Reflection of a Man Freestyle - Necro, Ill Bill

Reflection of a Man Freestyle - Necro, Ill Bill

Альбом
Street Villains Vol. 2
Год
2005
Язык
`英語`
Длительность
154590

以下は曲の歌詞です Reflection of a Man Freestyle 、アーティスト - Necro, Ill Bill 翻訳付き

歌詞 " Reflection of a Man Freestyle "

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Reflection of a Man Freestyle

Necro, Ill Bill

Yo, its that time of the night

I feel like the veins in my brain are gonna explode like dynamite

Every rhyme is a fight, Making good out of evil

Holding my self back

So fucking hard not to beat the shit out of people

There’s so much water a dam can take before it breaks

So much pain a man can take before he flips out and pulls out a .38

And sprays everything in sight, Fighting with girlfriends

I hustle like there’s one year left before the world ends

Almost beat down a FedEx guy

Next guy that opens his mouth’ll get bludgeoned to death, don’t test I

So much responsibility can put you in a hospital physically from stress

Spiritually you’ll mess with what doesn’t kill me will make me more brutal

I get so much adrenaline pumping through me when people sleep on me

I bring it to you, I started off as a dime dealer

I come from the same place you do, but I feel I’m realer

I see through you like binoculars

Before cop killer I was a thug before being a thug was popular

Before 2Pac was a star, before Biggie got far

I’m talking '90, wasn’t Al Capone but I’ll fuck you up hard

You faggots won’t respect me til I spill red

I want my respect and I’ll take it in blood, like Bill said

From Mom Dukes every day struggling with the rent

If I could lace Mom Dukes with a million, I’d be content

I’m like Master P coming up, Baby Williams

Damon Dash, Rick Ruben, and Russel Simmons

Richard Branson, Tony Robbins, Bill Gates

And Ray Crock all rolled into one, holding a gun

Obsessed with leaving you verbally killed medically

My label is successful because it’s built from intergrity

Code of the streets, get your wig clapped we jig rats

Don’t give a fuck if you let me in I’ll bust the door down with big gats

Knock, knock, open up, BLOUW

Fuckin' faggots

I can teach you about shit you know nothing about

Like having your uncle kick heroin on your couch

Like having two major deals and shit didn’t work out

And starting your own label without really knowing how

Like catching a case the day before going to trial

The plaintiff was shook, the judge ended up throwing it out

To touring the whole world, we be throwing it down

You better respect my fam, we holding it down

Like Necro said I regulate like a soldier no doubt

I’m imfamous for puching you fuckin' hoes in the mouth

I’m a loyal dude, true to my word, true to my wealth

True to my fam, I handle my biz, true to myself

Make moves like Mosad, I’m close to God

Close to the jackpot, though the road is hard

I’d rather take a bullet to the dome then stop

So I’ma keep on going til the world is ours

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