Haemon

歌詞

(feat. 9th Prince) [Intro: P.R. Terrorist] Yeeeeeeeeeah, Terrorist Y'all niggaz ready? I'm 'bout to run all this shit [P.R. Terrorist (9th Prince)] Pat myself on the back, I deserve it I know for certain, behind curtains lies serpents That wanna see my pockets hurtin' and my career not workin' That's why my choice be fein'in' to bust They love to see my Spanish ass in cuffs But it won't happen, I'm tryin' to own Manhattan, son Yo, they call it Latin paradise, the latest fashion is ice Bitches never think twice, they hop in my ride and slide Only the strong will survive, I'm losin' my mind Hand grippin' the nine, 'nother hand on the wheel Makin' music that the people could feel That's what's up, takin' 'em home like the Stanley Cup Twenty-Twos on the truck, niggaz got stuck when I was down on my luck Now I'm up and comin', penthouse like the Drummonds Havin' run-ins with the law they're like my day is comin' But it's really not, Terrorist is really hot Terrorist is really hot when I'm blowin' the spot, yo Yeah uh-huh, uh uh (uh uh), Tera Iz Him, check it out bitch [9th Prince] Aiyo, aiyo We creepin' with thugs, holdin' snubs up in clubs Put yo' mouth on the barrel, make you face these slugs Flowin' with a genie givin' me head on the magic rug Lifestyle is mug, put you in a bear hug Slang meteorologist, can't follow this Pack rap hollow tips, your wiz wanna swallow my kids Street metaphors for outlaws doin' they bid Holdin' the heat on the run while screamin' f' those pigs Thats po-lice with the mark of the beast, leave you deceased I had to flee rappers cop pleas stick with the heat When I was 17, 9th Prince started whylin' Doin' stick ups from Ohio to Gaten island Now I'm stranded on the rock, Islord keep the heat cocked Oh shit the god got knocked, for bell money Shoot up spots, Madman laser guns The team, we ain't robocops, straight off the muthafuckin' block [Outro: P.R. Terrorist (9th Prince)] (Word the fuck up) yeah (uh-huh, word up) fuckas (Ya'll niggas better throw your guns up to this shit, right here, man) Throw them shits up, up, up, yeah, yeah, yeah (word up man) It's called The Ceremony, Terrorist and 9th Prince, bitch (word up man) Ya'll niggas know what time it is (yeah) Killarmy's the best, nigga Word (word up, man, fuck all ya'll niggas, man) word up All ya'll niggas that been frontin', ya'll niggas better hang that shit up (Word man) Ya'll niggas can't fuck wit, you knew who the fuck I'm talkin' too (You ain't got no love for Killarm', we ain't got no muthafuckin' love for you) nigga (Word up, man) ya'll know we don't play on the streets, nigga, ain't no fuckin' game We come see ya'll niggas if you talk shit (word up) word up (Come to hood near you) We be right there, bitch, word up (And all ya'll bitches, man, I just want head man, strictly head, hehehe, you know) Straight head, bitch (word up) head in the whip, head in the morn', heard in the morn' (Swallow them all niggas) Like my nigga B.I.G., bitch, word up (Killarm' niggas) uh-huh, uh-huh (yeah, it's that raw shit, the Killarm' shit) (What?) uh-huh (Terrorist) That day we came to fuck ya'll, bitch niggas know my status If ya'll fuck around wit us, ya'll, gon' feel the fuckin' flames, now Uh-huh, ya'll can't fuck wit the, Killarmy click, we too thick Ya'll niggas fucked up now cuz, we gonna fu-, ass up, uh, yeah Knowhatimsayin'? Word up (word up, Killarm', 2002 and 3 and 4 and 5, gettin') All that shit, bitch nigga, Terrorist and 9th Prince, the muthafuckin' ceremony nigga Killarmy style, peace to my nigga Seven Wounds for producin' this ill ass track Baltimore we ya'll at? (Word up) Yeah, uh-huh (uh) bitch, check it out (Fuck ya'll niggas...)