Winta Sno-Mathematics

歌手 : Mathematics
专辑 : The Problem
语种 : 英语
时长 : 03:37

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TXT Winta Sno-Mathematics 文本歌词

Winta Sno - Mathematics
If you got something to say
Why don't you just come out and say it
Brother's grave hey let me tell you something
Kna what I mean we up in here man
Favorite the rapper
Of favorite the rapper
Like my ni**a Ali Vegas would say
You know what I'm ayin
If your ghost writer's ghost writer ask around
When the wind blows
And we know you ain't gon' find ya way home
Storm gets cold
Try'nna see through rain hail sleet snow
When the wind blows
Tell me
You ain't gon' find ya way home
Storm gets cold
Try'nna see through rain hail sleet snow
From off the devil's ledge
Come the throughbread
Dagger double edge
Hammer sledge
Can't be no rap Quentin Tarantino
Rhymin' like G and Nino
I'm convinced I'm the best
Spittin' none to less
F**k the rest I'm unimpressed
Don't make me get the gun and vest
And make examples
I used to make samples
And pass them out
Now I keep the ratchet by the pillow
When I'm crashin' out
So I'm never caught sleepin'
Get caught creepin' and that a** is out
Eyeslow's the name the ruger to your brain
Left a blood stain on the passenger side of your range
F**k the games
The circle dot dot and the cootie shots
I leave my tooly cocked
And strip a game to his booty socks
When the wind blows
Tell we you ain't gon' find ya way home
Storm gets cold
Try'nna see through rain hail sleet snow
When the wind blows
Tell me you ain't gon' find ya way home
Storm gets cold
Try'nna see through rain hail sleet snow
I play the block like Elgin do
They said they could die young
That make me eligible
My baby brother said when you on top
Niggaz intend to wanna put lead in you
But when you on the bottom
Niggaz wanna step on you
I told 'em don't worry
I'm two guns ahead of you
But when you shining again
They wanna rep with you
They say you are what you eat
So ya'll can't blame me
This year I turn brolic niggaz into vegetables
And my back against the wall
And I'm brawlin'
You act hard and I'm stallin'
Streets ain't come with caller ID's
So I couldn't see when God was callin'
The odds was fallin'
Grab two arms and clap and applaude and look
Y'all want problems
Ya'll welcomed like the door mat
Ya'll bore cats with your store bought raps
And ya'll had to study my format ya'll want war
Ya'll ain't ready for war yet
Yea you rich but you can't
Really afford that
You ain't study your forty eight laws yet
Plus I got the blueprints
To where you snore at
See how these critics do
They get critical
Then they get political
One line can get rid of you
They say I chase the top two
Well if this is true
Wouldn't I have to remove the paper
To fill in the picture drew
You niggaz do like these chickens do
Sit around and gossip
Like ya'll ain't got sh*t to do
I'm startin' to think
It's not what I say but the sh*t I do
No record out
Still my digits grew
Niggaz sayin' Veg' signed to Motolla nope
Get your rumors straight
Vegas is signing Motolla
I think it's about time that I told ya
I spend so much time in the Rover
F**k the beat
I rhyme to the motors
Sittin' on 20's providing I own 'em
The flow's low like I was rhyming in shoulder
Then I speed it up gotta pardon me ya'll
I was dippin' from traffic
At the time that I wrote 'em
Ya'll know 'em you wanna shine
Your best bet is to stand in the sun
Not a blood or a crip like vendetta in the slum
I don't give pounds
Unless I'm handing them guns
And I don't weigh back
When I'm brandishin' one
To understand where I'm going
You gotta understand where I'm from
And ya'll ain't understanding me huh
Somewhere down the line
I guess we got loss
But I'mma stay hood
Like cold chicken and hot sauce
So whose consumin' the throne
I put two in your dome
The only time my niggaz work
Is for funeral home
Cuz they'll body kids
I cried when they body B I G
And I'mma hold Queens down
Just like John Gotti did what
When the wind blows