Текст песни Mic Geronimo f DMX, Fatal, Cormega, Ja - The Usual Suspects *, слова песни Mic Geronimo f DMX, Fatal, Cormega, Ja

Текст песни Mic Geronimo f DMX, Fatal, Cormega, Ja - The Usual Suspects *

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* soundtrack and "Vendetta" version f/ different rappersIntro: Mic Geronimo, (DMX)Yeah.. (grrrrr)Introducing the SuspectsDMX (grrrrr), Ja RuleCormega, Fatal Hussein (grrrrr)Mic Geronimo (my niggaz)[DMX]What`s all the noise about? Have some respect, shut the fuck upDriveby, money talkin shit, yo back the truck upY`all niggaz don`t respect me but you fear meand fear is better than respect, y`all niggaz hear me?If I smack the shit outta this niggaHis man over here be like, "Yo -- what? Nigga what?"But his man is like, "Psych yo"Take it from one extreme to the nextAnd my shit always bounce like D-M, to the XI can bring it from up here, to ENOUGH IS ENOUGHDown to, "Aight I think it`s safe to take off the cuffs"I play wit words, blurs and slurs, flip stylesTake his and hers, niggaz is couraged, I get wildSo don`t make me angry, you WOULDN`T LIKE ME when I`m angryI`ve got a lot of enemies, and they`d all like to bang me(WHAT?) Catch me when I`m sleepin, with one eye closedOne guy chose the dogs; left one got froze, filled with holes[Ja Rule]Ugh, it`s gonna be a long time befo` dey touch this hereIt`s Gotti`s, Consigliere, let`s take it there and make a milli, yeahWhich Bentley`s? Ice drippin off the jewels, dailyJa the one, what? Y`all don`t hear me, niggaY`all remember, C-M-C, `95 DecemberFine women, illegal tender, such is lifeWhen I feel like I ain`t to be held, who could hold me?Hoes try to console me, rec` exec`s wanna own meDamned if I die slow-ly, drugged out broke and lonelyLike so many who pushed roadie before meJa, hit em precisely, God just don`t make too many like meInadvertantly shittin on the Top 20Y`all niggaz kill me, talkin like y`all can`t be touchedSee by the time y`all realized, I be done touched you upBlazed you up, your whole style, chump nigga, what?Think again if you thought I gave a fuck!Chorus: Mic GeronimoYo..Yo independently, reppin thoroughly throughout the N-YWe thump and get high, infrared nigga, dead eyeAimin at the sky`s limit, jumpin in, we all in itThe good life, tryin ta live it *repeat*[Cormega]Yo whaddup to all my thug-lawn, niggaz in plush carsRikers Island killers with rug scars, police fuck y`all (Yeah)Live niggaz, I love y`all for representinYa have respect of prison, came home, caught a ExpeditionLook in my eye, you see realnessThe Mobb tonic quest for million, my Lex with ill rimsMy name ringin, chain swingin, ain`t richest?Are you my heir? Like do we present the same vision?My insight is deep, mental intuitionType essential, due to this trife life we livinMy cypher, e-lite snipers in the mountainsThe Bridge under pressure for mad years and countinWhat? My connect eatin papaya, supplyin meCormega represent a live nigga dynasty9`s and Tek`s, my hollow heads outlined your vestMy only fear is 25 years of death[Fatal Hussein]One deep from Jersey, on the Island doin sixNow ain`t that a bitch, they sayin, "Hussein never shit"I shot more niggaz than thorough niggaz in your crewYou and your mother know don`t go against, be on youMad career criminal, crimin be like a hobbyProbably drinkin my notty or ill just shootin my shottyNigga you get extorted, flippin styles, poppin chicksBullets small as his G-B-30, niggaz lose it quickI had to get out of town, I done shot another dickNiggaz`ll roll tricks to keep they mind off shitI tack up parole, they supervise my whole sideMoney wise, surprised, thug niggaz on the riseThese card cats is federal, you soft and shreddablePicturin every rappers comin at me all edibleI lift past your crew, you know what I`m aboutGuinness-style, Outlawz, just hit up another out[Mic Geronimo] Hmmm, yeah, yeah, nowRunnin wit five niggaz, criminal disguised niggazThe live niggaz, pull a Mac what? Surprise niggazHoldin my mics stiletto like; invitin these water-head brothersto get splashed back and take it lightSlidin back when I was 16, Romelo my brothertold me laid back, aced up, to play it mellowSeein how I`m a young OthelloDon`t confuse me wit them brothers who lost playin black DeNiroThe boss of this, gettin tossed to Crist`The barber shit, we ballin flawlesslyFor-ever y`all brothers tried but never to touch meThe God, heated up beyond the frequencyNow it`s time to put you niggaz under pressure, we formHere I am, if it`s on then it`s onIf the world was yours, could you keep it from a nigga like me?Hold your head, we about to see, motherfuckerOutro: Mic GeronimoYeah, Usual Suspects, never suspect niggaz.. yeahWhat y`all thought I was gone?Never that, it`s been deadedY`all see

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