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Tunesmith : AZ, Nas |
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We bigger than the Jews.. |
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bigger than the Irish.. |
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you can run the whole fuckin country! |
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YOU could be the next John D. Rockerfeller |
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"Nobody noticed us, nobody gave a shit.. |
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but the bigger we get, |
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the more we're TAKING from other people.." |
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Yo, in a mahogany, black scenery |
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that was lightning and rain drops |
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I'm tied up in the basement cocaine spot like Bangkok |
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I'm blindfold, Vietnam type mind control this torture |
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His accent sounds like the rarest culture |
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Askin me, my atrophy stabbin me gradually |
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Says his attribute, was satanic, masonic, ironic |
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I felt reminded of my fast life ventures |
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and winters, blinded til the flashlight enters |
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Yo Dunm, before the sun set |
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Call connect get all the tech's |
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I'm vexed, this nigga stall for sex |
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Lost respect, let's off his neck |
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My calibre, got me thinkin on a higher algebra |
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See me I'm just as foul as ya |
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but you ain't got no style in ya |
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I'm into bigger cheddar, G's and better, Armarett-ah's |
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Armani sweaters, plus these crabs could never dead us |
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Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide |
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You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi |
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You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride |
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to them pearly white gates, watch that suicide |
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Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide |
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You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi |
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You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride |
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to them pearly white gates, watch that suicide |
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Now government official |
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Got you sippin Cristal in crystal |
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You fish you foul so you fell and took your fam witch u |
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I'm out to get you, guaranteed every shell'll hit you |
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Plus I'm on some shit too |
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Layin down whose-ever witchu |
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Mafioso, the New York City 90's era Sosa |
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AZ, you know my culture |
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Now my wolves is out to ghost ya |
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Scent of a rose on the graveyard for real now |
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The stakes is up a half a mil now |
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I tried to grab him with his shield down |
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Four walked in, they're crazy paid up |
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Sharp but straight up |
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Gators from Barbados, never seen nobody play those |
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Lay-Low's what they called him, his head baldin |
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Sippin cappucino, spilled on his silk suits, was scaldin |
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Laugh was vulgar, canvas paintings of the Isatollah |
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And on his arm he wore a priceless vulture |
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Tobacco pipe smoker, Escobar your life is over |
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Justify the righteous nova |
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Bullets flew out his right shoulder |
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Corpse leavin a foul odor, The Firm Volume 1 adjourned |
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Bring it to a closure |
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Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide |
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You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi |
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You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride |
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to them pearly white gates, watch that suicide |
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Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide |
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You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi |
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You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride |
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to them pearly white gates, watch that suicide |
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So now you're rollin wit us, |
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like co-defendents, no phony business |
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So know the difference - from supreme solo |
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it's the styles ancient as Moses scriptures |
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It's Latin Kings, Black Kufis, and White Jesters |
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amongst us |
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Crime invades the minds of youngsters |
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Where it's pitch black they can't see you |
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Godfather 3, fallin for dead, in a cathedral |
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Now you're forced to listen |
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I got the mind of a grad from Princeton |
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Play your position, or soon you'll be lost and missin |
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It's far from fiction |
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My presence is like that of a christian |
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With ammunition puttin states under submission |
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Street addiction, got me tied in thorough with buroughs |
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Still in the ghetto, but in the cut where it's mellow |
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Incognito, on the lee-low, like Carlito |
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Cause we know, niggaz don't really want us to see doe |
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You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride |
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to them pearly white gates, watch that suicide |
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Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide |
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You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi |
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You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride |
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to them pearly white gates, watch that suicide |
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Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide |
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You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi |
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You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride |
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to them pearly white gates, watch that suicide |
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Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide |
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You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi |
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You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride |
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to them pearly white gates, watch that suicide |
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Mo money, mo murder, mo homicide |
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You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi |
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You never know it might just be yo' time you take yo' ride |
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to them pearly white gates, watch that suicide |
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Homicide, mo homicide |
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Mo suicide, mo homicide.. |
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Born alone, die alone.. |
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Born alone, die alone.. |
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Born alone, die alone.. |
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Born alone, die alone.. |
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All alone in this wilderness |
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Who can figure life as ill as this? |
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My vision's blurred from guerilla's mist |
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Gun sprays, trey's left a portion of my crew in graves |
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Niggaz that would screw in ways unknown to these dudes today |
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Intelligence, kept us all away from state evidence |
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cause it's evident, this world is controlled on dead presidents |
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Never hesitant, I'm soulless, filled with coldness |
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Born to uphold this til I'm left dead from oldness |
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Born alone, die alone.. |
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Born alone, die alone.. |
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Born alone, die alone.. |
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Born alone, die alone.. |
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Born alone, die alone.. |
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Born alone, die alone.. |
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作曲 : AZ, Nas |
