Suicide Bounce feat.Busta Rhymes

アーティストNas, Busta Rhymes
作詞N.Jones, S.Gibbs, C.Peacock, V.Fuller, D.Hawkes, A.Baker
作曲N.Jones, S.Gibbs, C.Peacock, V.Fuller, D.Hawkes, A.Baker
INTRO: BUSTA RHYMES
Hey fellas, I think u might wanna sneak ya ratchet in here for this one
hey ladies, put your petroleum jelly on ya face, ayo Nas you gotta big pimp
the streets that you knock they ass out in the first 30 seconds of the first
round, get him

VERSE 1:
Sittin up drunk, shuffling thoughts, got paper but I'm lost, losing focus, what
a nigga still hustling for
my seed is straight, the fam is settled, hour of time get the man in trouble
when wifey touring, my life get boring, start to remember all types of torment
the devils calling, but I don't answer, mom pass with cancer, leaving behind
two granddaughters
two grandson's, two nine's, next to me in the Phantom, who lying, big screen
documentaries of Edie I mean
gotta, try to stay away from creeps, with they bullshit, try to pull my back in
the streets, war stories, funerals with feds be laying, from a dreadful slaying
body viewing's at the wake
nigga sit stiff in his Ferrari, no casket, with his eye lids still open, kind of
spooky, iceman watch
on the suit Gucci, I'm above the standard, but dudes is Marcelis and Branford
thinking your too rich they wanna gun ya, kidnap ya cousin they hunger, but
you fuckin with hunters
camouflage and black hoods, dump clips, cause real niggas die over dumb shit
camouflage and black hoods, dump clips, cause real niggas die over dumb shit

CHORUS: BUSTA RHYMES
Fight, fist, dance sucka, suicide bounce brotha, ice, whips, cash nigga, watch
your big ass nigga, let's
Fight, fist, dance sucka, suicide bounce brotha, ice, whips, cash nigga, watch
your big ass momma

VERSE 2:
To your, power structure, Nas is dangerous, ya'll the intent for this, the opposite
twitch and shit
all up in your body language, mean muggin your bitch cause she leans over to
look closer
told you ya'll sloppy gangsters sayin, Nas is this and Nas is that, your eyes go
front your eyes go back
surprised I'm at the same place ya'll be at, it's obvious you don't know how I
react, like
I don't know where the parties at, your foaming at the mouth losing breath, like
a cardiac arrest
But I aint impressed, cause the fact is, ya'll no really want it, two to the head
four to the stomach
Call more security, cause I come off, anywhere you at, you scary cat, if you dare
squeeze back
Thy shall rain a thousand times harder than when I first came, ya'll not
relentless, ya'll dumb
And ya'll just forgot about the consequences, not a jail sentence, but see
the nigga u feed, who creep with the dude, kick it to me, we poses, the recipe's
for death
cause jealousy destroys, feed the dog fist watch out for salmonella poising
I know a kid who throw shit in your food, and say, that's the way you kill a man
avid the shooting, hey

CHORUS: BUSTA RHYMES
Fight, fist, dance sucka, suicide bounce brotha, ice, whips, cash nigga, watch
your big ass nigga, lets
Fight, fist, dance sucka, suicide bounce brotha, ice, whips, cash nigga, watch
your big ass momma

BREAK:
While you smile in my face, secretly I know you want my place
you waiting on me to choke
don't want a nigga to breathe, wanna come cut my trought
you wanna get rid of me
but before I let it happen, them guns gon start clappin
and ya'll gon rest in peace
cause death is the recipe, before I let it happen, them guns gon start clappin
and ya'll gon rest in peace, cause death is the recipe

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