Tytuł: Lollypopp katz

• Wykonawca: M.M.O.
• Wyświetleń: 314

  
   feat. Ill Knob
  
  [Intro: Pearl Handle]
  If your shit is hot, then it's hot
  If it's an original flow, watch you blow
  Keep it tighter than a knot, every show
  If it's not, let it go, see the top is a heavy load
  We need to step it up, step it up, ya'll cats, the truck up
  It's Pearl, Pearl Handles... uh, uh
  
  [Pearl Handle]
  Let's step it up with intelligence, growth and development
  We sufferin', some are reluctant to stop bustin'
  Hate is the most expensive indulgence, the greatest need is common sense
  Supreme math, teach us consciousness
  Black and dominant, check your documents
  Sports, Cablevision, Jackie Robinson to Iverson
  Court system, can't go margin' the Cochran
  Yes, shots spark in the roof top-ins
  Foul apartments, niggas is starvin'
  Water bugs and mouse droppings, opeds that once had name
  Straighter halls, praise the Lords, stickers in every door
  Footprint picture frames in every wall
  Now the play is AK's and sawed-offs
  Big pistols, nickel plated cronz hit you
  Rippin' you tissues, amputatin' your arms
  Hidin' warm symptoms, numbin' your system
  Handicap parked in the wheelchair emblem
  
  [Naisha]
  There's too much drinkin' and smokin', leads to fightin' and cursin'
  Jeeps worth to see the tour Suburban
  Even the body left the service, but what it takes
  The early wake, for niggas to advance stakes, and best cake
  More hate, leavin' bottles at wakes
  We all a victim of this every day chase
  Rhymes shaped, Riker's Island gates, Naisha one of the greats
  I see it in my baby face, black face my way
  Lettin' the aids to the presence of his day
  Can crime pay? Paper cliche, saw the skies to L.A.
  Up in cafe's, Holiday Inn's, the elegant
  Pretend, she laid in the Benz, a honey with friends
  Center of attraction, shorty playin' my direction
  Feelin' these ears and these eyes, payin' attention
  This goes for all the snitches, from New York to Sweden
  Life is what you make it, said Esco, I rock an S.O.
  Product of M.M.O., producin' the sick flow
  Hittin' them up with dope blow, that terrorize your side show
  And scream for more M.M.O.
  
  [Chorus: Triggnomm]
  These cats is lollypop, M.M.O. real hip hop
  Killa one dart, blood on your block, we crime swap
  Why your rhyme stop? High beam and lime squat
  Give me light, of beatin' the mic, I give you insight
  
  [Itchy-Fingas]
  Aiyo, my eyes open, vision a million when I wrote this
  Proceed caution, you take a toke and say it's potent
  Just stay focused and keep your burners in a holster
  These cats approach you, I make a menace of they culture
  Writin' exact, generate, money in stacks, for the whole summer
  I'm slumped in a bulletproof hummer
  Federal serve, observe, up in the telly in a hot tub
  We rock clubs, ya'll niggas better cop more Icebergs
  Hit ice and chains, niggas that ain't ice in your Range
  Where the pricey thing? I stop back and let your life hang
  Up in the zone, press chrome against flesh and bones
  I see ya'll niggas ain't ready, the more guns, the merry
  Put rhymes, confetti style, turn fed the criminal
  Hit your general, four times, spread him around
  
  [Ill Knob]
  Who be the thug criminal, hit you hard with the subliminal
  Individual, Ill Knob, with the visual
  Attack, where my niggas at? Watch your step, don't forget
  We be rollin' deep like, beauty when she sleep through
  Snow White with your seven dwarfs, slash, faggot ass, little maggot ass
  Beat you down and drag your ass
  What you talkin' bout, snitched on my man and took the walk about
  Outline your sketch on the pavement, what's the talk about?
  The murder rap, couldn't beat the case, cause you heard the rap
  Chewin' on the telephone wires, at the Burger Shack
  5-0 rush in the lab, paraphernalia down the toilet
  Everything was good, 'til niggas spoiled it
  The foul underhanded ways'll get your ass clapped
  Ga Bow nigga, blaow nigga, where you runnin' now, nigga?
  
  [Chorus 2X]
  
  [Interlude: Triggnomm]
  These cats is lollypop, lollypop cats
  M.M.O., official, operation, all upon cooperation
  Russ Prez on the track, never wiz-ack
  Mac to your biz-ack, what nigga, lollypop cats
  M.M.O. real hip hop, Klik Ga Bow cats, foul cats, A.T.L. cats
  
  [Chorus]