Tytuł: Co-Defendant

• Wykonawca: Wu Tang Clan
• Wyświetleń: 302

[Chorus: Hell Razah]
  You got my back, I got your front
  From the start to finish
  Goin out altogether cause we're co-defendants
  Take my back, got your front
  From the start to finish
  Goin out altogether cause we're co-defendants
  Got your back, take my front
  From the start to finish
  Goin out altogether cause we're co-defendants
  Got my back, got your front
  From the start to finish
  Goin out altogether cause we're co-defendants
  
  [Shyheim]
  I'm a N.W.A. with nineteen shot glizzy
  I'm all thugged and Krazyie, Layzie, Flesh, Wish and Bizzy
  I'm too wild, you don't wanna see my act up
  Police gotta call the national guard for back up
  My shit don't stink, I never touch my link
  Shyheim never sleepin, my eyes just cheat me
  And my army moves same, same
  
  [Hell Razah]
  Stick him for his mink
  Yall niggaz on some frontin shit, amped off a drink
  Money like to bring truck, bomb you till you faint
  I roll with top rank, soon to judge the angels sing
  
  [Shyheim]
  I'm ghetto like ?sun-do?, Wu-Tang Clansman
  We banned from the tunnel,
  
  [Hell Razah]
  We're scorin touchdowns, well yall wack rappers fumble
  
  [Shyheim]
  And talk about the projects, we never see you come through
  Catch em at their shows, their hidin in a limo
  
  [Hell Razah]
  We claimin Donnie Brasco, black Robert Deniros
  We're dirty street heros in the six double zeros
  
  [Shyheim]
  Benz, glocks with the infer-red lenses
  Money over bitches, like P, I'm infamous
  
  [Hell Razah]
  Thoughts is infinte, me and Shy run together
  Like the current census
  
  [Shyheim]
  We're co-defendants, society's menace
  I became a Jon Doe, so I be printed
  
  [Chorus: Shyheim]
  
  [Hell Razah]
  Aiyyo, it's war faces, I see outside the court cases
  See the first chapter become the bone body fracture
  I roll with player haters, down to mat rafters
  Out to put the gat to anybody playin after
  Climbin up ?Jacken's? latter, the common factor
  Red hook, never shake hooks or get you shit took
  Black hook indian givers with a sick hook
  
  [Shyheim]
  Hit with the book, I was hit with the book
  I'm a walkin timebomb, I smoke weed to keep me calm
  It's like she said, "I'm a bad mother fucker"
  When she read my palms, I did armed fuckin felony
  And with my moms tellin me, a twenty-seven D.V.D.
  For reals and mad man, in a instant a raider
  Is where we stash the grills
  It's all about the hundred dollar bills, Nigga what
  If shorty pushes you big, I stick it in her butt
  
  [chorus x2: both]