Текст песни Lootpack - Forever Beef
Lootpack - Forever Beef слова песни
[Medaphoar]TripThe other day I was mobbin to the store to get a snackThen I heard something creeping from the backI turned my cheek and took a real quick peekAnd then I seen these fake MC`s who wanted to beef eight deepLast week at the mall when they got dissed from the lyricsNow they out for revenge and they are coming for revenge there`s no sweatCause my automatic mic is strapped and this clips uzi rips easy weight in all blackSo I dip hit the corner turned around and then I blastedHit one but the mother fake MC was still comingThen I stab to the lab just to gather up the weaponsPut a J in my earGrab my ear and now I`m stepping in full combatPlus my nickel plated pieceSomeone slippin at the park open fires shells releaseHit threeThen I have to hurry up and shake the spotTo avoid all these copsPlus I almost got gotWith the hollow point rhymeHeaded straight right past my domeBarely missed me by an inch Then it blasted in the pay phoneThen I jet to the west to get my bulletproof vestFrom MadlibA void rhyme entering my chestWalking down town new islands by the gas stationSpotted themFour of them fillin up they black surbabanCreeped to the other side tryin not to be seenI`m tryin to end this mess if you know what I meanDid it clean but this time I was like straight trippinI was highAnd I seen em fly right through the sentenceEnter in the bassThen I quickly left the placeNever heard from them againBut there wasn`t no defeatAt least I got my crew on my sideForever beef[Madlib]A couple of days ago I was just chillin at the padof crate diggers pile of laboratory in it like I was mentally madSo I proceed to head to j dude`s cribA yo recall 4 lil nigga`s bumpin like they be the ishSo cut em off with the high speed chaseI ran em off the road on top of thatYo they ride explodeI put the metal to the floor and now I`m up hereBrother left out of there before so I be trapped in my atmosphereHead back to the studio put on my back beatsSome sucker`s looking like coolio that be strappedMac 10`s in their handsSo I proceed to hit the cornersI`m the thing cause I`m thinking yo I`m kinda like a sniperReclining the seatTurn the radio on cause I be hyped upSee them againForgive my sinsI try to blend with the other carsGot out my seatAnd hide the gauge under my trench coatCame up and called rampageNow I`m in this hot predicament I`m sick of thisPlus the beef I live with, this lyricist got me pissed so I start to dashRunning down the bike laneHopping to go fastWhere ven police circling around my pathAll this cause the shrooms got me lift and creepUpon the night into the deep then I`ll despite the nextForever Beef