Lirik Lagu I Shot Ya (remix) - L.L. Cool J
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Verse One: Keith Murray
Haaah! (wooooooo!)Yeah, (hah, hah, hah, hah) L.O.D.Keith Murray, Def SquadMista, Mista, Mista, Mista SmithYou wanna hit? (You wanna hit?)Uhh, gimme an hour plus a pen and a pad
Yo... I'm here to make a dollar out of fifteen centsAnd let my balls hang like I'm on a toilet takin a shitMy style is all that, and a big bag of chips wit the dipFuck all that sensuous shitI represent intellectual violenceAnd leave your click holier than the Ten CommandmentsLike Redman I shift with tha ruckIf ya if was a spliff we'd be all fucked up [Word up!]No need to ask you who is he, Son I get busyScuff my Timbs on the boulevard of many ruff cities [Chicago, LA, any of them]I'll have to Norman Bate ya I love ta hate yaCause youse a freak by natureCan't wait to face ya, mutilate yaDrink your style down straight wit no chaser [Word up!]My verbal combat's like a mini-Mac to your backAs soon as one of you niggaz try to over react [BLAOW!]Tha L.O.D. love good confrontation or vamp [Word up!]Break your concentration, murder your campFor tha jealous, overzealous, we fellazBlow the the spot like Branford MarsalisNiggaz comin through and actin wildY'all commercial niggaz better have a Coke and a smileI SHOT YA!
Verse Two: Prodigy
Yo, I conversate wit many men, it's time to begin againForgot what I already knew, aiyyo you hear me friend?Illuminati want my mind, soul, and my bodySecret society, tryin to keep they eye on meBut I'm stay incogni', in places they can't find meMake my moves strategically, the G.O.D.It's sorta similar but iller than a chess playerI use my thinker, it coincides with my blinkerWhile you wondered what we sayin on the records realYeah you motherfuckin right kid you know the dealMy Mobb is Infamous just like the fuckin title readYou get back slapped so hard make ya nose bleedSome ---- kids feeling guilty
Haaah! (wooooooo!)Yeah, (hah, hah, hah, hah) L.O.D.Keith Murray, Def SquadMista, Mista, Mista, Mista SmithYou wanna hit? (You wanna hit?)Uhh, gimme an hour plus a pen and a pad
Yo... I'm here to make a dollar out of fifteen centsAnd let my balls hang like I'm on a toilet takin a shitMy style is all that, and a big bag of chips wit the dipFuck all that sensuous shitI represent intellectual violenceAnd leave your click holier than the Ten CommandmentsLike Redman I shift with tha ruckIf ya if was a spliff we'd be all fucked up [Word up!]No need to ask you who is he, Son I get busyScuff my Timbs on the boulevard of many ruff cities [Chicago, LA, any of them]I'll have to Norman Bate ya I love ta hate yaCause youse a freak by natureCan't wait to face ya, mutilate yaDrink your style down straight wit no chaser [Word up!]My verbal combat's like a mini-Mac to your backAs soon as one of you niggaz try to over react [BLAOW!]Tha L.O.D. love good confrontation or vamp [Word up!]Break your concentration, murder your campFor tha jealous, overzealous, we fellazBlow the the spot like Branford MarsalisNiggaz comin through and actin wildY'all commercial niggaz better have a Coke and a smileI SHOT YA!
Verse Two: Prodigy
Yo, I conversate wit many men, it's time to begin againForgot what I already knew, aiyyo you hear me friend?Illuminati want my mind, soul, and my bodySecret society, tryin to keep they eye on meBut I'm stay incogni', in places they can't find meMake my moves strategically, the G.O.D.It's sorta similar but iller than a chess playerI use my thinker, it coincides with my blinkerWhile you wondered what we sayin on the records realYeah you motherfuckin right kid you know the dealMy Mobb is Infamous just like the fuckin title readYou get back slapped so hard make ya nose bleedSome ---- kids feeling guilty
