Global (Explicit)-Mac Dre/Dubee
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TXT Global (Explicit)-Mac Dre/Dubee 文本歌词
I been tryin to flip the script and take this rap thing to the next page
But the federalies got me travellin on _
Con Air_ like
I'm Nicholas
Cage Did 4 years, 4 months in the feds, but couldn't get no peace
Released from the belly of the beast, but the 'ralies put a ni**a on a leash
The rules and regulations they inflicted, had me restricted, paroled
Kept me from blowin bomb, knowin and
I'm hooked and addicted for sho'
Now how am
I to be an
MC when I can't get my travel on?
Can't bring no babby home, cause every morning
I'm gettin sweated by
Babylon The only way out is to max out and give these fools back they lease
F**k parole, probation, piss test and supervised release
I'm a bring a calendar, bounce, blow up like
Chernobyl
Kirk out and get mobile and do this thing global
Worldwide rompin, stompin in other nations
Blowin bomb with
Jamaicans, and sippin
Dom with them
Haitians Kickin major flows, have
Asian hoes, play the romp, maxin for 'ternity
Kick gravel, travel, see what they know about me in?
We be global
Touch land and that sand over the seas
Blew off of coco leaves, releasin verbal telekinese
For sheez, clickulate with players
Under the stairs, to the
Himalayas
Kinda thick, layer for layer
Sometimes
I sit and reminisce about life in '87
When I was doin my thug game, brain ten miles higher than heaven
One-track minded, blinded by the game and quick change
Not knowin across the way-way niggas were doin big thangs
And it's a shame, cause before
I hit the f-e-d's
I didn't know about them niggas in
Cuba and them sisters in
Belize Now
I'm curious - is
Belizan p**sy the bomb?
When they blow, do they hum, and how quick do they come?
Boy, it's time to hit the friendly skies and fly like a seagull
Post up in spots where the pot's good and legal
Eat tacos in
Mexico with cats named
Flaco And catch a red-eyed flight the same night to
Morocco Top-nacho, chasin superbad scrilla villains
Then bounce to the
Phillipines and get mo' head than guillotines
Boy, life ain't nothin but fat checks and head sex
So I'm a get mobile, stay global like
FedEx
I was a cell dweller, eatin
Top Ramen and sardines
Now it's Taiwanese
Japanese cuisine
Barefooted, fitted, sippin on sake
Blow on big hashis while
I feast on teriaki
International is how
I'm smashin, hoe
A cutthroat ni**a that will blast and roll
I took a trip to
Queens to see
Jazz and Preme
They had a ni**a blowin brown, said it wasn't no green
But that ain't no thang, cause in
Tacoma I blew bomb till
I was in a coma
And in Seattle my partner
Chilly Chill
Got that purple leaf dank that really real
I'm global, boy,
I be travellin
Gettin further in the air like a javelin
Chirpitch, kirkitch, finna bounce to
San Coy Mac
Dre, global, holler at your boy
Global (Explicit)-Mac Dre/Dubee 推荐歌曲
Rapper Gone Bad专辑下载
（1999-08-26）