Текст песни Kardinal Offishall f Busta Rhymes - Ol` Time Killin` (Remix) 12"
Kardinal Offishall f Busta Rhymes - Ol` Time Killin` (Remix) 12" слова песни
* send corrections to the typist[Busta Rhymes]Bomb.Wanna know why I listen?Ya`know why I listen to bomb the way I drop up in a blood clotDems only ting can gwaan pon never nah gwaan gwaanKardinal (Yo!)Dem man nah realize the way I do the technology way don`t I identifydey oola dem idiot sound bwoy already ya nah rude bwoyThey`re a big mon ting a gwaan pon dem streetsya ya way a controlla dey fada (Eh eh)Me go tek where I bwaught tingsWho tellin` where dem idiot sound bwoyLet dem fools move a gwaan way[Kardinal Offishall]Ol` Time Killin` I`m feelin`, I`m spillin`I`m pulling out heat on industry niggas earning a millionWith bullshit like Gilligan`sSomebody go check Will and themand ask Uncle Phil to rep me while my shots get rid of demDis X y`all I`m feel it all up in yo mega-lensSomebody go tell Missy I`m a hundred minute mission (Listen!)Hunched over the side I`m a lyrical homicideRide di gyal feel a bone if I a pon tity pride (HEY!)Slew dem, Boo dem al dem fassy nah crew demYo Kardinal and Busta come to crush the liccle fool dem (Who Dem?!)The Circle Click and The Flipmode Squad reppin` da` T-Dot and B.K. back to y`all (HEY!)[Busta Rhymes]On a for nor say all ah fi stop the mumbo jumboFore` mi run ah go call Carl ColumboFor Lith` causin` a bumble holeNo stop the fire see how she da` very symbolTo leave you with holes and dimplesInside of your shittin` cripple a nigga (DAMN SON!)Gimme da roll outI`ll dismantle ya whole mouthFor talking what you nah know nowHacksaw Jim Duggan some of these niggas is frontin`Nuff` of these niggas is nothin`Always huffin` and puffin`I`ll sue come and give you a cuffin` (AH-OOH!)Frontin` like you tough and soft as a blueberry muffin(EASY RUDE BWOY!)(FOOAH!)Because of circumstance I might have to go hurt ya` manIt`s such a shame the way we fuck up the party and done the danceChorus: [Jully Black & BlackKat]It`s a Ol` Time, Ol` Time Killin`We a deal with, run and get your money clip (BLOOK!)For another day (BLOOK!)In another way (WHAT!)De man dem, nah take nah ray rayWe are murderer"The..The MC..." -KRS-OneKilla..."Murder She Wrote" -Chaka Demus & Pliers"Murderer" -Barrington Levy"When time it come to my sound which is de champion sound" -Major Mackerel[Kardinal Offishall]Bun ya calm give tanks and praisePut on ya` vest, protect ya` chestFrom dem hollow points strayWe runnin` in da` streetsAnd we wildin` on the mics (SAY WHAT!)The dress code is beats and white Nike`sNuff niggas shinin` but I`m beggin` you to look againThe teams are so sold like Jordan playing for WashingtonStyle is like Allen I. on the all-star team (it`s yoo much for you!)Make you wanna wake out ya` dream and wipe the dribble off your sweatshirtCorny niggas get hurt flirtin` with deathEvery time the mic sees my breathThis ain`t a killin`, it`s a favor that we doin`I`m taking em` out of misery fore` da` crowd start booing em`[Busta Rhymes]Screwing and pursuin`Splitting em` in 2 and em`Niggas I have to remember fore` I have to get all of my crew and em`Wild street niggas from way back ah while I keep it hotFlexing with Bill Golayoot from B.K. to da` T-DotChorus: [Jully Black & BlackKat]It`s a Ol` Time, Ol` Time Killin`We a deal with, run and get your money clip (BLOOK!)For another day (BLOOK!)In another way (WHAT!)De man dem, nah take nah ray rayWe are murderer"The..The MC..." -KRS-OneKilla..."Murder She Wrote" -Chaka Demus & Pliers