Lirik Lagu Here Come the Gangstas - Apathy
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[Chorus:]"Here come the gangstas...Uh huhand you can't see their face...Uh huh" [x2]"They're comin' for you"
[Verse 1:]CT all day, bad news all dayGrade school teacher moved my desk into the hallwayTrouble starter, mother/father taught me how to hustle harderSee dough like Nino, but fuck The Carter, must be smarterApply the profit 'till my pockets overflowAny opposition tryin' to stop it and I'll overthrowComin' out buckin' like a cowboy on a bull at a rodeoThrow you in a hole below the stone where the ??? goFlows that all your homies know from Canada to TokyoI'm steppin on your toes like an amateur that dosey doeScientific, typical, a genius is the evilestWho raised hell so high, the Eskimos are feverishBe cool, 'cause me even dealin' with these foolsIs kinda like a rocket scientist teachin' pre-schoolY'all swear to God that ya gangsta gangstaBut reality'll rearrange ya
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]Even with all the hate and love that I've receivedI sit and read off the page 'till my iris bleedI've seen it all from the backwoods, 'burbs and treesOverseas, back to CT, home to meTo them shitty city blocks, dudes hustlin' ki'sWhere the breeze blows excess weaves like tumbleweedsI'm up 24/7 with beats in my headNo time to sleep, son, I'll sleep when I'm deadAnd I ain't really sweatin' all that MC shitForget 'em, I buy backpackers and trendy chicks'Cause when I start to see success, then the envy hitsThey used to love me, now I'm on their enemy listI'm tryin' to write the right song that'll get me richDip in the Hollywood hills 'till my Bentley flipsMy flow's fluid as a wave that a jetski skipsMy wife's Japanese and white, little sexy bitchMy pen's a MAC-10, my freestyle's a shellMy cell was set with a speed dial for HellSo...no more thinkin' that you're gangsta gangstaBut reality'll rearrange ya
[Chorus]
[Bridge x2:]It's all gangstas, gangstas at the top of the listSo I play my own shit, it goes somethin' like this
[Verse 3:]I'm the icing on the cake, money in the bankInmates who make shanks out the mixtape caseThe look on a fiend's face when his lips taste baseIs based on the fact that crack put him into outer spaceBased on that, if this is just based on rapI keep it basic and just bump bass on tracksIn fact...A lot of y'all think ya gangsta gangstaBut reality'll rearrange ya
[Chorus]
[Outro:]Yeah, Chum...another Skrilla Guerilla killaDemigodz, Doe RakersWhat up, Celph? What up, Mo'?What up, Hoot? What up, Spliff?What up, E? What up, South Paw?Yeah...uhh! Uh!
[Verse 1:]CT all day, bad news all dayGrade school teacher moved my desk into the hallwayTrouble starter, mother/father taught me how to hustle harderSee dough like Nino, but fuck The Carter, must be smarterApply the profit 'till my pockets overflowAny opposition tryin' to stop it and I'll overthrowComin' out buckin' like a cowboy on a bull at a rodeoThrow you in a hole below the stone where the ??? goFlows that all your homies know from Canada to TokyoI'm steppin on your toes like an amateur that dosey doeScientific, typical, a genius is the evilestWho raised hell so high, the Eskimos are feverishBe cool, 'cause me even dealin' with these foolsIs kinda like a rocket scientist teachin' pre-schoolY'all swear to God that ya gangsta gangstaBut reality'll rearrange ya
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]Even with all the hate and love that I've receivedI sit and read off the page 'till my iris bleedI've seen it all from the backwoods, 'burbs and treesOverseas, back to CT, home to meTo them shitty city blocks, dudes hustlin' ki'sWhere the breeze blows excess weaves like tumbleweedsI'm up 24/7 with beats in my headNo time to sleep, son, I'll sleep when I'm deadAnd I ain't really sweatin' all that MC shitForget 'em, I buy backpackers and trendy chicks'Cause when I start to see success, then the envy hitsThey used to love me, now I'm on their enemy listI'm tryin' to write the right song that'll get me richDip in the Hollywood hills 'till my Bentley flipsMy flow's fluid as a wave that a jetski skipsMy wife's Japanese and white, little sexy bitchMy pen's a MAC-10, my freestyle's a shellMy cell was set with a speed dial for HellSo...no more thinkin' that you're gangsta gangstaBut reality'll rearrange ya
[Chorus]
[Bridge x2:]It's all gangstas, gangstas at the top of the listSo I play my own shit, it goes somethin' like this
[Verse 3:]I'm the icing on the cake, money in the bankInmates who make shanks out the mixtape caseThe look on a fiend's face when his lips taste baseIs based on the fact that crack put him into outer spaceBased on that, if this is just based on rapI keep it basic and just bump bass on tracksIn fact...A lot of y'all think ya gangsta gangstaBut reality'll rearrange ya
[Chorus]
[Outro:]Yeah, Chum...another Skrilla Guerilla killaDemigodz, Doe RakersWhat up, Celph? What up, Mo'?What up, Hoot? What up, Spliff?What up, E? What up, South Paw?Yeah...uhh! Uh!
