Текст песни Triggnomm - Protect Ya Neck Collection, Vol. 1
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[Intro: Triggnomm]Yo, yo, it`s Triggnomm, from Brooknam, you heard?Down for the cause, goin` out for ours, scream outlawsOutlaw, knawhatImean?If you givin` up drawers, when you really ain`t a whore, scream outlawYou heard? Yo[Triggnomm]My flows is sour, spit contaminated baby powderVision time like temperature, over the watch towerNew York hour glass, sippin` currency stashDrippin` hot ones over insufficient fundsWe ambitious duns, and high speed to achieveHigh risk for prophet, take a loss by forceBe at high course, of rehab and recoupRelocate and regroup, retaliate be redemption of feel`s nationI got nervous condition, like snap, she snap back, then smackMy reaction, Iron Horse OutlawsOn the world tour, with nothin` less than the bossMy life, you picture, cheese, weed and liquorIt be for the bread, mister, catch a wig, pick youRib stick you, nine to the spine, Tec to the neckFor real, O`Neal respect, ballerIn Coney Island, full court in the middle of autumnGet it, hit it, poetic phantom, malicious anthemCock and unload, switch flows, spittin` Morse codesEl Bandito, parallel to sniffin` a kiloRhymin` Vin Diesel, white gloves and shiest mugsPlayin` with snubs, hit `em out, the crack of the tubMillennium thugs, vital flow, survival subtitleDeath on arrival, left hand on the BibleYou cut it, you die, hits stay committed, don`t cryRecognize the grand pie, with lust provides money and mankindDefine power for the pavement, kids blazin`, makin` arrangementsIn this New World Order, it`s man slaughter, and we just thugs for flirtin`Sippin` red hot, rum and in sodaTen year better, with p felon, crime commutersKnockin` niggas out, with fuckin` dead in the shitterFor real jail shit be the semen and skitIt was for real jail shit, that had us goin` legit[Chorus 2X: Triggnomm]If you down for the cause, gettin` down for yoursScream outlaw, outlaw, an outlaw, outlawIf you givin` up the drawers, but you really ain`t a whoreScream outlaw, outlaw, an outlaw, outlaw[Triggnomm]Starvin` to eat, consisten when I floss on a beatFlowin` a beast, spit with the style of the streetsRhymes is weak, I dare hear my name out ya teethIn your speech, or you into publicity beefGot in for slander, candid camera on the IslanderDoin` head-gym advance, freelance with the sun danceRap chancellor, verbal bandoleer, poultry handler, slow mo, flow damage youAnd this relentless persuit perfectionSick protection, son, I`m into mic style testin`Metaphor malice in, live literature lessonTo hip hop a blessing, to rap cats upsettin`Careers, if you ain`t my peers, nothin` get scaredTo come up, what you gonna do when we run upThrow your guns up, boy, bust your slug andSpine bind, playin` the drums, smackin` a nigga`s mugNow you thugged out, thugged out, repetition get bugged outAnd you get bit, I spit beetlejuice be the shit[Chorus 2X][Triggnomm]I hustle vertically, my destination is sky, sonLay in C.I., live, where we live and let dieSpeedin` the flow, scheme with a triple beam blowUsual obstacles, I school dudes with jewelsMy profession, is simply have sense of directionEscapin` your best men, I continue with my weaponsMy cats stutter steppin`, half-step like slow mo creptSkills I kept, half a mills I still sweptOperation Money Makin`, and that be lawTrips to the floor, Outlaws in the morgue doin` jigsawSpittin` the raw, lecture, B.K. to B-MoreRobo flow, Henny, hydro and yae yoOn the reload, under the tent we keep the infoSuperior, Triggnomm, I supervise the area[Chorus 2X][Outro: Triggnomm]Blaow, nine hundred niggas, you heard?M.M.O. status, boy, swarmin` ya`llThat`s how it`s goin` down, for the 2 triple 0Coney Island gangsta shit