper is gettin killed For real [chorus] [verse 3:] Game made to be swift since eighty-six when I started Seems like niggas with hustle got outsmarted Cause now they wanna analyze they homies for scratch Catch them when they sleeping come down and up scrap And even though I plotted hittin' niggas for ends I never took out straps and shot gats at friends It was all about being for real where I was from Where very few niggas came real but I was one I dedicate this to my homies stuck in battle Living life being caught up in this mutha fuckin' gamble The game made to be changed but the niggas still started Cocaine seems to be blamed for the niggas gettin slaughtered How many times you had your homie shot By the same mutha fucker whose game came from your homies block Niggas get caught up in the paper chase and lose respect for the game that was honored before the cake was made [chorus] more free lyrics |
3. _ Ya Money or Ya Life
One up for the hustlers and two times for the mathematics Long as I can grind I'm scratching Stacking cause moneys got a funny way of finding Your ass this coming out your account when you start the climbing and blindly got you on a major chase for paper And now you got your eyes on my vault tryin' to take my paper The vapors will leave niggas wit dreams to face satan I'm pacin' with infa-red beams just waiting Hatin' and I don't cause the conversation He spoke wit his killer but now he's got to face him Racin cause off in these streets you aint promised tomorrow So if you bring pain I bring sorrow I warn you aint never been down to die slowly Surely I got niggas down to die for me You owe me and I want it all and that's that Bitch you got to pay wit your life not scratch [chorus:] Don't want no money I want your life Don't want no money I want your life We straight niggas roll subtractors gettin down aint no factor We just like boys in the hood wit no actors Jack you got niggas dow to come find you and heat your ass up and leave your yesterdays behind you Remind you a niggas definition means killa if he out of paper he gots to go bring the skrilla Stretch you aint never seen drama like I can bring it I'll wet you and leave you face down for no reason I seen it- aint many ways that you can change it I'm dangerous society got me stamped so I'm gon' blame it Aiming and if you cal canning at the planet Stampin' any muther fucker left standin is stranded And I want it all and that's that Bitch you got to play wit your life not scratch [chorus] If any nigga at the top of his game then you cant hate him Just watch for niggas who thinkin they game but they can't fade him I'll cross spray you you makin your moves and I'll spray you I promise the same promise that the game promise When mutha fuckers step on my turf I bring drama How dare you niggas flip the grip check I'll leave you shipwrecked in the valley of death dry wit your shit wet I'm down to die for my shit I'll put the hood on it I got my balls on this shit that puts the wood on it I got this strap I call the mind changer I'm more for realer than the shit that I kick when I feel that I'm danger I'll leave your family wit a fuck you note Where the fuck you wrote You pay wit your life now fuck you broke [chorus x4] more free lyrics |
4. _ No Warning
It's the return of the real nigga wit real shit and when the smoke dies down its still a nigga left to deal wit This mutha fucker standin one deep solo exercising parts of the game but don't know I bring it to a mutha fucker full throttle and any mutha fucker want pain I brought the full bottle now take ya two of these and call me in the morning three times point blank range wit no warning Nigga I'm straight killa slash for show drama and every mutha fucker involved gon' face drama Punk I aint no mutha fucka rappin in song You bust your caps when you rap but I bust back at your dome bitch And this is always all day killa and bitches who be stressin me out I get rid of I'm still a guerilla in these goddamn streets walkin up on mutha fuckers and leavin 'em sleep [Hook:] (Cause if you gonna ride then we can ride) But 99.9 of the times you gon' die (Die mutha fucker die mutha fucker die) Mutha fuckers crowdin my space they gon' die I can't believe you hoes is playin wit this but since you mutha fuckers want drama I'll bring you this shit I got my dime down cocked and shined just a homie from the hood had the paper still I'm bout to grind What you thought this was nigga some studio gimmick a mutha fucker talking that shit but couldn't spend it-shit I come around this mutha fucker bending beads and dare one of you hoes to come and fuck wit me I'm real with it I'll warn you mutha fuckers again that if you step to me wit ho shit I'm turning you in Shocked-and shot wit five holes in your memory and when you headed for hell you gon' remember me The one MC who told you niggas once and after that he gave no warning he straight done him- punk I got my mind all made up to go off when bitches start to threaten my life I go off Take a walk on the wild side and all the coloreds go whoop whoop when I come down in my coupe And mutha fuckers hatin me come give it a try but 99.9 of the times you gon' die wit no warnin Dealing wit the killer wit the strap out No warnin -then All fo a sudden homie blacks out wit no warnin And now your dealing with your outer body energy all the pain you left in your life you still feeling me Everybody living must have thought it would change But living fast and dying young's a part of the game How can one spit the game so sure turned around and emptied his than wit no warning more free lyrics |
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5. _ Southside
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6. _ Outro..
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7. _ Intro ..
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8. _ Faith
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9. _ Outro
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10. _ Intro
Yo 'Face, let's set it off
It was the day that hell had broke loose, demons in the sky with the ?
Take over the heavens and burn it over
It's darker than the hearts of men, but I ain't scared cause I'm a soldier
I walk with my weapon across my shoulder
Refuse to live, yet impossible for me to say I'd rather die
Cause I'm a killer with the devil's eye
I want the world to feel my heart, my heart, my set, my set
And these niggas who contested me regret that
Poisoning my own breed to terminate yo' offerin
And may they die young and never live to cause ?
I'm just wrapped up inside a homicidal mind state
Destined to outrun the time it takes to catch fate
The day that shall come, that thou shalt be done
The day that I run 'til then I smile with the gun
Let off a shot and make the whole world hear it
Murder, I've written in blood, y'all fear it
As I walk through the valley of death I shall
Fear no man but God
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11. _ Mary Jane
(scarface whispering):
I don't really remember feeling like this
Got this love formin' in my life |
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12. _ Game Over
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13. _ Smartz
[ VERSE 1: Scarface ] It's been a long time comin But now I'm back up in this bitch to hit these niggas with this gangsta shit I keep the strong rhymes runnin My shit don't switch, I'm 10 years in, and ain't changed one bit It's all about the real, nigga I keeps it real, nigga And won't sell out for ??? with Tommy Hilfiger Fucker, I figure niggas wanna see The side of society they don't see on TV So when I bring the shit, I bring the shit like I seen it And when I scream the shit, I sing the shit like I mean it No secret, these muthafuckas figure I'm a threat Cause I ain't fallin short to the traps the demon set Now sweat, cause now I got my head in your books And when I think 'cracker', my definition read 'crook' Now look, we're livin under laws that they set Back then we were treated like dogs and wasn't shit And slowly but surely the shit changed From they fault, but if you black, then you get blamed A damn shame, that means this muthafucka's one-sided And blacks, we get lost in the sauce, because we unguided These muthafuckas had a plan from the start Get what they can get and rip they assholes apart They smart [ CHORUS: Devin / (Tony 'Scarface' Montana) ] They smart, man (Those guys...) You niggas better watch yo ass (..they're the bad guys) Them bastards they smart, man (Those guys...) It's up to us for how long we gon' last (..they're the bad guys) (2x) [ VERSE 2: Scarface ] I declare an all-out attack Let's take our minds behind enemy lines, so we can see how the demon acts And how he set us up for failure in the first place And why the fuck did we just settle for a birthday You see, I'm hip to the games that you run Like the games you run unfair, we can get no fair one Cause we was dealt the bad hand from the jump And we can't deal, so we jack and get drunk And might end up locked down or six feet But in these streets a muthafucka gots to eat You can't sleep, cause if you're caught sleep, you gots to pay And just like everyone left you got your day And these days were meant for all to keep tryin But we can't relate, so we fall and keep dyin Open your muthafuckin eyes who your enemy The muthafuckas dyin or the muthafuckas killin you? [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3: Scarface ] You put your crack on my table I turn my axe on my neighbor And my back to my Savior You had me thinkin you were almighty But to the Almighty you're just a man that's really all tiny The Maker will open up our minds to see That heaven ain't a place here on Earth, you gots to leave And once we leave, we stand between eternal peace and eternal pain And you the beast shall meet eternal flame So let it rain, wash away up all my bad things And put some laughter in our hearts again Now black men, stand up, let's come together as a whole race And don't be fed up by the old days They try to do us like the Indians, killin us like wild beast And show more love for the Chinese And kept us trapped up in a small room And made decisions on our life we accepted that left us all doomed They sabotaged and they camouflaged But if these niggas came to crank up some shit, then I be down to ride These muthafuckas had a plan from the start The only way to beat em is to think, cause they smart [ CHORUS ] more free lyrics |
14. _ Smile
Intro: 2Pac There's gon' be some stuff you gon' see that's gon' make it hard to smile in the future. But through whatever you see, through all the rain and the pain, you gotta keep your sense of humor. You gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit. Remember that. Mmm, yeah. Keep ya head up.Yeah. Verse One: 2Pac Our lifestyles be close captioned addicted to fatal attractions Pictures of actions be played back in the midst of mashin' No fairy tales for this young black male Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales Hustlin' and heart be a nigga culture or the repercutions while bustin' on backstabbin' vultures Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and bitches Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures Why shed tears? Save your sympathy My childhood years were spent buryin' my peers in the cemetary Here's a message to the newborns, waitin' to breathe If you believe then you can achieve Just look at me Against all odds, though life is hard we carry on Livin' in the projects, broke with no lights on To all the seeds that follow me protect your essence Born with less, but you still precious Just smile for me now Chours: Johnny P, 2Pac Smiiiiiile for me , won't you smile (smile for me now) Just smiiiile (smile), smile for me (What cha lookin' all sad for, nigga you black, smile for me now) Smiiiiiile for me (nigga you ain't got nothin' to be worried about) Won't you smile (no doubt, smile for me now) just smiiiiile (And the next generation) Verse Two: Scarface Now as I open up my story with the blaze a your blunts And you can picture thoughts slowly up on phrases I wrote And I can walk you through the days that I done I often wish that I could save everyone but I'm a dreamer Have you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game overlookin' his tomorrows and they finally came? Look back on childhood memories and I'm still feelin' the pain Turnin' circles in my life came to dealin' cocaine To many hassles in my local life, survivin' the strain And a man without a focus, life could drive him insane Stuck inside a ghetto fantasy hopin' it'd change But when I focus on reality we broke and in chains Had a dream of livin' wealthy and makin' it big And after all my momma's thankin' God for blessin' the child All my momma gots to do now is collect it and smile Smile Chorus (without 2pac) Verse Three: 2Pac Fuck the world as we ???? and witness furious speeds of nasty questions keep us all stressin', curious G's Backstabbed and bleedin', fuckin' thoughts laced with weed Learnin', duckin' stray shots, bullets be hot, they burnin' Inhalin' sherm smoke, visualized the flames Will I be smothered by my own pain? Strange whispers, cowards conversate, so quick to dis us Takin' pictures for the feds, and desperate hopes they'd get us Hit us off, give us plenty centuries, forgive my sins Since I ain't in many penitenturies the best revenge is fuck friends We military minded soldiers, bustin' shots blindly Tryin' to find Jehovah to help me Somebody save me Lost and crazy, scared to drop a seed hopin' I ain't cursed my babies Maybe now niggas feel me now, picture my pain embrace my words make the world change And still I smile nigga (Scarface talking) And now a moment of silence, let us pray And as you journey into outerspace may the angels help to lead the way shine up on your soul to keep you safe And all the homies that done passed away They there to greet you as you pass the gates And as you headed to the tunnel's light I hope it leads to eternal life We say the prayers for our homie 'Pac S more free lyrics |
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15. _ Sunshine
He wanted drama so I brought him pain
Listen to my nine millimeter go bang
Out goes your brains, feel the motherfucking terror
And you ain't felt the coming of death like this ever
You paused, and now I got a Colt 45
Semiautomatic exploding between your eyes, surprise
You never thought your yesterdays would come back to haunt you
But believe me, I've come back to haunt you
I'm bout to bring your dog days to you mista
Cause rules in the streets you come off we come get ya
And hit ya', and I done let you slide a few times
But eventually you gots to die in due time
Sunshine
[Chorus: x2]
Sunshine
Everybody needs
Sunshine
My life, my life, my life
His mama must've got the news
The little boy that she gave birth to was on of them niggas they pulled
Out the room
And all my other little homies stood shocked
While they watched my other little homie bleed non-stop
On the other side of sorrow is a father being torn
Apart by the sight of his son's lying in the morgue
He mourned cause now he got to deal with the fact
That his child is gone and tears can't bring him back
Turn on the T.V. and seen the unabomber
I flew to D.C., still they got no karma
And everybody say they think its all gonna change
You paint me pictures, but they all look the same
Its strange, I'm standing in my own frame of thought
Remaining in the street game framing which I was taught
I was taught to always keep my eyes open wide
Cause in these streets you got to ride or you die
I've seen a child born and I've seen a man die
Can't live forever and I understand why
So when your time comes will you crawl or be brave
And in between judgment will you fall or be saved
Sunshine
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Tears rolled town his face as he stared at his potna
With his chest full of holes and his head full of coppa
Broke his ass off something proper he's in the morgue
With his brains in a shit bag and a toe tag on-gone
This motherfucker must've thought he was a cat
And had nine lives but ended up on his back
And then the reaper came and took control of your mind
And you can't think you got a hole in your mind
You dyin' and can't nobody bring you out your coma
When this nigga brought the end and turned the lights out for ya
See ya and I wouldn't want to be in your position
Cause starin' the shaft of a strap and you the mission
Means one thing you let a motherfucker catch you on the sneak tip
And put your ass off in some deep shit, got the deep six
And everybody sad sendin' flowers to your ceremony
They lost their motherfuckin' homey
Damn Audi 5 on some dumb shit
And motherfuckers steady risking their safety behind this dumb shit
But I refuse to give a nigga mine
I give a nigga nine
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16. _ St. Louis Blues
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17. _ Rosetta
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18. _ Lil' Liza Jane
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19. _ Suite Sioux
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20. _ Mellow Moods
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21. _ Untouchable
Its on and once again I come to you wit rough shit Game to bust shit when mutha fuckers wanna fuck wit The mastermind will bring it once I seen it in light Awaken by the sounds of niggas screamin' at night Cover your eyes I leave you face to face with your maker the time taker intend your mind so now I break ya No runnin' from it you should've ran before I done it cause now I got this loaded twelve gage against your stomach You scarred for life and your whole high life's invited burned alive its all for real so tonight I ignite and leave you all face down to die with no will to live I can see the fear in your eyes No warning surprise nigga I come for taking Your soul for satan watching' every move that your making Your sure mistaken if you a ho before I turn out Walking away I'll heat you up and leave you burnt out-nigga I'm hard to kill cause I refuse to die and can't no man born of woman alive kill me I'm Untouchable Un-touch a-ble out here baby (I'm untouchable) Un-touch a-ble out here baby (I'm unfuckable) Un-touch a-ble out here baby Un-touch a-ble out here baby It's danger I'm standin' in the footsteps of danger wit a loaded Mac 11 stripped wit rips in the chamber The anger I aim the barrel of the hanger deep into the mind of this mutha fuckin stranger I change ya outlook on living and I leave ya frozen starin' into space shakin' seizuring I told ya the southside niggas roll deep I showed ya the northside niggas don't sleep Ya beat I'm coming down shootin up your section you are now witnessing the gangster shit pure perfection I'm old school O.G. niggas know me from slanging' eightballs uncooked to moving whole keys Now why these niggas wanna test my skills I'm a killa and I chastise steel To mix and mingle with this millionaire status and send a mutha fucker to hell when he fuck with Brad-it's the killer instinct that never left me the southside still true to the game little lefty is back wit shit that mutha fuckers can't fade rhyming but still you mutha fuckers aint paid So how can one try to see the unseen Before you step your ass to the square know one thing It's closed curtain we leavin' mutha fuckers hurtin' It's Rap-a-Lot Mafia life we all workin' Punk we shut you down before you get it started You can hate it but I'm goin' get mines and that's regardless- bitch I got these niggas boo-hooin' like hoes Jealous of the game I obtain and I chose to exercise to the best of my ability It aint no mutha fuckin' kill me I'm Untouchable Un-touch a-ble out here baby (I'm untouchable) Un-touch a-ble out here baby Un-touch a-ble out here baby (Unfuckable) Un-touch a-ble out here baby more free lyrics |
22. _ Games Over
ft. Dr. Dre, Ice Cube, Too $hort [Intro: Too $hort] Man, what's up with these niggaz out here Mad at us cause we on top I love to see niggaz gettin money Better get it while the gettin is good Get it while you can, man And stop hatin me, fuckin with my shit cuz I got more hustle than you Get yours, get yours baby [Verse One: Dr. Dre] I'm seeing millions, niggaz dont understand know what? I'm makin moves, puttin cash behind plans to blow up, will he style like this everyday I parlay, sip Henne and Tanqueray stay in the mix like Alezay V.I.P., my shit parked valet on the prowl again to get honies familiar with the smile again some try to assault Dre, its still cavi I'm eatin steak while they struggle to break the slave mentality I givin livin definition long as my hearts tickin I fought and made the world listen Whatever fly Dr. Dre invented turn on the box and let my son watch these studio clowns on 60 inches I push a rover, shit platinum before the sessions over rap master with the Houston heat holder these playas best to get they shit in check cuz when I get my hustle on aint no playin with a full deck [Chorus: Ice Cube] Lord please, murda my enemies (Yeah) Burn em at a thousand degrees And lord please let me make mo cheese Cuz I aint quite ready to leave (No) [repeat 2X] [Verse Two: Scarface] Buck the whole world meant that, gotta stay strapped cuz 99.9 a niggaz, carry they gats Super fist fightin shit might come down to dyin When the time comes down for the tryin I got nine reasons why niggaz shouldnt step in my face with the nonsense, cause I'm always heated and you can taste this Audi little something out the seams a my trousers with no hesitation I got a team to come clown ya I down ya, so let your people know what they face with the type of individual thatll bomb a sub-station Kaboom! and everybody dies outside there aint no escapin the Reaper so dont try Go ahead, close ya eyes, who the next to step? Face down, hit, bleedin on the steps a death Check yo self, you just been invaded by true soldiers December 31st, 96 (the game is over) [Chorus] (I've got all my life to live, plus with all my love to give) [Verse Three: Dr. Dre, Scarface ] Smokin weed I never trail, I lead spendin dough, tripped the cost of a ride like it was pocket money, Gs but these are the things real playas do talkin shit is real things that the hatas do I'm namin you shit's thick, its time to run for shelter I kept the word, things could happen to marks like it was helter skelter Dear diary, I'm runnin outta pages Fadin, in and out, takin purple hazes The dazes, Revelations in the last stages Red skys institute, the silent horns playin I'm prayin with tears in my eyes Cuz I'm tryin to make it into eternal peace without dyin But they eyein my bank account with beams on my rover the killa failed to launch his attack (the game is over) [Chorus] more free lyrics |
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23. _ Chicken N' Dumplins
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24. _ Setembro (Brazilian Wedding Song)
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25. _ Money Makes the World Go Round
ft. Daz [Scarface:] Money makes the world go round Money makes me do all things I do Hang with my homies smoke weed drink brew Ride down Belford one deep and ?? crew And money makes the world go round Money makes the world go round Living in a mansion one day with my wife Stack me up some papers these days one night If wind stop blowing these days than my sight Winds start blowing I'm paid trump tight Got to have papers these days in my life I got to have paper these days of my life [Chorus: Repeat 6X] Money makes the world go round Without a doubt They all want to see about a clout They don't know Don't want to know or see what its about We faced with danger do any thing for the paper Scarred for life of the street mentality done made us Watch out for the snakes and fakes Out to take what's yours so prepare and beware Money makes the world go round for some niggers Money makes the world kill all niggers quicker Its reala, the haps The cheese, the scraps The cheddar, whatever you call it its all ??? [Chorus] [Daz:] Some people gots to have it Some really need it A lot might even sacrifice their life to retrieve it I see that money's good for me Money's good to me Money can't buy me love But it can rent me some pussy You get your hands on a little bit of it and before you know it You go crazy without, do strange things for it Although its made of paper, it don't grow on trees Unless you coming up blowin weed, while you smoke on tweeds You see money makes the world go round Makes the price of living go up Chances of living go down You see money makes the world go round If you ain't got it you nothing But when you come up than they hound you [Chorus] I take me a shit and try to gather my thoughts But where the southwest be, that's why I sip on a quart You see my mind is on a whole lot more than just rap You see you got to be something, until this rap shit happen Its been a long time since I got my hand on some cheese Its been addictive, my daughter can't get what she needs Shit is fucked up, you wonder why we rob and sell dope I go days without eating, it ain't because I snort coke Fool I'm broke, what's a good way to get paid these days Flip burgers, or lay your ass down and get sprayed Hey man I got to reason with ya Naw, fuck trying to reason I'm tired of struggling so now its hunting season I hope you understand by now what i'm thinking Get a bag of that dank, of the hemp and I'm steady drinking Contemplating on what should I do This nigga got G's, I'm talking about a hundred or two [Chorus] more free lyrics |
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