It's Mine-Mobb Deep
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TXT It's Mine-Mobb Deep 文本歌词
It's Mine - Mobb Deep (强力暴徒二人组)
Hahahaha
HAH hahahahh Huh yo, you know it
Infamous ninety-nine
(infamous ninety-nine)
(Hahahaha) Infamous two thousand
(Ain't nuttin but thugs over here baby)
AHHH hahahaha hahaha HAH haha
Yo... straight thugs on this side
It's do or die to the death
Like the terminal ill takin they last breath
Read your last rites
God, forgive me
For the sin I'm about to commit
Takin a life
Kill or be killed, rather that
Than somebody else
Readin my will you feel what I feel,
You know the deal
Keep the infrared next to my bed,
One in the head
Hearin noises, dead tired,
Eyes bloodshot red
Sleep with half closed eyelids
Some say it's strange,
Sometimes that's how strange life get
Go easy on the bottle,
*s love to see when
*s slippin off point,
On the strength they bet
Scopin your ice, appraisin it
Like the Diamond District Jeweler
With they hand on the biscuit
Do ya, wanna get caught lifted;
Or sober, so you can react quick?
Blow you off the atlas as
If I caught you f**kin my wife
On my thousand dollar mattress
It's the world that I live in, Q.B. made me
A moms that loved me
And a pops that raised me
Y'all need to give it up..
We don't give a f**k..
What y'all *s want thug,
Life, is, mine
Y'all need to give it up.
Cause we don't give a f**k..
What y'all *s want thug,
Life, is, mine
I got the style of a still-born child,
I'm ill
If it's beef, poke him with the fork,
Make sure he's done well
The streets raised me crazy,
Now I'm immune to it
So when they start shootin,
We don't stop the music
Keep it moving that's how we do it
(c'mon, c'mon Dunn)
Been through more drama than the Baldwins,
You still crawlin
(Still crawlin) Apply street rules to the office,
High performance
Rap author, made millions off of melodic,
Hypnotic productions
That'll f**k with your conscience a
Nd touch your emotions
You feel me? I'll write a graphic page
Escort *s to they grave,
Relate to the projects
We the black Mobb,
It gets deeper than rap music
It's more real than any words I can muster
Pull the black Cadillac trucks up (What?)
Hop out them *s like what?
Y'all *s can't touch us
Y'all need to give it up..
We don't give a f**k..
What y'all *s want thug,
Life, is, mine
Y'all need to give it up.
Cause we don't give a f**k..
What y'all *s want thug,
Life, is, mine
Silk shirts on my chest show what a flirt
Halle Berry blew a kiss
At the Barbara Streisand concert
Silk pants colored pink,
Gators match gangster musical thing
And I'll front like my
Doo doo don't stink
Instinct like Cuba Gooding
Steppin out the latest toy
Hazard lights blinkin, gators hit the floor
Everybody watch the red carpet entrance,
Cameras flashin
Just to think, that was yesterday's action
Cause today goes either way
We came a long way
From hallway steps
And hand-me-down sh*t
F**k my foes, I seen the other side,
NexTel cell roam
Call the chopper phone,
Heliport in my home
Quincy Jones posters
Wake up, guns under my pillow,
I can't talk around chauffeurs
Sh*t is better than a novel,
Autobiographic
Spit it on tracks, it becomes classic
Start some, make my heart pump,
Spark one, I'm God son
NAStradamus, last one
To blast one when the NARC's come
Know how to leave anything in thirty seconds
When you feel the heat, comin
And flee with the murder weapon
I'll release one, shot you deceased,
Learn your lesson
Your flesh turn to maggots, bastards,
You past it
Cremate your flesh to ashes
You don't need a suit, no wake,
No funeral, and no casket
Y'all need to give it up..
We don't give a f**k..
What y'all *s want thug,
Life, is, mine
Y'all need to give it up.
Cause we don't give a f**k..
What y'all *s want thug,
Life, is, mine
The, life, is, mine
The, life, is, mine
The, life, is, mine
Ill Will..