Lirik Lagu Thief's Theme - Nas
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[Intro]One, twoCheck, one, twoOne, two, who got more style, the son do[rewind]One, twoCheck, one, twoOne, two, who got more style, the son doCheck, one, two
[Verse 1]Yo I'm hot like 95 FahrenheitOn a summer night, tight spot where bodies rotRats drink from water drops, in the streets niggazLittle kids scared cops, wit red dotsPhilosophical gangsta, where violent priorsGoin back like black and white TV's wit pliersLeanin on broke down cars, wit flat tiresFlash iron, or anybody tryin on the blocks I'm supplyin onMighty call, my peeps, tie ballons upAnd swallow 'em and the penal got goons, lots of 'emCops see them and run, don't want no dramaCertain parts of the streets, the beast don't want a part ofMortar, hood haunted like the DakotaWhere John Lennon was shot up, but he sang for peaceHe begged for freedom, hanged wit wild JamiciansFrom Kingston, who drink Irish MossListenin to Peter Winston, MachintoshLightning hits the top of the church steepleWhen I'm writin, semi-automatic no hyphenIt's frightening.... [scratches]
[Chorus]The thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act rightUnderstandable smooth shit, that murderers move witThe thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act rightUnderstandable smooth shit, that murderers move witThe thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act rightUnderstandable smooth shit, that murderers move witThe thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act rightUnderstandable smooth shit, that murderers move wit
[Verse 2]I take summers off, cause I love winter beefStarted '87, wit the shotty in the sheetThree-quarter length beige, dressed to killBust a shell at the ground, pellets hit the crowdNobody like a snitch, everybody shut they mouthRule which car heart, gun powder stainsSmellin like trees, set some mill on the brainSkeemin on ya girls, bamboozled on ya chainGot ill up on the train, twistin off a capOf a English in my vain, might of pushed you on the tracksDeath crack fiends, who can't speak, scream noisesCause you bought a drummer sooked, from one of my boys, it's.... Just another day in the hoodAnd I'm, wit some wild brothers, up to no goodWe saw the movies, like Tony Montana, and 'emBut our style was let them piled in, we robbin 'emMoney dudes, make 'em come up out they shoesRun they jewels, word is bond, where my man Nino goinAnd I had to make a song, speakin on my old lifeFor the thief's who come out at night
[Chorus]
[Outro]One, twoCheck, one, two [echoes]One, twoCheck, one, twoOne, two, who got more style, the son do [echoes][explosion]
[Verse 1]Yo I'm hot like 95 FahrenheitOn a summer night, tight spot where bodies rotRats drink from water drops, in the streets niggazLittle kids scared cops, wit red dotsPhilosophical gangsta, where violent priorsGoin back like black and white TV's wit pliersLeanin on broke down cars, wit flat tiresFlash iron, or anybody tryin on the blocks I'm supplyin onMighty call, my peeps, tie ballons upAnd swallow 'em and the penal got goons, lots of 'emCops see them and run, don't want no dramaCertain parts of the streets, the beast don't want a part ofMortar, hood haunted like the DakotaWhere John Lennon was shot up, but he sang for peaceHe begged for freedom, hanged wit wild JamiciansFrom Kingston, who drink Irish MossListenin to Peter Winston, MachintoshLightning hits the top of the church steepleWhen I'm writin, semi-automatic no hyphenIt's frightening.... [scratches]
[Chorus]The thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act rightUnderstandable smooth shit, that murderers move witThe thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act rightUnderstandable smooth shit, that murderers move witThe thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act rightUnderstandable smooth shit, that murderers move witThe thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act rightUnderstandable smooth shit, that murderers move wit
[Verse 2]I take summers off, cause I love winter beefStarted '87, wit the shotty in the sheetThree-quarter length beige, dressed to killBust a shell at the ground, pellets hit the crowdNobody like a snitch, everybody shut they mouthRule which car heart, gun powder stainsSmellin like trees, set some mill on the brainSkeemin on ya girls, bamboozled on ya chainGot ill up on the train, twistin off a capOf a English in my vain, might of pushed you on the tracksDeath crack fiends, who can't speak, scream noisesCause you bought a drummer sooked, from one of my boys, it's.... Just another day in the hoodAnd I'm, wit some wild brothers, up to no goodWe saw the movies, like Tony Montana, and 'emBut our style was let them piled in, we robbin 'emMoney dudes, make 'em come up out they shoesRun they jewels, word is bond, where my man Nino goinAnd I had to make a song, speakin on my old lifeFor the thief's who come out at night
[Chorus]
[Outro]One, twoCheck, one, two [echoes]One, twoCheck, one, twoOne, two, who got more style, the son do [echoes][explosion]
