Eightball - We started this

Tekst :

Chorus (2x)
We started the shit, and we gon finish the shit!

MJG:

Riding down the strip on a trip in my Ham sammich
Started this shit and I m gon finish yes I am dammit
We gonna slam it down like to hit it, here its shitted
Here its time for them niggas in Memphis, Tenn to get deep within it
How deep? shit the devil stay right down the street
and why you mad? the rebels tied a brother by his feet
for what, for what I don t know they tied him to a pickup truck
then posted up and down like they didn t really give a fuck
I get rid of bigots with bad racial equalities
bust back at KKK s who try to follow me
these hollowties saving my ass in crucial situations
any other tactics I need, I use imagination
I m ten steps ahead of your ass type of nigga
shit that I already know you try to figure
give up, put your ship up, don t try to sail
don t you see we got this shit built up, can t pry a nail
in my foundation my sound making too many bump all out the trunk
get crunk and blow blunts and buck jump
ain t no luck chump we come intentional with this dope shit
using a pen or a pencil back when I wrote this
space age, feel it perculatin but all this hurt and hatin
still keep on bringing people back to old situations
I change the stations but they playing the same list
we started the shit and we gon finish the shit
Chorus (4x)

Eightball:

Mental battlescars polluting my cranium
watered down fake niggas I m draining em and training em
Claiming them Suave House niggas to the dirt bitch
cross the family and you gon find yourself gettin hurt, bitch
peices all in a nigga mind it ain t reality
fuck reconciliation, niggas don t want no unity
born dyin every minute death is closer to me
its like I m in a movie, except I m feeling everything
pain when another motherfucker try to touch me
anger when a petty player faker try to fuck me
8-B-A-double L, fat M-A-C
nice with a mic and I don t think you wanna fuck with me
love head doctors and I don t mean a psyciatrist
bitches with that lip grip tighter than a gorilla fist
pimp shit, when is everybody gonna learn
Pimps and gangstas make the universe turn
poverty with the right amount of hustle turns to riches
but wrong situations turn hard niggas to bitches
I was born in the war zone fought for everything I got
learned about my hustle, nigga worked and made the shit hot
hoes started jockin niggas, boppin like they bitches too
other niggas mad cause they only sold a tape or two
fuck what you heard nigga fuck who you be
suave got the hookup cause suave got the cheese nigga

Chorus (8x)

Inne utwory

  • Jankie
  • If i die
  • Put your hands up
  • Reason for rhyme
  • Pure uncut remix
  • Stompin and pimpin
  • Get it crunk
  • Thorn
  • Pimps
  • Like dat
  • Bounce wit me
  • Playerz night out
  • Niggaz like us
  • Intro
  • Coffee shoppe
  • Losowe utwory

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    ...

    Say the word

    Come on baby,
    oh girl,
    say the word
    and I will, oh yeah

    Now I ve had my mind on this girl
    the most beautifuliest thing I ve ever seen in the world
    those caramel eyes had me melt every time
    and I think I...

    Gimme a break

    YOU KNOW YOU TALKED OUT OF TURN
    YOU´RE NOT RIGHT
    I´M NOT BREAKIN´ YOUR HEART
    AND NOW YOUR EYES GONNA BURN
    THROUGH THE NIGHT
    THEY MAY KEEP US APART
    I HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO GO
    CREATING A SILENCE IN ME, YOU KNOW...

    Isobel

    In a forest pitch-dark
    Glowed the tiniest spark
    It burst into flame
    Like me
    Like me

    My name Isobel
    Married to myself
    My love Isobel
    Living by herself

    In a heart full of dust
    Lives a creature called lust
    It surprises and scares
    Like me
    Like me

    My name Isobel
    Married to myself
    My love Isobel
    Living by herself

    When she does it she means to
    Moth delivers her...

    Unravel

    While you are away
    My heart comes undone
    Slowly unravels
    In a ball of yarn
    The devil collects it
    With a grin
    Our love
    In a ball of yarn

    He ll never return it

    So when you come back
    We ll have to make new love

    He ll never return it

    When you come back
    We ll have to make new love
    ...