Ain't Coming Down
(专辑: The Rose Tint - 2011)
[Hook] Got enough to go around what goes up ain't coming down Baby I'm running it light it up, light it up Puff that shit, if your girl playing fuck that bitch There's forks in the
road, but hands on the
wheel won't let it go Show you how, what goes up Ain't coming down, coming down [Verse 1] Swear I
don't' give a
damn, eighty five kilogram, 6
foot 2
complex of a
little man Always got something to prove nothing to lose Dudes just browsing the
net for something to do, I'm really not fucking with you If Ain't got no ambition bro then I'm cuttin you loose, it's like Chris Brown chuckin the
duece... when they saw YE.. on a
suit Tell your girl come fuck with the
dude NZ finest, king David bitch, NZ's highness I'm in harlem now that's NZ minus Still I'm giving New York NZ-itis That ill that sick that killer dog, make em all notice the D
like I'm Dilla dog your girl eyeing my D
like you been involved, it's Ray Allen for three I
can hit it dog Spittin on it anyone who think otherwise Why these other dudes stay writing lullabies Can't sleep on my shit keep you up at night, I
can't cut the
lights,would you love it right [Hook] Got enough to go around what goes up ain't coming down Baby I'm running it light it up, light it up Puff that shit, if your girl playing up, fuck that bitch There's forks in the
road, but hands on the
wheel won't let it go Show you how, what goes up Ain't coming down, coming down [Verse 2] They say I
got the
hemisphere on my shoulders, now couple dudes acting colder But I
got this rum and cola, so fuck that I
ain't paying no of mine Extend your arm to shake, I'll extend my arm for a
clothes line I
ain't got no time, music is the
slow grind Cosigns don't mean shit when it show time, sound so hungry dudes thinkin that I
don't dine, you ain't busy livin bro maybe you should go die Sounds harsh but I
got friends in hospital beds, who would give it all to have your problems instead So stop sweating the
small stuff all could be yours cuz, I'm tryin to find a
place to rest my head on the
tour bus I
do this for all us,shy half cast in the
class scared to try but don't wanna come last Who woulda thought man, mum thinks rappers just talking Yanks mention Oaktown when I
say Auckland, nah there ain't champagne bottes uncorking, I'm still on the
beers with a
couple of my horsemen Still doing the
half the
things, People just talking, running in the
shoes motherfuckers couldn't walk in [Hook] [Verse 3
Buckshot] The
life of a
hustler, street survivor I
have acomplished constant trials and tribulations my patience, prove...we are an oasis Face it Melaton mind criminal crime, peace on my head mean peace of mind when, I
don't gotta see no violence, read no violence Got....no island when I
say I
stay high in the
trees Eye on my enemies dying to squeeze, see OP see OG's and hope we OD for dope and more cheese, rats in traps they call traps perhaps they all black and back they own fact but, fall back don't fall off, fuck swag when you died and the
black bag hauled off Nine eleven dialing for heaven they wildin milk and honey its funny the
devil is smiling With a
smirk ...jerk.. get it work get it... [Hook]