Dead Or Alive
(专辑: Full Metal Jackit: The Mixtape Volume II - 2004)
It's No Tamin Aye, I
want you to sip your drink if you got one And go up to a
nigga you don't like, and hit his punk ass! And say, "No Tamin, bitch!" 'Cause we 'bout to go What's up, let's go, Freddie Gibbs! These motherfuckers gon' respect my rhymes They think that I'm a
pretty boy, they like to rap about them girls all the
time They be hating on my shit, 'cause they shit don't sell I'm way ahead of most niggas, they don't spit this well If the
real shit is dead, then I'm bringing it back Even if I
gotta piss some niggas off when I
rap My nigga Dove said I'm stepping on a
lot of niggas' toes But I
let 'em know that I
respect a
lot of niggas' flows But a
lot of niggas don't deserve the
love that I
gave to 'em Especially when they don't give it back, I
bring the
pain to 'em Man, I
don't give a
fuck about a
nigga ego I'm tryna stack my paper like De Niro in Casino Like Nicky Tarantino, my tolerance is zero Cross one of my people, it's, "Adios, amigo" Uh, they wanna take me out this game, nigga, no way I
go against the
grain and beat my case like O. J
Yeah, dead or alive, baby Dead or alive, I
be the
hottest nigga in the
streets Straight up, man, the
haters want me gone Real niggas wanna hear me, you know what I'm sayin'? These motherfuckers don't cooperate until you throw some dollars at 'em Man, I'm tired of talking to these niggas, Vicious, holler at 'em The
most inconsiderate, most belligerent These flows is ignorant; yours, insignificant You niggas get annihilated when you violate the
rap code, the
essence These flows is epic Yo boy is reckless, my legacy is bigger than the
motherfucking hemisphere You niggas stuck like Gilligan And I'll kill again; just because the
barrel dusty Don't think I
won't leave you stressed with yo apparel, buddy I'm a
terror, buddy; rap's [?] Lyrically, you malnourished, niggas really bore me You tell stories of how sick you are Bitch, you get no cigar 'Cause lyrically, I
insinerate you bitches Penetrate you bitches watch your hoes like disintegrate, you bitches So next time, you better step and guess your mission 'Fore [?] Freddie Gibbs and Vicious, bitches! Yeah this real shit, man, No Tamin Freddie, [?] Yo, they want me dead or alive, man I'm just getting started in this game I
ain't begin to play with you faggots yet, man It's coming, this the
'04, '05 Freddie Gibbs, Vicious, masters of the
Midwest Finger Roll, No Tamin, we doing this Fuck you niggas, take it how you wanna take it What up, nigga, this is Finger Roll, you know what I'm sayin'? The
nigga that you love to hate, motherfucker The
one that you see on the
back of them CD covers, motherfucker The
one that you open up The
one that looking at yo yo favorite fucking artist while He's being recorded, nigga I'm the
fucking one! Let's do that shit, nigga The
one that's doing the
beats on the
streets, nigga Call me Mr. G.I. if you wanna call it Mr. Indiana, that's how it's going down, nigga No Tamin, what it is, let's go! Yo when you got paroled, man? Yo, man, I
just got paroled the
other day, man That shit is cool, man, I
hope you taking care of yourself, word up Come on, man, it's Blizz, of course I'm taking care of myself, man It's nice to see you, man Yeah, pardon me for a
second, I'm 'bout to rob this place Alright, everybody, put your fucking hands in the
air and face the
fucking wall! Don't look at me, goddamit! Ayo, Q, you want piece of this? Nah, man, I'm out here All right, everybody, strip!