Elimination-The Law

歌手 : The Law

专辑 : Distorted Anthems from the Suburbs

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:44

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TXT Elimination-The Law 文本歌词

Elimination - The Law

(feat. MC Ren)

"can I get a little time man, can I get some time"

no, no, time is expired mothaf**kers

Do you know motherf**kers need to get the f**k up off our back "yeah"

Cause you know A.T.L ain't never going out like that "Black Mafia Life"

I am the Coooooold 187

Yo, and I'ma do a little somethin' like this

Now see some try to label me a psychopath

Cause I think the sh*t is funny when I'm bustin' on a fool's a**

It don't matter, (sh*t's out the Glock)

Cause ain't no names on a bullet in a shootout

The way I think is kinda strange you would guess

But nowadays it's like the motherf**kin' wild west

One come up, put you six feet under

And do it so fast I'll make everybody wonder

Yo? Where he go, where he been, where he at

They find you in the alley with a .38 slug in your back

Cooold, waiting for the meat wagon

I put two in your head to let you know it wouldn't lack

Straight Mafia style is kinda crazy

Nooooooh, the motherf**ker didn't fade me

Yo, so tell your homie, tell your clique, tell your gang

Then we can go cap for cap, or we could throw them thangs

But in a heated scrap when things are cookin'

One of my homies might bust when you ain't lookin'

And now they saying that them niggaz be trippin

But just like we say in the hood "don't get caught slippin"

So I stay strapped, even though I rap

When I step, see, the old punks and new jacks

They still wanna get a rep

But I'll be that motherf**ker just like the Grim Reaper

But a little bit cheaper

So fool, you better get your sh*t together

Cause if you f**k with 87 he will hunt you forever

Yeah, and that's how you deal with them punk motherf**kers...

Ha ha ha, yo..yo KMG "What's up my ni**a"

What's up man?

This is the process "The process of what?"

Process of Elimination "yeah"

Eliminatin' all fools that don't understand the

Black Mafia sound "hell yeah"

Let me let 'em have it

You see, you could just label me the undertaker

Cause I speed up your chance for you to meet your maker

See, Judgement Day has come

You're being tried by a black-A**-Ni**a that's pulled many triggas

Sh*t, I'm the jury and I'm also the judge

For this I'm around, I can't show much love

Here's a vision: I'm a motherf**kin' assassin

Fools I clip keeps me clockin' a grip

So I lay low then I wait for a connection

"Surveillance ain't sh*t to us without police protection"

Cause when niggaz got a gun "yeah"

Motherf**kers better run

Cause there's one more thing that's worse than a black man rappin'

And that's another ni**a cappin'

Cause when brothers were slaves, if a ni**a had a gat

He woulda f**ked all the hoes and took the white man's sack

But this is the 90's and what's really going on?

We jackin' marks for their title, they ends and they zones

Give a pimp a little paper, he's a politician

Anything's possible, call me Alouitious

Sh*t, this is a potion to sip and don't hurl

A Black Mafia bullet from the underworld

So if you scared of the rhymes and you ain't really used to us

You a black guillotine, the motherf**kin' executioners

Yeah, Now let a real G from the real niggaz eliminate a few fools...

yeah, MC Ren in here, you know what I'm sayin'?

All about that Black Mafia Life

With A.T.L you know I'm livin' like a hustler

I'm the real ni**a number 1

Yo, we about to do somethin' right here so check this out

It goes like this... check it.

The process of elimination

The real ni**a number one

I'll get the motherf**kin' job done

Because my voice is like a defensive line

You beggin' for me to come with it because

I'm attacking you with the rhyme

Because MC Ren'll talk the days of wayback

And how I had niggaz on they backs

Getting f**ked like a hoe in the back of a six-fo'

And sucking dicks like tricks

I only hang with G's, Cause they don't give a diznamn

To make it clear, they don't give a damn

I used to wear black but the sh*t got played

From the biting-A**-Niggaz that I slayed

For trying to walk the path that I walk in

And 90% of 'em try to talk how I be talkin'

Yo, but they can't get that cause Ren ain't wit that

And niggaz in L.A. you need to quit that

So get your mouth off my family jewels

Cause playin' with Ren, you ain't f**kin' wit rules

It's every ni**a for himself when I'm known to start to swing

Cause it ain't nothing but a thing

Or I can make it happen quick and put a bullet to your chest

So I can speed up the process...

Hey yo, KM.G "What's up"

why don't tell these niggaz what time it is in '91

Yeah, there it is

The straight gangster sh*t on the motherf**kin' hit

The Black Mafia sound from the motherf**kin' underground

Cussin' and bussin'

Lettin the underground have it

There it is!

And yo, this is MC Ren

Real ni**a number one

Gettin' the job done, yo!

And everybody out there, they know what time it is

Tell 'em what's up

Yo this is Cooooooooold 187

Yo, you know I'm doing the mad-A**-Gangster sh*t always

That's how I gets paid

Yo, we gotta sign off and we outta here... yeah...

Now that's how you kill somebody my brother

You get right up on the motherf**ker, and BOO-YAA!

Blow his brains all over the sidewalk in broad daylight...