Funkmaster Flex Lyrics
Funkmaster Flex Lyrics
"Feelin the Hate - Ja Rule & The Murderers Lyrics"
Nervous Night Lyrics
Nervous night, time on my hands Private invasion of the promised land Two on the run, that's you and me Maybe we can make it through this emergency Oh, nervous night African queen, we said so many things we didn't mean Maybe another day, maybe it'd be alright Oh, nervous night Right outside, shiny and clean A million vegetables I must be dreaming On my window ledge, can I crawl through Look out, look out below, I'm coming
Nervous night, time on my hands Private invasion of the promised land Two on the run, that's you and me Maybe we can make it through this emergency Oh, nervous night African queen, we said so many things we didn't mean Maybe another day, maybe it'd be alright Oh, nervous night Right outside, shiny and clean A million vegetables I must be dreaming On my window ledge, can I crawl through Look out, look out below, I'm coming
* uncredited, but +probably+ Charli Baltimore
[Funkmaster Flex]
Murder Inc baby
[Tah Murdah]
Y'all motherfuckers know what this shit is
Take over nigga (gimme that shit man)
Funk Flex nigga
Murder Inc nigga
Tah Murdah, Black Child, C.B., O1
And my nigga Ja Rule
[Black Child & Tah Murdah]
Yeah put your motherfuckin fingers in the air, we here
And it's money and murda all year
Yo it's nothing but the money, gettin cash you feel us
A hundred mill is deep all black we killers
Nothing but the realer niggaz and we after skrilla
So if you in the path or blockin the cash, block and we blast
Bitch nigga throw em up, we still don't give a fuck
This is Flex shit we party reckless you can't exit
And all my nillas if you willin to win it like we in it
Throw your guns up, throw em up, and fuck keepin the chome tucked
Spit on some shit and shatted and tear your bones up
Cadillac Esc
Brazen Lyrics
I called you brazen Called you whore right to your face And watched you silently And publicly disgraced I didn't notice When you strengthened like a vice That you were trembling And burned beneath the ice Ooh, ooh Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you?alade sittin on dubs, chromed up
We blow dro in the no-smoking sections
Toting weapons, smokin sessions
Nigga better respect it or the paramedics be pressing on your chest
When you gasp for breathe minutes away from death
Remorseless, yeah never the less
When I spit shit'll rip through your leather and vest
All my 70's babies on Henny and Haze
Feel me baby, I was slingin twenties in the shade
Killers hate me, niggaz wanna see me in my grave
Niggaz make me, wanna grab the milly and spray
I'm a Pov City hustler, I'm from the Woodhull gutters
Which means it's still murda motherfucker
[Chorus: Ronnie Bumps]
Have you ever had a pussy nigga runnin his mouth
That's a nigga that you kill, let him die down south
Get in there, catch the body, spit it and bounce
I'm druged up of an ounce of 'dro, I want dough
And the same niggaz who killed your pops, kill em all
Stop, wait, multiply the eight
Feelin the
Proper, killer, copper, shit has just begun
[C.B.]
What, what..
What the fuck, been a menace since +Volume III+
When I was un un un'nin, pussy second coming
Who the fuck what want it wit'cha
Chrome twenties on a squad of ducks
Sittin spittin fifty get wit me
Bitch hustle nigga, earn stripes
Me and Chi-ha gunnin a turnpike, turn right
Hit that brickball, hardcore, platinum dog
I get in ya, fuck a stage, ya murderer kill these bars
[O1]
As far as the dough go I'm hungry, I need this bread
I ain't sharin with none of y'all, I'm killin niggaz instead
Poppin lead, somebody's gonna wind up dead
Hard drugs over the edge, I'm out of my head
Y'all niggaz ready to die?
I'm layin niggaz down flat, you'll be dead in the sky
Niggaz ain't built for crime
Niggaz ain't built for street life, so fuck five mics
Fuck pigs, fuck police, murda for life nigga
[Ch
[Ja Rule]
Motherfuckers, I'm untearable and I'll piss on you
That heat you spit, I spits that too
Put three in you, match yo' name
It's really the Rule nigga that pops them thangs
For real, it's in my bloodline ready to kill
Cause nigga I happen to know you
It's about time I expose you
The world over, you fraudulent niggaz it's all over
Get ready, the hostile murderers take over
You scared but don't know
Cause I like sendin my slugs in excess, and makes the wet steps
I, mack cold blooded and bitches I fucks love it
I'll asssassinate your character and think nothin of it
I'm a Murderer, niggaz must not value they life
Cause I'm a Murderer, niggaz best be ready to die
I'm a Murderer, niggaz scared it's all in they eyes
Funk Flex, I-N-C, it's murda for life
[Tah Murdah]
My nigga BJ
Ronnie Bumps
My nigga Pre
My nigga Dirty
Funk Flex nigga
Funk Flex nigga
I called you brazen Called you whore right to your face And watched you silently And publicly disgraced I didn't notice When you strengthened like a vice That you were trembling And burned beneath the ice Ooh, ooh Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you?
We blow dro in the no-smoking sections
Toting weapons, smokin sessions
Nigga better respect it or the paramedics be pressing on your chest
When you gasp for breathe minutes away from death
Remorseless, yeah never the less
When I spit shit'll rip through your leather and vest
All my 70's babies on Henny and Haze
Feel me baby, I was slingin twenties in the shade
Killers hate me, niggaz wanna see me in my grave
Niggaz make me, wanna grab the milly and spray
I'm a Pov City hustler, I'm from the Woodhull gutters
Which means it's still murda motherfucker
[Chorus: Ronnie Bumps]
Have you ever had a pussy nigga runnin his mouth
That's a nigga that you kill, let him die down south
Get in there, catch the body, spit it and bounce
I'm druged up of an ounce of 'dro, I want dough
And the same niggaz who killed your pops, kill em all
Stop, wait, multiply the eight
Feelin the
Hope On Fire Lyrics
music by Vienna Teng, David Henry and Jim Batcho gotta fight gotta strike 'cause there's no turning away from what you don't want to know gotta see gotta be if they're all going astray don't let them take you in tow you're a one-man shift in the weather you're the woman who just won't sell climbing up and ringing the bell ooh you're gonna make your mark this time ooh you're gonna set your hope on fire gotta leave gotta
ate, walls come out, get on onemusic by Vienna Teng, David Henry and Jim Batcho gotta fight gotta strike 'cause there's no turning away from what you don't want to know gotta see gotta be if they're all going astray don't let them take you in tow you're a one-man shift in the weather you're the woman who just won't sell climbing up and ringing the bell ooh you're gonna make your mark this time ooh you're gonna set your hope on fire gotta leave gotta
Proper, killer, copper, shit has just begun
[C.B.]
What, what..
What the fuck, been a menace since +Volume III+
When I was un un un'nin, pussy second coming
Who the fuck what want it wit'cha
Chrome twenties on a squad of ducks
Sittin spittin fifty get wit me
Bitch hustle nigga, earn stripes
Me and Chi-ha gunnin a turnpike, turn right
Hit that brickball, hardcore, platinum dog
I get in ya, fuck a stage, ya murderer kill these bars
[O1]
As far as the dough go I'm hungry, I need this bread
I ain't sharin with none of y'all, I'm killin niggaz instead
Poppin lead, somebody's gonna wind up dead
Hard drugs over the edge, I'm out of my head
Y'all niggaz ready to die?
I'm layin niggaz down flat, you'll be dead in the sky
Niggaz ain't built for crime
Niggaz ain't built for street life, so fuck five mics
Fuck pigs, fuck police, murda for life nigga
[Ch
What He Has To Say Lyrics
[Main Choir] King Want To Know ! King Want To Know What He Has To Say ! [Oddyfer Guardian] My Dear Sir He's Outside He Says He Wants To Talk To You Keeps Saying That He Has Something To Explain [Oddyfer] Ok Please... Let Him In ! And Let's Hear What He Has To Say This Human Seems To Be Determined ! [Oddyfer Guardian & Oddyfer Consultants Choir]</i> He Is A Human ! [Oddyfer]</i> I'm Not Afraid ! [Oddyf
orus][Main Choir] King Want To Know ! King Want To Know What He Has To Say ! [Oddyfer Guardian] My Dear Sir He's Outside He Says He Wants To Talk To You Keeps Saying That He Has Something To Explain [Oddyfer] Ok Please... Let Him In ! And Let's Hear What He Has To Say This Human Seems To Be Determined ! [Oddyfer Guardian & Oddyfer Consultants Choir]</i> He Is A Human ! [Oddyfer]</i> I'm Not Afraid ! [Oddyf
[Ja Rule]
Motherfuckers, I'm untearable and I'll piss on you
That heat you spit, I spits that too
Put three in you, match yo' name
It's really the Rule nigga that pops them thangs
For real, it's in my bloodline ready to kill
Cause nigga I happen to know you
It's about time I expose you
The world over, you fraudulent niggaz it's all over
Get ready, the hostile murderers take over
You scared but don't know
Cause I like sendin my slugs in excess, and makes the wet steps
I, mack cold blooded and bitches I fucks love it
I'll asssassinate your character and think nothin of it
I'm a Murderer, niggaz must not value they life
Cause I'm a Murderer, niggaz best be ready to die
I'm a Murderer, niggaz scared it's all in they eyes
Funk Flex, I-N-C, it's murda for life
[Tah Murdah]
My nigga BJ
Ronnie Bumps
My nigga Pre
My nigga Dirty
Funk Flex nigga
Funk Flex nigga