Strung Out《Kill Your Scene》歌曲信息
歌名：Kill Your Scene
歌手：Strung Out
專輯：An American Paradox
Strung Out《Kill Your Scene》文本歌詞
You a what? Bad Boy Killaz
(That's right bitch, Fuck em' all)
Hahaha yeah nigga, fuck em' all
(That's right bitch, Fuck em' all)
Fuck all you muthafuckers
Ay Yo Biggie Put your hands up
Now I can make it happen
My rappin' is similar to muthafuckers
When they scrappin'
Blast and watch em' back up
Notorious biggie killer
Affiliation with death row
Niggaz get their caps pealed back
Fool this the west coast
Fuck a misdemeanor I'm raisin hell like felonies
Mr. Makaveli straight outta jail to sellin' these
Intoxicated we duplicated but never faded
Now that we made it my adversaries is player hatin'
Got a Mercedes for these tricks
That thought I quit
Then got a drop top jag for these bitches that's on my dick
Go to a club in a pack
I'm smokin' bud in the back
I wait for niggaz to trip
Cause bitch I love to scrap
Now mama raised me as a thug nigga
With love niggaz
I'm a millionaire started as a drug dealer
I went from rocks to zines
Writing raps and movies
I went from trustin'' these tricks now they all want to sue me
So Fuck em' all
(That's right bitch, Fuck em' all)
Come put your hands up in the air, it's a middle finger affair, yeah
(That's right bitch, Fuck em' all)
Now could you picture my criminal status at its fuckin' peak
Even the baddest be gettin murdered in they seats
I'm addicted to these streets
like crack is to these creeps
Seein' visions of a prison
wake up screamin' in my sleep
Is there a heaven in this hell
a possibility of livin' well
But if they killin' me
I get my stripes and whose to tell
Choosing to sell
I'd rather die and be deceased
World mob figga addicted to these fucking streets
Now put your muthafucking hands up
If you'se a rider (ride)
Niggaz ain't killers
So they hidin'
Why?
Fuck em' all, touch em' all
That's the way that we do it
Ride up, hop the fuck out watch that bitch nigga lose it
Man I'm as strong as this game
Ya'll be knowing my name (Edi)
A young high strung thug nigga
Created by pain
Livin' my life in the fast lane
Gettin' fucked by the past
Got my mind on my cash and my next piece of ass
So fuck em' all
(That's right bitch, Fuck em' all)
Come put your hands up in the air, It's a middle finger
affair, yeah
(That's right bitch, Fuck em' all)
I do my girl all by my lonely, don't need no phony homey to
call me
(That's right bitch, Fuck em' all)
Back off I hit at everyone of you homies, so don't get
comfortable, I'm runnin' you
(That's right bitch, Fuck em' all)
Nigga, we Outlaw ridah'z don't give a fuck if ya love us we
thuggin'
I got glad bags with enemies
Cut up so they remember me
Soaked up in Hennessey
So they relatives know it's me
You can bet your last dollar
I'll dick em' and holla
Ridin' these hoochies
Like they some heavy ass Chevy impalas
Jump up and get your ass shot up
For the profit pick my glock up
I'm bustin' in self defense ya see
Poppin' nobody got em'
Holla Outlaw riders
Mash up on the gas pedal
Vacate the scene
Count the cash and stash the precious metal
Here come the coppers
The swat team and the helicopters
Them crackers is crazy
Why? Cause they'll never stop us
I watch Arnold Swarchzenegger
bust some body in the movie
Now I want to do it too
Ohh, ohh niggaz is too through
True to the game
I claim Outlaw riders
We give a fuck what they try
I'm...
Cause Young Noble behind it
Can you picture me stickin' niggaz for they watch and chain
Kick back lil nigga
And watch the game
Get your mobb rocked and what-not
We keep it poppin' like a drug spot
The streets know what's hot
Trust me
Even my hood call me baby Malcolm X with the tek's
Shower some slugs on em'
I've got a brother don't rest
And he keep some drugs on him
Always in grind mood
Hustle to find food
Ever seen faces of death
That's what my nine do
I keep my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
With my back against the wall
Like I'm runnin' outta time
Even rap with a gat
I must be goin' out my mind
Like I'm up against the world
This guerilla team of mine
Screamin'
(That's right bitch, Fuck em all)
Thug Life Bitch, Fuck em' all
And die for em'
Even if them the last nigga left I'ma ride for em'
Feel me?
Until they kill me, that's how I'm rollin'
Fuck em' all
Let them die
That's my slogan
Fuck em' all
(That's right bitch, Fuck em all)
Come put your hands up in the air, It's a middle finger affair, yeah
(That's right bitch, Fuck em all)
I do my girl up by my lonely, don't need no phony homey to call me
(That's right bitch, Fuck em all)
Back off I hit at everyone of you homies so don't get comfortable, I'm runnin' you
(That's right bitch, Fuck em all)
Nigga, we Outlaw ridah'z don't give a fuck if ya love us we thuggin'
(That's right bitch, Fuck em all) (repeat 2 times to fade)
歌曲 - Fuck Em All (Feat the Outlawz)
Strung Out《Kill Your Scene》LRC歌詞
[ti:Fuck Em All]
[ar:2Pac]
[al:Better Dayz]
[00:00.00]You a what? Bad Boy Killaz
[00:01.83](That's right bitch, Fuck em' all)
[00:05.15]Hahaha yeah nigga, fuck em' all
[00:07.90](That's right bitch, Fuck em' all)
[00:09.15]Fuck all you muthafuckers
[00:10.84]Ay Yo Biggie Put your hands up
[00:12.46]
[00:13.30]Now I can make it happen
[00:14.44]My rappin' is similar to muthafuckers
[00:16.38]When they scrappin'
[00:17.42]Blast and watch em' back up
[00:18.87]Notorious biggie killer
[00:20.17]Affiliation with death row
[00:21.68]Niggaz get their caps pealed back
[00:23.69]Fool this the west coast
[00:24.85]Fuck a misdemeanor I'm raisin hell like felonies
[00:27.57]Mr. Makaveli straight outta jail to sellin' these
[00:30.69]Intoxicated we duplicated but never faded
[00:33.53]Now that we made it my adversaries is player hatin'
[00:36.22]Got a Mercedes for these tricks
[00:37.92]That thought I quit
[00:39.13]Then got a drop top jag for these bitches that's on my dick
[00:41.81]Go to a club in a pack
[00:43.25]I'm smokin' bud in the back
[00:44.45]I wait for niggaz to trip
[00:45.75]Cause bitch I love to scrap
[00:47.31]Now mama raised me as a thug nigga
[00:48.98]With love niggaz
[00:50.28]I'm a millionaire started as a drug dealer
[00:53.00]I went from rocks to zines
[00:54.62]Writing raps and movies
[00:55.87]I went from trustin'' these tricks now they all want to sue me
[00:58.58]So Fuck em' all
[00:58.84]
[00:59.38](That's right bitch, Fuck em' all)
[01:01.85]Come put your hands up in the air, it's a middle finger affair, yeah
[01:04.73](That's right bitch, Fuck em' all)
[01:07.13]
[01:09.69]Now could you picture my criminal status at its fuckin' peak
[01:12.89]Even the baddest be gettin murdered in they seats
[01:15.60]I'm addicted to these streets
[01:17.09]like crack is to these creeps
[01:18.62]Seein' visions of a prison
[01:19.91]wake up screamin' in my sleep
[01:21.05]Is there a heaven in this hell
[01:22.71]a possibility of livin' well
[01:24.89]But if they killin' me
[01:25.92]I get my stripes and whose to tell
[01:27.98]Choosing to sell
[01:28.74]I'd rather die and be deceased
[01:30.71]World mob figga addicted to these fucking streets
[01:32.34]
[01:33.35]Now put your muthafucking hands up
[01:35.50]If you'se a rider (ride)
[01:36.74]Niggaz ain't killers
[01:37.60]So they hidin'
[01:38.73]Why?
[01:39.47]Fuck em' all, touch em' all
[01:40.67]That's the way that we do it
[01:42.19]Ride up, hop the fuck out watch that bitch nigga lose it
[01:44.83]Man I'm as strong as this game
[01:46.14]Ya'll be knowing my name (Edi)
[01:47.74]A young high strung thug nigga
[01:49.71]Created by pain
[01:50.99]Livin' my life in the fast lane
[01:52.22]Gettin' fucked by the past
[01:53.60]Got my mind on my cash and my next piece of ass
[01:55.95]So fuck em' all
[01:56.29]
[01:56.84](That's right bitch, Fuck em' all)
[01:59.23]Come put your hands up in the air, It's a middle finger
[02:01.49]affair, yeah
[02:02.66](That's right bitch, Fuck em' all)
[02:05.01]I do my girl all by my lonely, don't need no phony homey to
[02:07.89]call me
[02:08.70](That's right bitch, Fuck em' all)
[02:10.58]Back off I hit at everyone of you homies, so don't get
[02:13.20]comfortable, I'm runnin' you
[02:14.51](That's right bitch, Fuck em' all)
[02:16.39]Nigga, we Outlaw ridah'z don't give a fuck if ya love us we
[02:18.71]thuggin'
[02:18.99]
[02:19.20]I got glad bags with enemies
[02:20.84]Cut up so they remember me
[02:22.28]Soaked up in Hennessey
[02:23.50]So they relatives know it's me
[02:24.92]You can bet your last dollar
[02:26.66]I'll dick em' and holla
[02:27.53]Ridin' these hoochies
[02:28.69]Like they some heavy ass Chevy impalas
[02:30.96]Jump up and get your ass shot up
[02:32.30]For the profit pick my glock up
[02:33.73]I'm bustin' in self defense ya see
[02:35.30]Poppin' nobody got em'
[02:36.78]Holla Outlaw riders
[02:37.78]Mash up on the gas pedal
[02:39.57]Vacate the scene
[02:40.48]Count the cash and stash the precious metal
[02:42.79]Here come the coppers
[02:44.25]The swat team and the helicopters
[02:45.32]Them crackers is crazy
[02:46.22]Why? Cause they'll never stop us
[02:47.64]I watch Arnold Swarchzenegger
[02:49.67]bust some body in the movie
[02:50.87]Now I want to do it too
[02:52.41]Ohh, ohh niggaz is too through
[02:54.20]True to the game
[02:55.43]I claim Outlaw riders
[02:56.44]We give a fuck what they try
[02:57.79]I'm...
[02:58.04]
[02:58.81]Cause Young Noble behind it
[02:59.72]Can you picture me stickin' niggaz for they watch and chain
[03:02.45]Kick back lil nigga
[03:04.17]And watch the game
[03:05.36]Get your mobb rocked and what-not
[03:07.43]We keep it poppin' like a drug spot
[03:09.34]The streets know what's hot
[03:10.70]Trust me
[03:10.95]
[03:11.18]Even my hood call me baby Malcolm X with the tek's
[03:12.87]Shower some slugs on em'
[03:14.34]I've got a brother don't rest
[03:15.87]And he keep some drugs on him
[03:17.37]Always in grind mood
[03:18.60]Hustle to find food
[03:19.94]Ever seen faces of death
[03:21.58]That's what my nine do
[03:22.18]
[03:22.71]I keep my mind on my money
[03:23.90]And my money on my mind
[03:25.40]With my back against the wall
[03:26.80]Like I'm runnin' outta time
[03:28.28]Even rap with a gat
[03:29.66]I must be goin' out my mind
[03:31.09]Like I'm up against the world
[03:32.48]This guerilla team of mine
[03:33.76]Screamin'
[03:33.96]
[03:34.40](That's right bitch, Fuck em all)
[03:35.01]Thug Life Bitch, Fuck em' all
[03:35.84]
[03:36.28]And die for em'
[03:37.43]Even if them the last nigga left I'ma ride for em'
[03:40.03]Feel me?
[03:40.73]Until they kill me, that's how I'm rollin'
[03:42.58]Fuck em' all
[03:43.88]Let them die
[03:44.43]That's my slogan
[03:45.19]Fuck em' all
[03:45.62]
[03:46.14](That's right bitch, Fuck em all)
[03:48.43]Come put your hands up in the air, It's a middle finger affair, yeah
[03:51.48](That's right bitch, Fuck em all)
[03:54.07]I do my girl up by my lonely, don't need no phony homey to call me
[03:56.91](That's right bitch, Fuck em all)
[03:59.75]Back off I hit at everyone of you homies so don't get comfortable, I'm runnin' you
[04:02.88](That's right bitch, Fuck em all)
[04:05.46]Nigga, we Outlaw ridah'z don't give a fuck if ya love us we thuggin'
[04:08.83](That's right bitch, Fuck em all) (repeat 2 times to fade)
[04:17.36]
[04:18.37]歌曲 - Fuck Em All (Feat the Outlawz)
[04:19.77]歌手 - 2Pac
[04:20.85]
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