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Дата випуску: 19.01.2004
Мова пісні: Англійська
Nuttin |
Yeah, not a God damn thing, yeah, yeah |
that’s right, nothing at all |
I mean, rain, hail, sleet, snow |
Not a motherfucking thing (You know) |
I’m God Almighty in the flesh from the West |
straight-killin'for this shit |
I’m born to die, bitch |
My mad-ass click, gives a mad-ass fuck |
if you tote them big guns, ?all chickens? can all get stuck |
and I can put ya brains on the curb |
Come and test the NS best and get your punk-ass served |
A million motherfuckers can hate me Salt and gained greatly |
Bitches ask what have I done lately |
and for your love, Nuttin’shall separate me I only act a fool 'cuz you make me, make me Wanna take it to the streets and start trippin' |
Disrespect the Stars and it’s nitroglcyrin |
Leavin’bystanders with they whole grill missin' |
Nuclear fission, bitch don’t you listen? |
Aiyo, I play handball with the 9 planets |
Heavenly shells from the cannon |
My lyrics is demandin' |
From Stapleton to Franklin Ave |
Park Place jammin', mind examine |
Pull out the hammer while I’m standin’in the DJ booth |
Notebook is bulletproof, place it under my chest |
Sport it like a vest, dressed like a state trooper |
Aim for the best, bloody contest, put you to rest |
Killarm’rush the stage, 9th Prince wave the twelve-gauge |
Second coming of a Scarface age, Park Hill rage |
NorthStar, West Coast, nigga, where’s your AK? |
From Shaolin to Long Beach, with the heat, stay in reach |
Vegetarian nigga, still eat beef |
Over raw beats, lyrical treats, for the streets |
We strike all up in ya zone, leave us alone |
Deep thoughts, thoughts the ruler couldn’t measure |
There’s a difference in the weather, get it together |
Along came the day Northstar ruled the land |
You’re listening to a man who walked the Rocky Road |
Words that explode, control the whole planet |
Make ya preacher panic, girlfriends type fanatic |
My mind ain’t havin’it, inhaling all the damagin' |
Leaving bitches stranded, I can’t confuse the young |
Words from the tongue, gettin’girls sprung |
Meko rock many, you heard that before |
Blunt from the store, filled with hydro |
It’s the feelin’that you feel when you loose off the weed |
NorthStar rock y’all niggaz guaranteed |
Bitches on my team and niggaz with guillotines |
Movin’in a force that super-soaks springs |
Bitch shall love, we never separate |
We gotta make that cream so we delegate |
From the street game to the rap game sometimes I need to meditate |
Plus radio manipulate, Hip-Hop is in a fucked up state |
That’s why I gotta push more and more weight |
You got bitch-ass niggaz with more and more hate |
and there’s a lot of bitch niggaz in 52 states |
that’s why I tote them big guns that beef up my waist |
Step outta line, kid, get put in ya place |
Terrorist is like a Wild Western |
Slugs return you to the essence |
and all that weak shit you addressin' |
NorthStar had a session, invited me Now I bless you with thoughts from my diary |
I can’t separate the love that’s deep inside of me |