Lirik Lagu Grid Iron Rap - Method Man F/ Street Life
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[Bishop Don Magic Juan]"Dropped outta school early so I could get me some paperThat's a good book I don't mind you gettin knowledge about the gameYou dig? So you won't have to have those young girls fool ya you dig?Trick ya outta your check so you can learn about itDon't try to play if you ain't ready for itCuz the game could be detrimental to ya boy."[Street Life]I Silver Surf the city circuit, forever lurkin on the street surfaceI spit blood for blood versesPlan span divided, we still stand conquer landOne man'll body slam Def JamFocus ya head cam, zoom in, we radio tuninI know you're listenin so I keep showin and provinPlay the sideline, waitin for the right time to take mineStreet crime, nickel and dime rhymeFuck a peace talk, let the gun spark, on the streets of New YorkI Shaolin strut through the city asphalt, FED UPHold ya head up, I'm circlin the block, keep ya eyes upWise up before you get sized up (tied up)Play no game, speakin on my name you catch a clip fullfrom close range, diggin in your pocket, take the loose change[Method Man]Punch the data in ya mainframeYou want it all, I want the same thingStrive to maintain, live out my nameHard to obtain, hard to explain, ain't nuttin changedLeave the same way I came, Bringin motherfuckin PainChorus: Street Life, MethodKilla Hill projects, hi-tech street intellectBest connect, blow your headset, fuck a mic checkBring em round the underground, pocket full of soundAshes to ashes y'all niggaz goin down[Method Man]Eat shit and die slow, battle ground no survivalYou goin down, y'all niggaz fuck aroundShittin where you sleepin, so my rhyme Proposal came IndecentBeef from the butcher, sink your teeth in[Street Life]Fuck what you believe in, you real-fakeFishin in the same lake, eatin off the same cake you blow face[Method Man]Who go that ready cook, synthetic look, actin crookBetty shook worm, tryin to shake the hook as the world turnNigga burn, once again the Super Sperm, rub it inyour skin, like it's Lubriderm, time took to write thisThe war will be fought by the righteousWho stand criticized by his un A*AlikenessKnowledge is the truth and it's pricelessReal like them Rahway Lifers, nuttin but time on my handsObserve the black sands in the hourglass, fallin fastIn the savage land haulin ass, Days of ThunderIt's Road Rage, your days are numberedWhat RZA put together let no man tear asunder (motherfucker!)[Street Life]This is P.L.O., Killa Hill flow but you don't hear me thoughLive in stereo, pumpin loud until your speaker blowGhetty-o slang pro, sling rap for cash flowKeep it live from the intro until the outroChorus[Street Life]I'm on a suicide run, y'all niggaz know the outcomeRazor sharp tongue leave scars in your eardrumForty-five bar seminar, ghetto rap starSlide like water rats through the Staten ReservoirSwingin swords cut your mic cord, snatch ya rap awardsCommercial cats fuckin up the game, that's why I crash boardsBreak laws, wired jaw, keep on tryin yoursHardcore, something that my street niggaz is dyin for[Method Man]Snatch your neck and the dope fiend, Golgo 13Professionals wit no things, say no moreCheck my Dogs at the ReservoirGourmet special of the day is Nigga Souflee, pusher gotta payAnd the games people play, John J. back around the wayFish filet, Mister DJ, turn it up a notchHit the replay, for dirt bomb niggaz in the P.J.to Klingon, bring on, the Good Times for KeyonHood rhymes that's be-yond ya thinkinFor eons, I've been hear to shine on the black mindsTell you like the last time, year of the grimy niggaRag time, bad sign, flatline[Bishop Don Magic Juan]"It's easy to get into the game, but once you get on topCan you stay there?"
