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Ill Al Skratch

This is for My Homiez

  hip-hop  hip hop  underground hip-hop  rap  oldschool
361 3 часа назад

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(Pump funk fo the people)YeahCome around my wayCome around my wayIt`s the Big Ill with the Al(This is for the homies)[ VERSE 1: Al Skratch ]I got a letter from my homie Big Ill in the mailIt said: Use your head, Al, stay away from jailCause ah, it ain`t for you and ah, it ain`t for meI tell you now it ain`t the place you wanna beSo I keep to myself nowadaysLay back, recline and get paid from my phraseSometimes I get caught in a deep thoughtAs I drink a quart of the cold old dog that I boughtThe more I drink, the more I start to think of himLocked up in the clink, will he sink or swim?I`m what they call the rap rebel MadballI`m nice with the dice, watch em bounce off the wallI come to your party, bounce through with my crewWe pourin out some brew for some homies that we knewI`m searchin for my homie but he can`t be foundI wanna give him a pound and let him know that he`s downWhere the homiesCreepin through the hoodWhere my homiesCome around my wayAiyo up to no good(Where my homies)Where they at, where they at(Creepin through the neighborhoodFor all those good times we had togetherThis song is for the homiesThis is for the homies)[ VERSE 2: Big Ill the Mack ]Well, it`s Big Ill, the Babblin Bum, the bum that`s babblinDon`t try to step to this, my fist be travellinUnravellin, land on the gravel when you fallYes yes y`all, I travel through the messhallNow where my homie, I`m by my lonelyI shoulda listened to what my mama told meBut it`s too late, I`m upstate pumpin weight cause I`m frailWhat you gonna do when you get out of jail?Bust a cap, bust a cap, put that ass on the mapHere`s a slap in the grill cause you tried to front on IllAnd I`m locked down (plow!) how the Glock sound?That`s what you get for tryin to blow up the spot, clownThat`s the ability, load up the artilleryYour body I`ll deliver to the river, geeRemember me with the (Crooklyn residency)Now you can take me out of Brooklyn but you can`t take Brooklyn out of meThat`s how it be, gee(Raise your fortiesFor the missing homiesFor all those good times we had togetherThis song is for our homiesThis is for the homies, yeah)[ VERSE 3: Big Ill the Mack (& Al Skratch) ]Well, it`s the I to the l to the lStraight out the cell with Al, from the fiery pits of hell(Aiyo what`s up Big Ill, how you doin?)Aiyo what`s up Al Skratch, now can we woo-woo-woo?(Come around my way) That`s what I`m about to do(Come around my way) Aiyo, I wanna kick it with your crew(Now 1-2 in the project halls with the MadballsEveryday all day, on 56 Broadway)But I`m Big Ill comin straight out the penB to the k to the l to the y to the nBo! (Let off a round, how that sound?Ain`t nothin goin down without the Brooklyn and the Uptown)Yeah, so where my homies at? (They`re over here)Now do they got my back, do they got my back? (Yeah)Don`t creep through my hood in the wrong way(This is for my homies) Now let the song playShipped upstateAiyo it`s too late

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