Текст песни Boot Camp Clik - Go For Yours
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[Chorus: D. Real]It be the B.T.J`s, wit lyrics for allWe be on point wit the joints, cuz we takin no fallSo I`mma go for mine (so son, go for yours)Yo I`mma go for mine (so son, go for yours)[El Sha]My crew be in the mix, like name brand kicksThe kids that only deal wit that type of nonsenseYou can`t get wit, D.K.S. self evidentAdolescence, reign the supreme court, in any, every, meant[Lil Knock]The time was approximately eleven forty threeWhen the D called me, and told me, we must beLyrically, the best that he says, theK N O C K, and S and K, it`s sprayComin away, the B.T.J., it be theyI`mma hold it down, wit soundsLike clowns, walk the trey poundNow in the underground, B.T.J. just enteredRemember, the S comes last like DecemberOnce shit cock it`s time to Rock like the MonstaIn reality, B.T.J., is lyrically responsible for all difficulties[El Sha]My lyrics oppose a threat to the best M.C. yetAnd appears nightmares for those who sleptAlso the biters, claimin they writersThey need to think about what they talk aboutWhen you exposin your dirt, that`s when you dummin outDwellin in the PJ`s, all day, hangin out wit nothin to doThem rebellin niggas is mad, cuz I`m tellin the truthHittin yo wit mind craftin, flows to molecular cord graphin[Chorus 2X][Lil Knock]Aiyo one day it was me and the DWalkin down the street, some niggas stepped to meSaid are you Lil R-U-T-I-ZHe said I heard you nice on the muthafuckin M-I-CBattle me, battle right here, and let`s seeSo we kicked a verse that didn`t hurtSo I hit `em worst, to let him know I don`t play those gamesSave `em for the jerks, D. Verbs said "Son, let me get some"I said "No, cuz he`s a victim, and he probably in my premisesYou know when I open my book wit my lyrics I`m endin this"(No question) All this shit he poppin in my earsFuckin ejected, he can`t hang wit my styleLook now, here`s man fillin it, back to like what I was sayinI start extortin, I`m not playinYou want Lil Knock? I come on your blockCock and then start sprayin, lyricsSo don`t start what you can`t finishCuz I will be sure to end whatever you created[El Sha]Mentally you can`t functionPhysically you dead wit the push of this buttonExplosion be corruptin, from the expert of executionI met Lil Knock at the junctionHe was talkin about walkin, to the tree spotWe took the L to New Rox, we got stopped by two copsTalkin about "Where the two glocks?", we doo wopsHow was I two glocks? Man, it`s too hotAnd I`m cold, so let me go, I never holdWhoever told you, that I do la?Lil Sha, fuck a do or dieNigga die, because of what they doI do what I do wit my crewPo-po was hype, they was like "You bite, stick wit the mic device"Drivin off, said "Have a good night"Personally I might, and all that shit I said was a psych`[Break]So who`s the crew that give nightmares to those who slept (D.K.S.)Constantly flown wit finesse (D.K.S.)Puttin all comp` to rest (D.K.S.)Be the best so you can`t contest