Mobb Deep lyrics
Mobb Deep lyrics
"Clap lyrics"
Swatting At Flies lyrics
The only thing I ever made in my life was a fistThe only thing that ever proved that I existBroken glass looks best when the sun's goin downTake it from me, I'm broken tooAnd there's lots of us aroundLike swatting at flies till they cover the floorLike pulling teeth, tie the string, and slam the doorLike the time I fell in love into someone elseLike the time I complained about the cards I've been dealtLike they say when it rains you know it always pours Like hearing no again and slamming of doorsI've been alone, I've been together, I'd bee
clapThe only thing I ever made in my life was a fistThe only thing that ever proved that I existBroken glass looks best when the sun's goin downTake it from me, I'm broken tooAnd there's lots of us aroundLike swatting at flies till they cover the floorLike pulling teeth, tie the string, and slam the doorLike the time I fell in love into someone elseLike the time I complained about the cards I've been dealtLike they say when it rains you know it always pours Like hearing no again and slamming of doorsI've been alone, I've been together, I'd bee
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[Havoc]
yo
some niggas need the henny to endure the drama
all I need is informtion on your crib and armour
when it comes to creepin niggas know that I'm the father
need guns get your own gas and never charter
like a fucked up barber I push your wig farther
pull strings have you gettin clapped and things
my gat is freaky to lick more than any shorty's tongue ring
any nigga threatenin my life's a done deal
watch a bitch get her filll then she snitch and squeal
blow a nigga have em leakin to the court of appeal
serchin for Hav is like a search through fog
how you like to make a last pit stop at the morgue
niggas wanna spread their wings then I'm clippin em off
niggas wanna spread rumours I shoot their mouth off (uh-huh uh-huh)
and clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
[Havoc]
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
and clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
bust th
Push lyrics
Little girl don't you forget her face Laughing away your tears When she was the one who felt all the pain Little girl never forget her eyes Keep them alive inside I promise to try -- it's not the same Keep your head held high -- ride like the wind Never look behind, life isn't fair That's what you said, so I try not to care Little girl don't run away so fast I think you forgot to kiss -- kiss her goodbye Will she see me cry when I stumble and fall Does she hear my voice in the night when I call Wipe away all your tears
at, gimme that, nigga get clappedLittle girl don't you forget her face Laughing away your tears When she was the one who felt all the pain Little girl never forget her eyes Keep them alive inside I promise to try -- it's not the same Keep your head held high -- ride like the wind Never look behind, life isn't fair That's what you said, so I try not to care Little girl don't run away so fast I think you forgot to kiss -- kiss her goodbye Will she see me cry when I stumble and fall Does she hear my voice in the night when I call Wipe away all your tears
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
and clap a nigga in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
[Prodigy]
yo yo
you bout to be another dead rapper but who know
maybe its us, maybe its them other crews
we'll see, til then,
all I know is how to get the guns in
and give it to a nigga good when he startin
fuck that, fuck y'all, fuck all of this shit
you better protect that bar, i'll murder that kid
you got jokes but ain't nobody over here laughin
all you get is standin ovation with mack 10's
?? and more shit we applaud it
niggas runnin wit cops, scared to go to war with
some real rap niggas, we'll catch you at the source awards
from gettin at this nigga, pardon my force
you better get from around that nigga or you catchin it too
your power is no match for my strength of wolves
nigga we came into this game on this drama shit
more money more murder thats how we live it
more diamonds more guns is the beginnin
more of this gangsta shit can wear you out
niggas see my gold max and you went all out (uh-huh uh-huh)
i clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
[Havoc]
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
and clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
[Havoc]
degree in drama knowledge
you nigga just pay the homage
you niggas should be abolished
for that rappin ass garbage
to me, you just a target, easy to hit
with that loud bark stevie wonder couldn't even miss
then its 1, 2, 3, baby boy you gettin hit
and ripped, like a whole bitch, by the vultures
rusty ass germs niggas already know this
kill who you run with, in charge off who you die with
prada'd up, gucci'd up, died on some fly shit
regulate a wig split a little nigga big nigga
any nigga kill you your man to the pen shit
so fuck niggas they ain't on my level cos I been did it
talk about cliques most infamous run with it
catch your body's ??, most niggas sick with it
and clap a nigga in the first degree
[Prodigy]
aiyyo fall back, step back, we built to last
Brand New Funk lyrics
[Fresh Prince] It's new, it's out of the ordinary It's rather extrordinary, so yo bust this commentary A literary, genius, and a superior beat creator have come together, and we made a musical composition which we think is a remedy to cure all the dance floors that's empty You wanna dance? We got what you want Jazzy Jeff and Fresh Prince bustin out with the brand new funk It was kind of an accident, the way that it happened One day I was rappin, and on the beat, Jeff was backin me up And all of a sudden, he brought in a cut And I dropped my microphone and said,
get back, move back, this is that smash[Fresh Prince] It's new, it's out of the ordinary It's rather extrordinary, so yo bust this commentary A literary, genius, and a superior beat creator have come together, and we made a musical composition which we think is a remedy to cure all the dance floors that's empty You wanna dance? We got what you want Jazzy Jeff and Fresh Prince bustin out with the brand new funk It was kind of an accident, the way that it happened One day I was rappin, and on the beat, Jeff was backin me up And all of a sudden, he brought in a cut And I dropped my microphone and said,
this is that murder you niggas get bucked
your image gets shattered your bitches get fucked
we Mobb Deep anytime we stomp niggas out
or I might catch you all on myself and spaz out
how heavy it plays out, you niggas is assed out
take yourself to the first safe house and lock it down
so we wildin, for two thousand and two poundin
any nigga out runnin with their mouth bound em
guns clap security be callin for back up
? bullets drop leavin them bagged up
why we mash in a jag truck, with the 22's
they spin like how the 44 spun on you (uh-huh uh-huh)
and clap you niggas in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
[Havoc]
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
and clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped
and clap a nigga in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh)