Текст песни Inspectah Deck f Streetlife - The Cause, слова песни Inspectah Deck f Streetlife

Текст песни Inspectah Deck f Streetlife - The Cause

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* multiple gunshots *[Intro: Inspectah Deck]Yo, when we do this, we do it for realWe do it for the love, we do it for the moneyFor the cash, for the women, the birdsWe do it for the foundation, for the peopleNo matter how we do it, we do it for The CauseYea, yo[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]What you in for? What you live for?What you die for? I hope its for The Cause..What you work for? What you stand for?What you strive for? I hope its for The Cause[Inspectah Deck]Inspectah, rhyme beretta nine in ya sectorWet the scenery with extreme measuresSupreme lecture, bless the heads, you dare enterthe 9th Chamber, dance with the mind benderSurrender your thrown, there`s no room for pretendersBystander pollyin worldwide with nine membersDistributin, my verbal sharp shootinWhile I execute the deadliest moves with fine tuninDuel of the Iron Mic bound to spark fusionMovin at the speed of light, nice at what I`m doinDrop it in ya brain like spice, without the five micsHeads roll off hilltops when I strikeSniper aim, stick you up for your price of fameLike the flame, watch you get hot inside the gameRecognize my name, I.N.S., your highnessI rep for live sets, place ya bets, make ya threatsThere`s no cure, even the experts are stunnedMy work is done as soon as I`ve just begun *echo*[Chorus][Streetlife]Strictly, Streetlife, I never play a fan of the fameJust build on my name, and master the slangI`m hittin harder than a lot of artists in the gameI`m lyrically inclined, rockin just the sameThan any MC who ship platinum or goldAnd only recoup to pay back what you soldOver budget your video, got pimped like a hoeMy niggas move slo-mo like robotic clonesI`d rather be alive and paid, than dead brokeMy life is like a thin line, on a tight ropeA fiend with no dope, wrong way to provokeThe man behind the scope, tucked, ready to smoke>From the same place you from, different hood, the same slumMother`s third seed, father`s first sonBastard child runnin wild, livin foulRan into some juvenile niggas in designP.L.O. Style, sign my name on the dotten lineYour beef is mine, dangerous minds combine, we all carry nines *echo*[Chorus][Inspectah Deck]Hitman like Thomas Hurns, bustin while the weed burnsShorty, sixteen, yearns for my crew to take turnsI`m a loose cannon, medically examinedFound deadly as a plague, soon to spread like famineSplurgin, livin out the dirty versionThrowin rocks at the ghetto birds circlin the urbanWorkin overtime, you notice the shineNiggas scope mine, models won`t work Capone nine[Streetlife]We travel in pairs, you got the front, I watch the rearGot money on my mind this year, by all meansPut an end to your cold stairs, crush your small dreamsWhat you hear is the truth, fuck what you used toI provide you with street music you can ride toPush through, sound blastin through the sun roofStreet surfer, lurkin, thirsty for the lootI`m in it to fuck fans and rock mic standsI work for cash and fans, and die for the Clan

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