Superstitious
(专辑: Just Listen E.P. - 2005)
Yo, yo, yo, yo, hold on, hold on, hold on Check this out Yo, the
lyrics so hot they make my headphones sweat That's right, I
been with it If you need it I
can get it But the
way this shit gets vicious Got me feeling superstitious It's real, here the
strong eat the
weakest I'm [?] while others walk with Jesus We all know what beef is here, there's no secrets Leaked by the
same G
you trust that heat with [?] raised by rap and grown by rock So it seems Jay's our dad, we learned from Pac We weren't supposed to thrive, they thought us weak There's a
drive in our lines when they hear us speak This is life, business, it must be held down [?] rats get smelled out We roll with bad girls, body be mad serious Low in the
whips, spitting Mobb Deep lyrics We all thug now, chasing Goose with Hennessy Knowing fools who rap just to boost identities We all gotta go, stay lucid enemies But the
hate so strong that the
ghost will never be That's right, I
been with it If you need it I
can get it But the
way this shit gets vicious Got me feeling superstitious That's right player, hands up player If you got a
problem then man up player We all on a
mission, just stop, look, and listen Duck out quick when it gets superstitious Find a
ghetto, pick a
block, find a
corner, pick a
spot Pick a
town, pick a
street, pick a
house, pick a
shop Guarantee every city is filled with lyricists Only reason I'm here is 'cause I
didn't take it serious Now that I'm here in this thing they call the
industry You think I'd be losing sleep, be beaten to my knees Never will you see anybody more determined I'm burning [?] bitches until the
sermon's in urns No busy turning, my brain is working, urging me to chill With the
heart of a
lion I'm obligated to chill I'm too scared to ever fail, never let up on myself When I'm writing alone my life is such a
living hell It's like I'm living in a
cell with nothing but padded walls No paddings or straight jackets, my thoughts and that is all Just battling my conscious though one of them is free It's sick and twisted, my only competition is me That's right, I
been with it If you need it I
can get it But the
way this shit gets vicious Got me feeling superstitious That's right player, hands up player If you got a
problem then man up player We all on a
mission, just stop, look, and listen Duck out quick when it gets superstitious Ayo, pacing back and forth, it hurts, still stressing So money spent on weed is money well invested Always getting tested, they pressing on your pressure points Pessimistic test your limits then of course [?] When I
glance for help, rarely get a
hand Now I
prance through hell, barely get a
tan Let me tell you who I
am, it's the
sword and [?] Half-man, half-amazing, a
quarter ridiculous That's right player, hands up player If you got a
problem then man up player We all on a
mission, just stop, look, and listen Duck out quick when it gets superstitious