MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
mystikal - 13 years
19 nigga 7, bitch what's happenin?
Chorus:
Thirteen muthafuckin years!
I know what to do to knock your stupid ass
so bad you ain't no challenge.
Thirteen muthafuckin years!
This ain't no fluke, this pure deep talent.
Thirteen muthafuckin years!
I know what to do to knock your stupid ass
so bad you ain't no challenge.
Thirteen muthafuckin years!
[Verse 1]
Bow, when I hold the microphone and hold it
Keepin me rappin until I hoarse and swollen
Thirteen years and rollin
I rate colder than coldest
Gettin part of this, niggas don't want no more of this
Never leave you alone in your life, nigga I'm selectin and sellin rhymes
Slap a nigga that style sound some like mine
Mad enough you screamin "It AIN'T!"
(This line whispered, can't hear)
You be pissin me off some the time, take you down one at a time
I'ma be known for fuckin over your whole album
Who want my rhyme?
Keep decling, I'ma keep climbing
Keep duckin, I'ma keep buckin
Keepin heat seekin rhymes comin to get you bitches off me
Disrespectors cow sled, (..?..)
Hard to break, if it comes that way
It took me thirteen muthafuckin years just to make a tape
But that don't mean that my rhymes one of the strongest
All I know I been tryin to make it for the fuckin longest
Fuck the side of all this, long as you done it
When I done it, gettin blunted bout to run this bitch
Takin them riders down with me, clown with me
Leave thirteen in your muthafuckin chest and you can count em
Chorus
[Verse 2]
Nigga go pass the vibe, dividin mad this year
Creative catastrophy, leave MCs in closed caskets
Hit ya like full metal jackets, cut like hatchets
Tight as ratchets, and burn like matches
Thick than amino acids, flip like gymnastics, nasty as a pissy mattress
Droppin like the temperature in December
Clippin em, tippin em, been writin raps far back as I can remember
Fulla them rocks, everybody move key
It was ghetto Djs and sucka MCs
Handle your buisness in this industry of competition
Or be at F.W. Bulls washin dishes
Bitch I was born to write million dollar rhymes
Battle in the hallways of Cohen back in 85
86, 87, 88, hooked up with Big Boy records and made my first demo tape
We dropped some real shit in the basement
I had big ol' nigga tracks, raps like pavement
To come from New Orleans made it hard to surface
That's when I got discouraged and joined the service
Pissed of and I (?) before long
I went to war and served federal time before I made it back home
No more rips in my jeans and gettin my cream
Ain't shit unlucky about my number thirteen
Chorus
[Verse 3]
I hit the bitch like BOSH! Owwwwww!
Never gon bounce could rap and doin time before I bow
How in the fuck you like me right now
Told your ass she had said I'd be on top of the pile
Cause my rap style is my hustle
I shot niggas up like Muslims
With the flex like muscle
Use a, pretty delievery cause it's most important
I form a style sharp enough to cut straight through the bones
I came from my welts, gave up my belt
I got off from Big Boy records to put my single on the shelf, now
Do I do it? Fuckin right I did it
Shoulda seen the little chir'en in the street singin I'm Not That Nigga
Size ain't nothin nigga, I'm short
Shockin nigga, raah!
They gave me five hundred dollars, shit I quit both of my jobs
Fuck em, got some other shit to do from nine to five
My birthday came, and my sister died
But next year, Mystikal signed a half a million dollar deal with Jive
This shit thats tragic can't be no more
Because of my rings I work at A&P no more
I drive my landcruiser off the show floor
Got the time to time to feel pain, sittin on Volvos
Comin with scheme, up in my dream
Who'd a ever thought I'd be a No Limit soldier
by the end of that thirteen
Thirteen manic muthfuckin years!
mystikal - ain t gonna see tomorrow
[Mystikal]
Listen!...Listen!...huh...Listen!
Government got it where u can't do shit no mo'
The water ain't no good, the grass don't grow
Never mention schools ain't safe no mo'
killing in the 1st grade six years old
Ask yo self this, In what kind of world is that to raise yo children
Then again it really don't matter, where you gone go,
you still gotta live it
Let's face reality, stop talking bout peace that's a thing of the past
But then again that's a bald face lie,
cause a few years ago you was hanging my ass
??? no presidents, sometimes the whole world just pressed up against me
Think about it, young black man, come up set up for penitentary
Do the math, all on you, choose yo path, be a leader, pray for strength
Know when to cap and when to blast
Get back on track, we damn near got past crack, then every dope dealer got
snatched back, we all wit the black on black
That's sad, Is it really in our nature what make it so bad
But I ain't no better then the rest of ya'll,
plus I came up in a house wit out no dad
I knew that you left, ??? ??? you didn't won't to
But that how it is, Lord help us, You know what we going through
Hook:
It's bigger than us, it's out of my hands, that's why I'm praying to God
Oh heavenly father, keep my head above the water
It's your world, but we yo children yo son's and yo daughters
We struggling trying to get it together, but some of us ain't gonna see
tommorrow...some of us ain't gonna see tommorrow,
I know some of us ain't gonna see tommorrow
[Mystikal]
Somebody tell me what you get in a relationship
with nothing but silence, silence
We ain't married so we can't get divorced
so the only thing left is domesticated violence
When a man uses a woman to take out his problems
He abuses that woman, then man must recognize his assignment
We got two kids and you pregnant again so how can we profit
That's BULLSHIT! That ain't no reason to pull her arm out the socket
Baby I'm so sorry, you know that I luv you and didn't wanna hurt you
When I put my hands on ya, I was wrong so I don't deserve ya
I never thought I'd see the day when they scrap a nigga
when they talk about 'em on the t.v.
Now my sister flipping in the grave,
cause that's a cheap ??? and I know this can't be me
Lord help her forgive me, God give me my purpose
Jesus break this chains, you know this a vintage circle
But I got my trust in you,
I know there will be light at the end of the tunnel
I done been in many situations, she was there each and everyone of 'em
Keep me humble, I wanna take time out write down and thank ya, thank ya
Trying to make it wit out you is something we can't do
Hook:
It's bigger than us, it's out of my hands, that's why I'm praying to God
Oh heavenly father, keep my head above the water
It's your world, but we yo children yo son's and yo daughters
We struggling trying to get us together, but some of us ain't gonna see
tommorrow...some of us ain't gonna see tommorrow,
I know some of us ain't gonna see tommorrow
[Mystikal]
Lord tell them you difference
between having eternal life or forever burn, burn
Lord tell em you was wit me when I had my accident
and my truck started flipping and turnin',
When it feel like I was dying from the moment of impact,
we rolled ten times
I was down on my best, that fool came on my side of the line
But when the truck did finally stop moving I was just fine
My little brother that was on the passenger said must of got hurt
cause he was unconscious
We done had our tradegy's, we was just talking so this can't be happenin'
But before I could say anything else,
I saw the helicopter and the ambulance
My little brother came back through, first thing he said was,
"What is going on"
But the next thing he said was, "watch over me lord and keep me strong"
And right then and there, I knew every thing was gone be alright
But we ain't promised nothing
So thank you my lord for saving his life
Hook: 2x until fade
It's bigger than us, it's out of my hands, that's why I'm praying to God
Oh heavenly father, keep my head above the water
It's your world, but we yo children yo son's and yo daughters
We struggling trying to get it together, but some of us ain't gonna see
tommorrow...some of us ain't gonna see tommorrow,
I know some of us ain't gonna see tommorrow
mystikal - ain t no limit
Wuz up yall, wuz up soldiers? this m-p, the colonel.
We ain't no rookies at makin records
Mystikal, silkk
Together, oh yeah. it's time to pass out the stripes
Hah bra
I told you there wasn't no limit
I told ya like i told him
Like i mean what i say what i say is what i mean
I talk mo shit than muhammed ali
In a situation about makin my green
First impression nigga back down
Fuck they can't stand up next to me
Competition bring out the best in me
Shit you talkin weirder than elvis presley
I'm tryin to blow out bigger than the jaws of dizzey gilespie
Nigga the nigga won't let me
That's why when i get my shit i snipe like wesley
You fuckin wit my right on what you been missin in this picture
Style funkin than a big pot of chitilins in yo kitchen
Some slang in yo shit ain't hittin
Like i used the sound before
Listen to yo punk ass diamond sherm like what the fuck i'm around here for
Rough lines and hard rhymes
Consider me an asset
Slow down cause i got some more rhyme ambush ya ass set
Nigga that's how it is and i'ma make sure it stay that way
I did what they thought that i wasnt gonna do
And said what they thought that i wasn't gonna say
You know when i'm cookin
Cause you can smell it
To a buckshot from a pellet
Here i go!
I'm here to tell it
[ x 2]
Here to tell it
Stomp this motherfucker like elephant
Spray you bitches like apes
Fly by you bitches like pelicans
Put a crack in yo exo-skeletan
Shake this bitch like a bowl of gelatin
We soldiers no limit soldiers ugh there ain't no limit
Acceptin you can deliver title material
Somethin got your mind all blocked up
I be sexually exited when i'm writin
I'm racked up
Oh
Creative bails been unclogged up
I keep my elbow in your back
To keep yo ass cocked up
Ain't no fuckin wit me
Ain't no fuckin wit shit i did
26 and been through it
Tellin it like it is
Comin up with tight shit
To make your girlfriend love me
Hunt me like playin rugby
Been a star since smokin puffies
And
I'm that type of nigga that come thru this bitch
Now i stay down like it ain't nothin
My position is a matter of graphs
My title is not for uppin
Seem like i can take a little bit more that what you put out to harm me
Gotta continue to line my style to take
Formin a fort (you really will)
I writes em line for line
Take my time till the shit is all tight
Focusing mind
For most definitive could take all night
All right
Fuckin right
Unlike nobody else
I'm a one man show
Like havin sex with yourself
(oh that was good)
You know how we kick it
You know what we do
All opportunities
And all unlimit
No matter if its good
Its gotta be tru
Mix mastered and marked
Somebody sell it
Fuck wit a no limit nigga over there talkin bout
Bitch i'm here to tell it
All aboard, put your coat on boy
Cause its about to get real fuckin chilly
Smoke yo ass like a philly
Fix yo face
Why you lookin all silly
Uh i stay muggin
Or should i say stay thuggin (okay)
I ain't lettin shit pass no!
I'm whoopin yo ass down the boat
Trick i'm the illest
Shouts say fuckin thriller
Mystikal and silkk tha shocker
Is how we met like king kong godzilla
Two of the baddest niggas on one track
How many of yall see some of that
None
Well in this rap game it don't matter
We run that!
Master p, silkk, mystikal
Like herb when they fire
Yall busters better retire
Put chall mouthful under the wire
It ain't no limit to our biz
Monopolize, capitalize our share
Makin rhetoric comin thru shit we done did
Cause i lay laws down like the mayor do
Boy look i'm buck wild
Plus i got mo styles than a hairdo
I play my enemies and foes like checkers
(crown me!)
Keep those in section (how broke)
Broke like some records
No limit play it
Yall better hear it
You a bad mutha (hush yo mouth)
I was only talkin bout yo lyrics
I hang with ballers and gangstas
(oh my)
Step back for a second
And watch these soldiers come take ya
Roll by!
Entrepreneurs n tycoons
If yall doubt it
Yall better not say it cause i been known to get down and dirty
Or should i say i'm just bout it bout it
T-r-u
Yall spell it
It ain't no limit to this boy
And i'm here to tell it
There ain't no limit
Where you at mystikal!
Here i go!
Told ya shut ya mouth two of the baddest, ain't no limit
Silkk that shocker, and mystikal, ice cream man, audi 5000 tru
Represent yall cant fade us
Shut ya mouth no doubt
We just bout it bout it
Let it all out
mystikal - always look a man in the eyes
If we was owned by the white folks it will be all good
But we independent black owned and making scrilla
We a threat to society
They ban our movies our videos but we still #1 in America
You see a coward can talk shit behind a nigga back
But only a man can tell you what's on his mind
when he look you in the eyes
In other words don't judge a book by its cover
-See we successful black businessmen
but we also mercenary soldiers
(Chorus)
Always look a man in the eyes before you kill him
Even if he's a coward or a motherfucking drug dealer
(My pops say)
Verse 1 (Master P)
I sell stones out, I'm breaking them got damn phones up
Niggas they popping them keys, Master P he fucking ??
Besides them g's, I'm ?? them keys but they didn't know
That I could go gold
platinum and still slang keys out the record store
This caine got me sick
These niggas they talking that shit
Don't make me load this M16 and split your fucking shit
I caught the game from some old g's
Niggas they slanging they fucking keys
Got the game from New Orleans
Now the world know of me
I'm down south hustling from the west
To the east, in the midwest yeah ya'll niggas know of me
Trying to slang this ghetto dope to the world
Every woman, man and boy wrap these cd's up like furls
On the corner posted up with them ballers
Slanging that yella, niggas ya'll can't hold us
Gone for 15/5 when you see me its no drought
I'm the nigga on the corner with the fucking gold in my mouth
Got every fucking club bout it bout it
Got every nigga that you see rowdy rowdy
Cause I'm down here hustling putting the ghetto on the map
Independent, black owned and ain't scared to bust no caps
(Chorus x3)
Verse 2 (Mystikal)
Nigga tell me what you gone do
its just me and you, you and I
Scrap and scuffle then grab them things mano a mano
If we did the mix
flury gone smother it leave your ass studdering
Fludging
tell your fucking boys don't move
cause like a rug I got them covered
Niggas ain't like they used to be
back in the days they were playing the dozens
These days niggas will kill ya
Talking shit, say it to the end of my muzzle
We don't want no trouble, black just as subtle
Tell you what you gone fuck around and find
if you disrespect my hustle
None of you niggas fuckers, young niggas fuckable
Some niggas ??, dumb niggas suffer
Before you can even think about making a move I'm already on it
I'll have to beat your ass to the punch cause the stong survive only
Hold on bitch this shit bout to hit the ceiling
The interference started from the ground up the building
Behind mine's I just don't give a fuck
Ain't no closing my eyes
I'm gone look in your face and tear your ass up
(Chorus x3)
Verse 3 (Silkk)
Aaahh its murder
Do or die, killed or be killed
Nigga who am I
Silkk the Shocker, do or die for a mil
Don't you see I be counting money like a machine
No how I'm saying I got to buy my green
For every fiend equals money like ching ching
My dream, know what I'm saying, got to get the cream or triple beam
By it for 15/5 and I sell it for 18
You know what I'm saying, you know what a nigga like known for
Nigga kill himself before he caught the bad one,
you know what we known for
And its all good in the hood, but I still stay strapped
Keep my hands on my 45 cause these days niggas will try to straight jack
And you know how I'm saying, 4 g's and I run it
Never seen a nigga retire from the dope game, until I done it
And its cool I gotta reach eight digits
Any nigga in my way I gots to kill him
Got a look a man in the eye before you drill him
(Chorus)
mystikal - beware
Chorus: Mystikal Making Noise
First Verse:
BEWARE!
The man with the braids done walked in
Mild mannered like Clark Kent
I'M rougher and tougher than dead shark skin
This man gonna be have you flippin' like the pages of (???)
Evil like Cruella
Five minutes later I'ma still be hard as an armadillo
Roll like an eighteen wheeler
Shinin' like the slipper
Of Cinderella
And bad weather
And acapella
THIS FELLA
TOP SELLER!!!!
Gonna be that way til' I'm old as Mandela
STILL GETTIN' BETTER!!!!!
Writin' rhymes I'm best of 'em
I'm the arrester, I'm the professor
I'm the nigga that keep his picture on your girlfriend's dresser
Now really
Tell me what you muthafuckas know about gettin' ROWDY
Tell your whole Sunday gang bout it
BITCH I BEEN BOUT IT!!!!!
Now, I kick the rest of you into HASH
BOW GRASSHOPPER, BOW TO THE MAN!!!!!!!
Chorus
Second Verse:
AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
Bet'cha runnin'
I bet'cha, bet'cha I'm best that I'm better
Run with a letter
Swift as a jet or keep up with the pace setter
Sparkle like glitter
HARD HITTER
HOE GO-GETTER
SIDE STEPPIN' FROM NO NIGGA!!!!!!
Whenever you bitches decide you gonna get too big for your britches
Leavin' you stitches
Diggin' ditches
Sufferin' hickeys, cuts, scrapes, bruises, welts
Don't fuck with the RHYMIN' BLACK BELT
WATCH YOURSELF!!!!!!!
BOOM!!!!! HERE I GO!!!!!!!
BOOM BOOM!!!!!!!! I KNOW!!!!!!!
Y'all niggas can't fuck with the man with two tongues, cuz that's the way I flow
Cuz I can get hot like fire
And you can't put it out, it's like tip-toein' on top of barbed wire
For instance, persistance
No resistance, stay your distance
Is vital to your existance
You leave it to me to show you the way out
I'm never gonna play ya
I'LL TAKE YOUR OLD LADY
EVEN IF I TOOK MY BRAIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDDDS OUT!!!!!!!!!
Chorus
Third Verse:
And I'm uh, ready, and it looks like ALL you bitches are rusty
Y'all can't buss me, don't cuss me
Hit'cha, so much muthafuckin' we gone leave this bitch musty
You disgust me
Trust me
When Mystikal hits the door, you bitches be SCREAMIN' to touch me
I'm the invisible man you can't see me
I'm mackin' illusions and confusion
I'm abusin', your conclusion, and contusions, from the bruises
Issuin' these muthafuckas with the style that them bitches want
FIVE FOOT ELEVEN, screamin' to heaven
I say FUCK SHIT GOD DAMN
Bitch respect me like a reverend, and...
Congregation say "Amen"
(Amen)
Come through this muthafucka swingin' like a CAAAAVEEMAAAN
And you against me, you better not say it go back in the water
Come, come, come, come, come, come, come, come
UP JUMP THE SHIT STORM!!!!!!
From the rats
Rollin' out
Since you wanna BOW muthafucka
BOW to the master!
Chorus
mystikal - big truck boys
[Chorus 2x]
Buckle Up Boy
Dont Give a fuck boy
Here The Gillatine
Big Ryders With The rest of the Big Trunk boys
Leather Shit With the Big Chrome Boy
Hit 'em with flat double barrel Big strung Boy
[Mystikal]
Dont Get Caught Up with my big truck boy
Fuck Up Doggg!!
Respect My Line And Keep my shit clean
Aint Gone Let The Big Buck Fall
White On Black Tinted Windows
With the big black dog
Nigga Slippin Bitches
Toten
Trying To Get Knocked Off
Its With the corna Shit
Sidewalk
3 6 Hard
Aint No Mutha Fucka know whats on my old man log
From Yall with the paint balls Horrible Dogs
Ten hut but i can pay for it fog fog
Somebody follin me in my rear view
and it probaly them lawerys
Thinkin im slanging that powder
But I aint bout to cop no charge
Thats the pt crosier Double R no job
But i aint got no time im bout to ride to the frayer
Hope they dont bring my shit back cause he aint to far
If they take my shit strait over to buisness for war
im talkin better you got the yak yay
I said i aint got the day
I said you strait
Yes im on my way with my shit
THATS what i did broke off head
show me whats up thats what i said
Hot curds front light in the streets
wodie wanted every small car 5 10 east
[Chorus 2x]
[Mystikal]
Tellin a motha fucka to strada
talk on the phone drinks grada
state troopers can kiss my ass
the rest of you Bitches gone eat my dust
Hit the city limit Lyrics start
Yellin "thats my truck"
Pull Up the red light
tring to watch which nigga bone get back bra
Packin towla gone rollin through town
catch up with the fella
with drug dealls hooka's and stella's
better watch out for car jackers
some of the bitchs ass niggas jelouse
Betta lock you tower girl
they comin to get yo need devoloped
uptown hot be serivin like they be slappin round nigga's
them nigga got a gillatin in they navigator
on the back niggas standin dancin
Keepin this nigga on the nextel wont even awnser
some white nigga tryin to be like a snake
dont even know whats happening
[Chorus 2x]
[Mystikal]
Belive me niggas on 18 & 19
20 up tinted up piped up
tank up filled up grilled up loaded siked up
hyped up iced up polo striped up might up
they want fresh cuts they rush all like big trucks
Big house big car big dogs like big stuff
big piano pig feet pig smoked hut hut hut
I like the to let the sun roof to let the wind blow my hair
I tured on 5th avenue boom! there them nigga's go right there
lookin at all them guns will do harm to yo eye balls
these niggas live you might not see can the side walk
showing off with some thing mystikal
drip drop
He aught know being a dog he gone tag it
looking like he gone charge at me cut
nigga drinkin taboscian mixed with wine
put it 1 i put em with a cat fish
dangrous niggas having fun
holling at q we got a show in florida
here we come
[Chorus till fade]
mystikal - big truck driver
(feat. Byou2ful)
[Mystikal]
Whaaa, wassup nigga?
This for my niggas in them Big Trucks
This for all my niggas in them SUV's, you heard me?
This for my Big Truck Drivers, look nigga blow yo' Big Truck Horn
You still could see me in my Big Truck boy
Smilin' like a lil' kid when I sped the corner with my brand new toy
I got a bark in they call, talkin' 'bout
they wishin' I'd would've came out the garage
But, I guess that's too bad
Cause your truck used to be the shit until they saw my pad
Strobe lights flash, solar baric [boom boom]
Big feet ten runnin' while they [vroom vroom]
Another SUV can't do nothin' wit' me
I'm 23's so 22's ain't fuckin' with me
Car so big it make it hard to turn the wheel
I can't watch the T.V.'s from the sturrin-wheel
Shit, plush stronger than the buckskin ceiling
Chocolate tan interior really big truck grill
Yeah, that's how you do that there
Got bling and bass, everything clean but the ash-tray
[Hook: Byou2ful (Mystikal)]
I'm lookin' at you behind the wheel
singin' this song (I'm a Big Truck Driver)
In the big ol' truck, with the big ol' grill
rollin' on big ol' chrome (I'm a Big Truck Driver)
And you know when you pass those small trucks you doin' them wrong
(This is for my riders Big Truck Drivers
Even on a bad day everything clean but the ash-tray)
[Mystika]
Dark lights with brights, the dark windows
with the pistols in the hot spots fuckin' well right
So when you bitches try to act hype
I get the gat get the gat cause niggas don't fight
When you get to Ruben 2 then make a right at the light
And you might catch my rims will-millin' 'round night light
I played a Jag' 'round rags, and now Excursion and Escalade 'round upscale
The Range Rover's don't even get gools
'til its time for Rythim City or either House of Blues
My niggas wit' me at your seat to pick my friends up
My brother 'rice in a mother-fucking Benz' truck
Fresh light don't need no buffin'
Just call a homie where I'm at, west coast custom
Put it on a trailer and ain't no rushin'
Cause when I get it back y'all 'round can't touch it
[Hook]
[Mystikal]
Ain't no slack in my mack, rollin' slow the windows down
they recognize me so you know how they act
Cuttin' up fallin' out tryin' to flirt and get nasty
Raisin' shirt showin' titties talkin' 'bout autohgraphs
I try my best to keep my fans happy
I sign my name I grab the nipple they pull off and start laughin'
Then it's back through the hood, tryin' to find somethin' good
And after that I'm on my way back to good
I knew that I'm on course at all time
And I love grindin' like alcoholics love sweet creamy and wine
2002 and you dodgin' me now
Big Truck gonna come up ain't no holdin' us down
Grab eyes, turn heads, stop traffic
My black Big Truck half match my Big Truck jacket
Do shows and get paid when I travel stay busy it be gone
Now this a Big Truck Driver
[Hook 2x]
[Mystikal]
I'm a Big Truck Driver, I'm a Big Truck Driver
This is for my riders Big Truck Drivers
Even on a bad day everything clean but the ash-tray
mystikal - born to be a soldier
[Intro Master P]
What's up niggas and bitches.
It's the muthafuckin kisarme.
It's No Limit, Master P.
Im'a introduce y'all to the muthafuckin,
one of the hardest liuetenants on the tank, Mystikal.
We was all born to be soldiers.
See, these evil thoughts,
they was scarred into our muthafuckin souls from these wars,
the streets, the ghetto, the hood. The ghetto.
[Chorus: X 7]
[Master P]
Bitch, I'm a soldier!
[Mystikal]
I was born to be a soldier!
[Mystikal]
Ah, ATTEN!
Hoo! Muthafuckas don't you move
I got what is takes to make your ass feel (?)
You don't wanna rest in this parade
No Limit soldiers throwin grenades!
Strictly, heavy artillery, calm and gunnin
I got your ground troops runnin from INCOMING!
Go, go go go, the future caliber
Bout to rip your (?) vest, split your capita
The niggas be marchin in the land camp
Bitch we ghetto soldiers, the streets is what made us!
No LVE's, no MRE's
But we kill our enemies, and drive humvees!
[Chorus X 5]
[Master P]
Born, to be, a muthafuckin soldier
The colonel don't play, I'm out that tank
Money in the bank, make niggas thank
At ease when we rank, salute cause we cap
Fools run they trap, soldiers bust caps
Fools die a million deaths, solider dies once
Put that on my gold keys, my gat, and my blunt
Candy painted hummer, triple gold D's
We bout it, eyes on our CREAM cause we rowdy
Battle kicked advil, niggas load they carriages
Weapons on the mayor of the cash cause I know character
I'm ready to bust keys, niggas (?)
Niggas are fuckin, slanging them trees
They gon die in New Orleans
[Chorus X 4]
[Silkk]
I came out the muthafuckin womb, niggas wanna combat tank
My ghetto antics, my ghetto tactics
I smack quick, stick another gat nigga to your ass and acrobatic
Nigga what? Black, my M-16, is black bitch
I was born to drop phat shit
Punk your ass like a sac bitch
Yeah, I keep a gat bitch (?) I react quick
Blow them soldiers, told ya, and that's it
But see, I set my shit off like a punt (Go, T, Go)
We roll, I said we roll like a muthafuckin blunt
See, don't come stunt and don't try to front
I'm Silkk the Shocker, I snatch your ass like a muthafuckin duck
I put on my camoflauge nigga, straight up my fuckin boot
Why would a muthafucka who ain't TRU laugh at old shoot
About face, salute!
Tell I'ma soldier, by the way I talk
Tell I'ma soldier, by the way I march (Right, left, left)
I was born to be a soldier!
[Chorus X 4]
[Fiend]
Bringin bags and weed
Lil Fiend live by the soldiers creed
Of broken no seed in the botton pockets of my fatigues
War fatigues, playing live chess games with the chain
(?) at the gun range, cause I'll bring pain
When I'm playing survival games, that's why I sport a vest
But niggas are put to rest, but got them right tatted on my chest
I was best on my recon, started harm and dis
The war from this, is that Fiend was born from this
Scarred from this, so all the armies now go hide
Cause the crime design, stay from nine to five
Enemies retire, and the bigger go up, till my gun show up
No Limit soldiers, the world blow up!
[Chorus X 3]
[Mac]
Assassin, soldier, sniper, murderer
Son of a bitch, arsonist, house burglarer
Been there, done most before the sun rose
We changin clothes, when the po po's chase
Narrow with the bass, got them hoes all in my face
And them fake niggas hate, so I started different ways
And even when I'm dead and gone
My legacy'll live on
Tatoo me on your arm and tell niggas he got his rhyme on
Murder murder kill killin and shit that I spit
For lunatics who be feelin this shit
Put the gat in my face, I never squeal, nigga keep it real
Pops gave me the game, bout to bag a feel
We attack like the Men in Black
You react, if you got a gat
I'll never die, camoflauge in my vein
I'll never change in the purple rain
My name manifest pain, I'm a soldier
[Chorus X 8]
mystikal - bouncin back bumping me against the wall
mystikal - bouncin back
[Hook: Mystikal]
You keep bumping me against the wall
Yeah I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me...trust me
You ain't seen bouncin' back
(repeat)
[Verse 1]
I really be throwin' my words
Standing 'em up, and jammin' on the one
That ain't nobody but Neptunes bammin' on the drum
Swift flip kicks landing from the tongue
More dramatic than batman and robin, ba na na na na na
The one that be handling they business, be sharper than a thumbtack
The one that be dropping these albums, showing 'em how to comeback
And you gon' respect me and appreciate where I run at
You ain't gone piss me off, cause you sorry that you done that
I gets meaner, badder, stronger and ferocious
You don't even much wanna see the rest
I'm coming back mo' fearless, mo' determined to fold the set
I ain't even started yet
So if you ain't ready you better get ready
I know I do it better when I'm being opposed
Ah stick ya chest out, keep your chin up
'Cause sometimes you gotta get knocked down to get up
[Hook]
You keep bumping me against the wall
Yeah I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me...trust me
You ain't seen bouncin' back
(repeat)
[Verse 2]
No matter what happened that's only once it's shame on you
You come up and here and do it again then it's shame on me
Sometimes we be getting in trouble we didn't want learn or
Sometimes we be getting in trouble we ain't gon' see
I accept my wages like the way that I fail
I grow, I take 'em in stride and but 'em under my belt
I learned from you just like you learned from me
I plead, I pray for peace and perfect harmony
Somebody said fool you better keep on rapping
Stop that trippin', causin it ain't gone happin'
I told them look you better mind yo business
Change yo' way of thinking and keep on living
Done started some trouble and you ain't been out since
Cause you stuck inside scared watching CNN
Just take the precaution so yo life will be better
Tell my friends to call me I ain't accepting no letters
[Hook]
You keep bumping me against the wall
Yeah I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me...trust me
You ain't seen bouncin' back
(repeat)
[Verse 3]
You heard about me, yeah you had to
Hmm-huh, I know you changed ya mind you ain't the only one withbad news
I know that they made you feel strange huh
You was right in the middle complainin' and forgot what you wascryin' bout
It could be you time and it might be
You can't do nothing about it, its God will thats just how lifebe
One day it hit 'cha then its gone
And I'm serious and you ain't never even gone feel it until ithit home
That's when the pain run sharper and deeper
You ain't eat that's when the days feel slow and long
I know you miss 'em so it's time to uplift 'em
Try to pick the pieces up and find a way to drive on
I tell you the truth so don't lie to me
Get back Satan don't bother me
And that's the way its gotta be
And real as ever so I hope you proud of me
[Hook]
You keep bumping me against the wall
Yeah I know I let you slide before
But until you seen me...trust me
You ain't seen bouncin' back
(repeat)
You keep bumping me against the wall (3x)
You ain't seen bouncin' back
(repeat and fade out)
mystikal - come see about me
[Da Brat]
Mystikal?what?s up nigga
It?s the brat tat tat
Lettin the whole mutherfukin world know I got yo back
If you don?t like what my nigga mystikal do
Come see about that shit
Step to em? (you know what I?m sayin)
If you don?t like what I do
step to me
we gon? see bout yo muthafuckin? ass nigga?.
[Da Brat]
If I do somethin? you don?t like
come and see about it
you wanna box?
get yo dukes up I?ma be bout it
and ride off into the sunset with the windows down
feed out it
I got a foul mouth I blow weed out it
separate these thighs get the prize and eat out it
ain?t no other bitch rowdy like me
S-O-S-O def
you see cay
y?all bitch ass niggas been hurtin? me since the first day
worst way to kill em? is to hit the top of the charts
first week out R&B billboards
leave yo fake ass manger home
and if you need a nigga to come see about me
come along
I keep my enemies at fault
Don?t need em? friendly
I make at least 25 just to breathe on the beat
Tell me ? how many niggas wanna FUCK this bitch named Brat
60644 is where I?m at
Come see
[Chorus]
You?ll like me?
Come see about me
You got a problem?
Come see about me
Then hurry up
Come see about me
Wsup whodi!
Come see about me
You?ll like me?
Come see about me
You got a problem?
Come see about me
Then hurry up
Come see about me
Wsup whodi!
Come see about me
[Petey Pablo]
[knocking at a door]
who is dat ?
The burning man.
The burning man?
Yeah
Came here to burn some ass
You don?t see the burning man?
You don?t see the blazin? hand?
You don?t smell it when I walk pass? (who smokin? in here?)
That?s SoSo the brat raw
Petey Pab and Mystikal
Not nann? one of y?all
can fuck these bulldawgs
known for breakin? the law
just came home
I?ma get it on bout this damn microphone
Who da best?
Who said dis and who said dat?
Here go trhee of the best on this godamn track
You can believe dat
I?m willin to bet my jive check
You don?t rewind dis back something wrong wit yo deck
I?ma can?t forget spit it off the wall type shit
Naw he didn?t I?m talking bout y?all type shit
Green erotic Chavern Hill type shit
Betta send them folks to check for dis
Cause I?m the one to lean on
[Chorus]
You?ll like me?
Come see about me
You got a problem?
Come see about me
Then hurry up
Come see about me
Wsup whodi!
Come see about me
You?ll like me?
Come see about me
You got a problem?
Come see about me
Then hurry up
Come see about me
Wsup whodi!
Come see about me
[Mystikal]
This one is for your Majesty, his Lordship, your Excellency
Bitch barely can see me
Definitely know they can?t stand next to me
Dick get hard like rot wielder?s (you can handle it)
You know that funky break down get y?all shit adrenaline standin?
Gon? kill em? in New Orleans like killa?s from Georgia
As cold as artic recorded in Georgia
90 proof thru the roof
Y?all niggas pink lemonade
I hit the booth yo hold group bes? ventilated
Such a bunch of cowards
Ain?t worth the dirt that come off my ass and
Go down the drain when I take my shower
My Expedition be a Eddie Bauer
Sometimes I gotta comb these fuckin? rappers hair
fix they collar
Wanna be like me?
Want to take yo picture? Write that down
Be a man and tell them bitches what you calls em?
I?ma south cowboy
Howdy!!
Call them people tell em? see about me
[Chorus]
You?ll like me?
Come see about me
You got a problem?
Come see about me
Then hurry up
Come see about me
Wsup whodi!
Come see about me
You?ll like me?
Come see about me
You got a problem?
Come see about me
Then hurry up
Come see about me
Wsup whodi!
Come see about me
[Mystikal]
Come from out that Cajun
I stay ragin?
Keep it blazin?
bitch I?m crazy
half-man
half- amazin?
half way off the charts
and bitch I?m half-way in yo ass
I?m only?.half way with this track and got half y?all mad
Damn !
Soon as I come in this bitch you know I?m comin?to spit you somethin?
The microphone is considered a bad rappin? muthafucker
I?ll bust yo ass up
Like a muthafuckin? bug stuck on the windshield wiper washer
I gets a temper tantrum, for Mr.Shit-Talker
The funk havin? champion knock your shoes off
I?ll cut cha? like I?m new barber
with no guard on
bitch I?m stupid like I lost a few marbles
still ballin?
still tossin? em?
still holdin? Mc?s hands takin? they ass across the street walkin? em?
so let me know when you?re ready to bust and go head on the pavement
bring yo ass you don?t need no fuckin? invitation
[Chorus]
You?ll like me?
Come see about me
You got a problem?
Come see about me
Then hurry up
Come see about me
Come see about me
You?ll like me?
Come see about me
You got a problem?
Come see about me
Then hurry up
Come see about me
Wsup whodi!
Come see about me
Come see about me
Come see about me
[thanks to unlvboy02@home.com for these lyrics]
mystikal - danger
You know what time it is nigga,
and you know who the fuck this is. DANGER!
DANGER! Get on the floor! The nigga right chea! Sing it!
Chorus:
Been so long (sing it!)
heat's been on
So please (get on the floor!)
Show me (the nigga right chea!)
What it is that you want to see
[Mystikal:]
Go tell the DJ to put my shit on
I'm keepin' you niggas and bitches in jump from the minute I geton
Taking they shit off, showing they tattoos,
screamin, and hollerin' and all
Got the gift to come up with it,
put it together, deliver it, make them feel it, bitch I beenon!
Sharp! Like you pulled me out the pencil sharpener
Bad! Like that student in the principal's office
Put rappers in coffins
They dive like dolphins
I'm the data de-lyrical marvel you don't jump trump officer
Watch yourself!
Don't fuck around, get beside yourself
I know! Go ahead though
Bump them booties, shake ya ass, drop that pussy
Stay in line, hoe
A Fucka can't, cuz you can can
Cocked up, head down, pussy poppin' on a handstand
I believe that pussy's smokin'
If you wanna do somethin'
Then bend over, and bust that pussy open
Chorus x 2
[Mystikal]
My fuckin' concert line around the corner
Parking cars, niggas lookin' for they bitch, nothing on her!
You lookin' good momma
Why? Pshh, what's up hoe?
Sirens, limousines, and the club owner
Ya bitch you!
If you late, ain't no getting in this bitch
Cuz it's filling up
Inside packed from the floor to the ceiling up
The building ain't big enough!
I'm backstage bouncin'
Adrenalin building up!
That pussy color
Did I stutter?
The heart flutter
Make your woman drawers melt down like butter
Down like Nelly
Hype like "Belly"
The rhyme seller!
Kick ass like Jim Kelly!
Stand up, round out, boot up and frown
Tell a nigga if he wanna try it
Then bitch come on down!
No sweat, no blood, no tears
And if I tell you it's the shit
Then BITCH THAT'S WHAT IT IS!
Chorus x 2
DANGER!
Talkin 'bout
DANGER!
Motherfucker look!
Get on the floor!
The nigga right chea!
DANGER!
(Motherfucker) Watch your back!
DANGER!
(Look look) look at what? (look look)
Get on the floor!
The nigga right chea!
Get 'em up!!!
Chorus x 2
DANGER!
DANGER!
GET ON THE FLOOR!
THE NIGGA RIGHT CHEA!
SING IT!
DANGER!
DANGER!
GET ON THE FLOOR!
THE NIGGA RIGHT CHEA!
HUH!
This is my motherfuckin' floor
mystikal - dedicated to michelle tyler
[A brief tone]
[Mystikal]
Miss Michelle Tyler: Sweet, beautiful,
intelligent, talented, creative, and
crazy as hell. And missed more than
anything in the world.
Thank you for being the best sister
a brother could of ever wanted.
Twenty-four years. Laughter and joy.
Sure is gon' be hard not being able
to see your smile again, baby.
So, I guess, I'll just hold onto
all the memories that we did share,
until we meet again.
Anyway, I did it Chell. We did it.
I wish you could of been there
for the finishin' touches,
but it's all good,
cause your gonna always
be in my heart.
Oh, thank you for hoopin' on
I'm Not That Nigga for me.
You did that, baby. You
were already a angel, so
I guess your just goin' home.
And, I know that heavenly
choir sound good up there, now.
They one more strong.
So, you keep singin' baby,
and I'm gonna keep you in my heart
and my thoughts.
I love you.
mystikal - dick on the track
mystikal talking]
Hey there, Sup boo?
Whats happenin?
Come holla at me
Naww come here, Yuh I got somthin for you
Its gon make ya say Ungh
I aint sayin nothin, Yall jus playin
Comere, why you actin like that?
Naw for real, come ere tho, Mmm hmmmm
[mystikal]
You got that fire
Aint to fly, But When I jus walked by ya
Hands at your side, Dont you know I aint your average buya
I thought you live on the twelve-hundred block on Tecnuiqe
By tha studio apartments, right off 70 street
She said ya, How do you know that?
I said you live next door to my friend
Her name tazra
She said, Oh you know tim?
I said ya we use ta kick it man, What about it?
She said no thats cool, Thats my girl
Dont take it how it sounded
She said you mean
I said who told ya?
me and you can make music, dats kinda what im hopin for
movin like im automated
what we bakin?
mixin, blendin and twisted
tha neighbors gonn be listenin
She said Slow down baby, movin kinda swift
Besides we just met I usually dont get down like this
I said Dont even trip I got you!
She said, You sure?
I said Yup I got to!
[chorus]
Put tha dick on tha track, and make em sang
Put the needle to the grove [x2]
Them otha niggaz aint gonna do what i do!
[mystikal]
When i hit ya with tha tenor
Say sapreno
When your moanin
we aint gonna stop makin racket
Till in the mornin
I say baby kick it wit me all nite
safe sex, like pot holder on my mic!
Commin thru the woofer, In your speaker
when we freakin, I can see you gettin hot
why you weakinin? Climaxin
While im rappin
Whats my name, and who its for?
dats what im askin
spitin like wax
all over 64 tracks
remember shock ta knock you sax
symbols, and high hats
gettin nasty with the music
to be funky like a bass line
Disregard it and get ya good sing
Aint no red lights, When i take mine
Im havin sexual intercourse with the chorus
screamin! hot vocals got your adlibs gettin hoarse
sweatin the whole session, your circuits burnt
She said baby dont beat it down no more
Its just the second Verse!
[chorus x2]
[mystikal]
First time I laid eyes on ya I was like zaaam
Tell me, girl where you goin? whats your name?
she said Pam
and I think its only better that you know who I am
Im the man they make high, like the melophones in southern japan
the way I work my aucustics, aint no comparin
very rough and aggresive when i lay em
Huffin and puffin, Right when I see em
Ya breakin it down so scandalouz
She got me thinkin, when else
Im touchin ya like a massager
Ill be bustin off soon as ya touch me in
you can hear It through the soundproof booth
Fuckin up the roof!
Dont stop, she on top
And im watchin em jiggle
no more preachin and minglin
She pregnant with my singer
I dont be kissin and tellin
But its gotta be told
Now im 500 dollas short
unless we got married, I wed till I was old
To infinite, Im plannin our future
Its jus gonn be me, you, nobody else, MIne and Mystikal Junior!
[chorus x4, then in backround till fade]
[Mystikal talking]
How that feel?
Com here, Take dem headphones off
Turn around little baby
I put tha dick on the track, ya feel me
Its like when i get on the track
I have sex with it, I make out with it
We make woopie, we do the nasty
Anyone wanna jus jump on and rush it?
Im gonna spend time wit you
I aint quitin halfway
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