Текст песни Threat f Partners-N-Crime - Villianz
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Chorus (Kangol Slim):Come take a walk with the Villains,And you`ll see that I`m down for the killin`,And you`ll know that I straight represent,P-N-C and Black Menace, please don`t get it bent,No mercy, mercy, mercy,Everybody cannot pump the, pump the party,We show no mercy, mercy, mercy,Everybody just follow me, follow me, follow me(Misdemeanor)Nigga I will wet`cha, as if I was rain up on a rainy day,`Cept I don`t rain with water, I rains with my rainy K,Bullets, it don`t take nothin` but a sec to pull it,And release these slugs to your dome piece, now be deceased,Fuckin` with me is like walkin` over boilin` lava,Bein` choked by a piece of barbed wire,Nigga retire, I`m on fire,Burnin` emcees as if they were standin` ten feet away from the sun,Nigga ya done,Buckin` and killin` and robbin` niggas I never did it,But if a nigga`s too close or disrespects he gotta get it,And they`ll be askin` who did it and got away with it,It`s that seventeenth survivor just forget it,Admit it, B-M and P-N-C love makin` M-O-N-E,Y, forever gettin` high, do or dieChorus(Kangol Slim)Come take a walk with me, styles I per-fect,Lyrically I`m gifted, burn ya like an antiseptic,Gimme the microphone, mic check and I`ll wreck it,The best thing to do is respect it or check it(Misdemeanor)Your games are over, I`m shuttin` you down like A-T-F,I`m bringin` the noise, puttin` it in the octave bass cleft,Better watch your step, the wrong move`ll get you stuck,Out of luck, and have your life straight fucked,It`s that skinny one, the red one, the big zag,Fake niggas can`t see me, cuz they blind to the facts,Wise like an owl, got the power to devour,Destroy cowards, every minute in an hour,It`s my mental, plus my pencil, and my paper,That make`em catch the vapors, and wanna do a caper,If you comin`, I got the welcome without the thank you,Here`s some Scarface mafia shit, that`s gone stank you,The Partners and the Menace gone be tight to the finish,We want everything, from potatoes to the spinach,Green? We want it all,Ninety-seven we gone ball,Whoever don`t like it, fuck all y`allChorus(Threat)Come take a walk with a villain nigga, ain`t nothin` to a cap-peelinWhere I`m from, it`s either kill or have your nap spillin`,Adapted killin` as a youngsta,Jack mode niggas and then I tell you best to empty your pockets like a dumpster,Who wants some? Fuckin` with the gun or it`s on,Here`s a six feet tomb for you bustas headed home,Body, dreaded dome, soldier twisted up from the South,Claimin` Boot Camp til` I die, fuck what you bout,Playa challenge your will, challenge your steel, bullets start racinIt`s the threat, turnin` niggas into a heart patient,The narcs, chasin` panic and Luciano,Real niggas with power, others turnin` sour, look,Hangin` from the tower, it`s P-N-C and the menace,Still bringin` drama, this squad is in it to win it,Pierce your wig, you finished, niggas become the away,Fuckin` with the Crescent City killas, this N.O.L.A., nigga!Chorus