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Дата випуску: 19.01.2004
Мова пісні: Англійська
Black Knights Of The Northstar |
I keep hearin footsteps in the dark |
and Killah-Killah-Killah-Killah in the F-Sharp (F-sharp) |
Christbearer the monarch, a West Coast hip-hop shark |
You motherfuckin mark, I coerce and nurse the universe |
Emmerse the megahertz to a mega from the first |
I rule the world like my name is Love |
Then knock your ass out, Iron-Fist, velvet gloved |
and with the ill gotten game, a Thunderbird to the night train |
I go Kurt Cobain, I contemplate the game sippin Vodka, fame |
In a chain, a hurricane, on Memory Lane |
I’m makin money now, bitch, 'Bling, Bling' |
It’s Shallah I-Ming, gettin rich with Rakeem |
I rock the khakis with the crease and smoke the hashish |
with Maurice, that’s shield in the leafs |
Christbearer be a true artiste |
On my momma, my three nephews and my niece |
Control avenues, black and white venues |
Diamond cut jewels, found dead on the news |
Never choose left cuz the right will remind you |
Fuckin with a man that been hurt all his life |
Seen Rainy Dayz and, rainy nights |
Tattoo of a Bee, holdin the pirate knife |
Y’all niggaz done lost your mind, and your time too |
Unique rhymes that shine on the divine youth |
It’s time for us to put it all on the line |
Comin from the dynamic vine |
Intense like sex off Ex I wonder what the Devil come up with next |
We got ice, 'sherm, coke, weed and meth' |
Kill off people to they very last breath |
Lethal attack, straight live on the set |
Quick jive on the set |
So dip your black MO’s and get wet |
and turn up the volume a little bit |
Yo it’s on when I touch the mic, head the crime hype |
Beat that ass like Mike, I’m nuttin nice |
Snipe your life on your weddin night |
Spoil your fun, been packin the dust since day one |
Me and my niggaz stomp you out, gon’win yo’pocket |
Yo we steal your funds while you layin there |
Stiffen up, to jump in your hoop and count your ones |
cuz it’s kill or be killed, that’s on the real |
You get your cap pealed, for tippin the scales |
Talk shit, and get your face lift from the fo’fifth |
Oh, Crip niggaz flip when Knights step in the door |
Ready to snatch your ho You might catch Knight in the hood |
Banged out in khakis and All-Stars |
with my little homies on the end of cars bangin North Stars |
NorthStar, NorthStar, NorthStar |
Killa Bee Gang, Wu-Tang! Nigga, yeah! |
We stay true to this, Northstar shines luminous! |
Black Knights — anything else is Simply Ludicrous! |
Anything else is Simply Ludicrous! (2X) |
We stay true to this, Northstar shines luminous! |
Wu-Tang — anything else is Simply Ludicrous! |
Anything else is Simply Ludicrous! (3X) |