Lirik Lagu Live At The Barbeque - Main Source
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
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featuring Nas Fatal Akinyele
Ahhhhhhhhhhh ohhhh ho!Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!It's like that y'all (that y'all)That y'all (that y'all) > repeat 5Xand that's all!
[Nas]Street's disciple my raps are trifleI shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifleStampede the stage I leave the microphone splitPlay Mr. Tuffy while I'm on some Pretty Tone shitVerbal assassin my architect pleasesWhen I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffin JesusNasty Nas is a rebel to AmericaPolice murderer, I'm causin hysteriaMy troops roll up with a strange forceI was trapped in a cage and let out by the Main SourceSwimmin in women like a lifeguardPut on a bulletproof nigga I strike hardKidnap the President's wife without a planAnd hangin niggaz like the Ku Klux KlanI melt mics till the sound waves overBefore steppin to me you'd rather step to JehovahSlammin MC's on cementCause verbally, I'm iller than a AIDS patientI move swift and upliftyour mind shoot the gift when I riff in rhymeRappin sniper, speakin real wordsMy thoughts react, like Steven Spielberg'sPoetry attacks, paragraphs punch hardMy brain is insane, I'm out to lunch GodScience is dropped, my raps are toxicMy voicebox locks and excels like a rocket
Aiyyo it's like that y'all (that y'all)That y'all (that y'all) --> repeat 5XThat's all!
[Fatal]Fatal is merciful and they curse meWhen I grip the mic I show no mercyI got heart, I rip the party apartfrom the seams and hem'up like bell-bottom jeansbut you get done, you
Ahhhhhhhhhhh ohhhh ho!Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!It's like that y'all (that y'all)That y'all (that y'all) > repeat 5Xand that's all!
[Nas]Street's disciple my raps are trifleI shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifleStampede the stage I leave the microphone splitPlay Mr. Tuffy while I'm on some Pretty Tone shitVerbal assassin my architect pleasesWhen I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffin JesusNasty Nas is a rebel to AmericaPolice murderer, I'm causin hysteriaMy troops roll up with a strange forceI was trapped in a cage and let out by the Main SourceSwimmin in women like a lifeguardPut on a bulletproof nigga I strike hardKidnap the President's wife without a planAnd hangin niggaz like the Ku Klux KlanI melt mics till the sound waves overBefore steppin to me you'd rather step to JehovahSlammin MC's on cementCause verbally, I'm iller than a AIDS patientI move swift and upliftyour mind shoot the gift when I riff in rhymeRappin sniper, speakin real wordsMy thoughts react, like Steven Spielberg'sPoetry attacks, paragraphs punch hardMy brain is insane, I'm out to lunch GodScience is dropped, my raps are toxicMy voicebox locks and excels like a rocket
Aiyyo it's like that y'all (that y'all)That y'all (that y'all) --> repeat 5XThat's all!
[Fatal]Fatal is merciful and they curse meWhen I grip the mic I show no mercyI got heart, I rip the party apartfrom the seams and hem'up like bell-bottom jeansbut you get done, you
