Negus
(专辑: Imperius Rex - 2017)
Mister nigga Nigga... Nigga... Nigga... (nigga) Stand up if you're a
nigga [Sean Price:] Stupid nigga Sean, super nigga, uh Pop, pop, pop, I'm shooting at your moms I
ain't writing ahead I
aim right for your head Nigga, murder, death, kill Sex, money, mayhem Mourning murder with a
weapon, step into the
A.M Believe in me, pah, the
same way you believe in your God Whether it's Allah, Jesus or Master Fard I
mash up the
bars, plastered ratchets splatter your car Vehicular homicide, fuck's the
matter with y'all? I
will pop your noodle If I
don't do it then Rock will shoot you One smack in your lung bag Backpack rapper strapped with crack in my bookbag I'm a
nigga, that's what niggas do now Wouldn't you like to be a
nigga, just like who? P
Stand up if you're a
nigga [Ike Eyez:] Yo, ghetto rock stars Guns, no guitars Throw some blow on the
table Bitches dancing on the
bar Nefertiti on the
cable, piff coming out my pores Riff full of sniff, got you twitching at the
jaws Went from dodging D's to the
Florida Keys Secrets keep me from sleeping, I
need more sour D's Fine tapestry at the
gala in Napa Sallie had a
one-track mind to be the
queen of a
trapper Fuck rap, I
tuck packs in my briefs That wack shit go against my beliefs LT on the
LP, iron on the
mic "Who the
fuck is Ike Eyez?" Nigga, fuck you likewise I
ain't shit, my daddy wasn't either My mama told me different but I
never really believed her We just wanted to be B-Boys, the
ABC's of being a
D-Boy In Buck Town, if you down with Ruck, you Ruck down Stand up if you're a
nigga [MF DOOM:] Pa'l carajo, cantaso Vil, you know the
drill, mad drool then gargajo Shoot the
loogie, they super boujee Gobsmack dab right cheekbone, gooey, groovy Absolutely yucky and out your league, buddy Before you take a
stab at it, think deep and study Or get your crown spun around like Black Hawk Down Surrounded by the
neighbors who can hate you 'til the
ground in town Then freak show, never no beef though Deepthroat their coquito back and forth then, free throw Failed intention, prepare the
trench and henchmen They all eat quite well, vacations, pensions Gotten hoarse from yelling, "Fore!" on the
golf course Scream boat, then sped off in a
drop Porsche DOOM on your hot sauce, take you out to deep water Group hug, who know the
next time you'll see your daughter Real slaughter Stand up if you're a
nigga