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Rock & Roll
(专辑: IIcons - 2002)
[Intro: Treach (Method Man)] And y'all thought it was over (Nah nah it ain't over 'til the
fat bitch sings my nigga) We ready to Rock & Roll God damn it? (Fuck Yeah) Dirty Jers'/New Jerusaluem (Shaolin) Naughty by Nature motherfuckers (Wu-Tang my niggaz) Grab your hat bitch (C'mon!) [Hook: Method Man] Dum-dum-dum there they go [x4] [Treach] Gettin the
realism, stating the
great prism Journalism, the
Moses writing, graffitti on the
state prison Hard to steal, last year, slash a
pop hit Hate related, he's the
closest that I
lost since Pac (Tupac) Got the
glock blown, ready to Rock & Roll Give me a
shot that go up the
most Cop the
blow, nock us no Finger fuck the
fair place, that's in the
stairway Gut a
motherfucker, gotta die to get airplay If I
can't spray the
airwaves, like a
great AK You stay where you lay babe, "fuck you" is what I
dare say Hating niggaz cuz it ain't passion for rapping or axing So sell extortion and jacking, what's happenin'? What's that? The
clapping, they'rekidnapping Sergeants and Captains I'll be macking and acting like a
nigga scratching for super passion (Blap! Blap! Blap! Blap! Blap! C'mon!) [Chorus: Treach (Method Man)] Rotten and dazed cuz I
may not be here tomorrow (eye-ee-eye, eye-ee-eye) World feel the
sorrow, click clack, blah blah blah bloaw yo Bullets in, barrels off, urban apparel Like I
told you before, click clack, blah blah blah bloaw yo Ready to Rock & Roll (bum bum bum bum bum) {Ready to Rock & Roll} Ready to Rock & Roll (bum bum bum bum bum) {Ready to Rock & Roll} Ready to Rock & Roll (bum bum bum bum bum) {Ready to Rock & Roll} [Method Man] M.C.'s have the
right to remain silent Everything you say can and will be held against y'all punk muh'fuckers And Mef can only trust ya as far as I
can see ya Me need ya? That'll be the.. day, ya bustas Son suffer, the
consequences, for asking Competition get an ass kicking so tremendous I
throw my draws in it Who representing for The
Projects tennants since Day One? Shit is getting deep out here, run your garments son Like niggaz when the
police department come Yes y'all, Mef y'all, stank ass an' all I'm too off the
hook it don't make no sense to call 1-900-Eat-shit, I
get get my cobra cock Might death blow, close your eye [Chorus] [Redman] Ready to Rock & Roll, I
lock your load I
blow the
block some mo' Undercover like selling cops some blow Bring a
pain killer, my name ring a
bell Orangutang, I
throw it up like gang members Crunk as fuck, walking in with the
pump tucked Punks get it nigga, we even jump sluts How 'bout a
dump truck selling 2
for 5
I
ride with tools I
made out of school supplies I
show you it's not serious for y'all Trouble, I
got a
phone on my wrist to call (bubble) You niggaz know when you pissed 'em off I
turn gorilla with football equipment on Cla-cloaw-cla-cloaw, I'm 'bout to tap ya foul Danger, when the
last Rotten Rascal out Hang up, phone calls ain't gon' happen now An' I'm straight facing, you niggaz can't ask around [Chorus x2]
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