Текст песни O.F.T.B. - Above the Rim soundtrack
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Hook:CRACK let me at `em let me at `em let me at `emSo I CRACK let me at `em let me at `em let me at `emAlthough about a million to this shit to be tooken outAnd for you fools who let us in good lookin` outNow let us make our doe don`t want no one enfore thisLookin` out for all our niggas who support thisAnd for you motherfucers waitin` for that break upThe Bottom is creepin` to the top you better wake upBecause an obstacle is not impossibleWe`ll go over or crawl under like a rock-a-roachAnd don`t you ever think you fools are gonna play usBecause again not even Raid couldn`t fade usI fought us in and now we goin` for that platinumComin` back with album three you know we crackin` `emHook (x3)In 1983 we was upstateWe wasn`t thinkin` about parole we had x-datesI put the P into paper to free my mindOnce a nigga get released I gotta get mineI never knew I had to struggle in this industryBut stop rockin` the mic they said it couldn`t beSo in the meantime the inbetween timeI kept writting in the hall where it`s cold Cause I couldn`t sto fightFive years later I hit the streets I found my niggas we got it together flowin` on T.V.We had to come up with some money cause the shit costs(Who broke it off?) My nigga G.T. and the motherfuckin` bossWe made song after song for the bitches and the homiesWhile y`all was at home lookin` at videos of the phoniesNow the Bottom is comin` back with a killing flowSo make room for a nigga on Death RowAnd let us...HookTalking:Project kids three niggas living on the edgeIn other words we`re damn near deadBut hunters don`t choke we go for brokeAnd y`all thought it was overThey say it ain`t over till the fat lady singsWhat that hoe don`t know nothin` about the noise that I bringLet that hoe rock that note and I`m a killer her (kill her)If that snipe got hype off that MillerTickin` like time bomb (BOOM)I`m dangerous straight up watch you motherfuckers can`t fuck with usCome around and get beat down or either shot down In other words don`t fuck aroundI`m stressin` to the max I`m stressin` to the maxI knew I shouldn`t of signed that motherfuckin` contractBut all I wanted to do was put my voice on a trackNever thought my album hit a flip flop fagA flip flop gag a flip flop fagThey let a nigga for dead but we got against that They put me on a sound they put me on a soundThey said I`m gonna rule but they already leftSo tackin` a rapper a nigga had no patienceI`m crackin` motherfuckers with no hesitationHook