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Suicide Bounce
I think you might wanna sAy fellas
Put your petroleum jelly on your face
Ay ladies
Yo Nas, we got a big bet in the streets
that you knock they ass out in the first 30 seconds of the first round
GET 'EM!
[Verse One: Nas]
Sittin up drunk, shufflin thoughts
Got paper but I'm lost
Losin focus what a nigga still hustlin for
My seed is straight, the fam is settled
When wifey tourin, my life get boring
Idle time get the man in trouble
Start to remember all types of torment
The devil's callin, but I don't answer
Mom passed from cancer, leavin behind
next to me in the Phantom, who lyin?
two granddaughters, two grandsons, two 9's
Big screen documentaries of Idi Amin
Gotta, try to stay away from creeps
With they bullshit, tryin to put me back in the streets
War stories, funerals
where feds be layin from a dreadful slayin
Body viewing's at the wake
Nigga sit stiff in his Ferrari, no casket
with his eyelids still open, it's kinda spooky
Iceman watch on, the suit Gucci
I'm above the standard
But dude just MarThinkin you're too rich, they wanna gun ya
Kidnap ya cause of they hunger, but you fuckin with hunters
Cause real niggaz die over dumb shit
Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips
Cause real niggaz die over dumb shit
Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips
[Chorus 2X: Busta Rhymes]
Fight, fists, dance, suckah
Suicide, bounce, brother
Ice, whips, cash, nigga
Watch yo', big, ass, momma
[Verse Two: Nas]
To your, power structure, Nas is dangerous
Y'all the antithesis, the opposite
Twitchin shit, all up in your body language
to look closer told you y'all sloppy gangsters sayin
Mean muggin your bitch, cause she leans over
"Nas is this and Nas is that"
Your eyes go front, your eyes go back
It's obvious you don't know how I react
Surprised I'm at the same place y'all be at
You're foamin at the mouth, losin breath
Like, I don't know where the party's at
Like a cardiac arrest, but I ain't impressed
Cause the fact is, y'all don't really want it
Two to the head, fo' to the stomach
Call more security cause I come off
anywhere you at you scary cats
a thousand times harder than when I first came
If you dare squeeze back, guns shall rain
Y'all not relentless, y'all dumb
And y'all just forgot about the consequences
Not a jail sentence, but see
the nigga you feed'll kick it to dude that kick it to me
We posess, the recipes for death, cause jealousy destroys
Feed the dog first, watch out for salmonella poisoning
I know a kid who'll throw shit in your food
And say, "That's the way you kill a man, avoid the shooting"
Hey...
[Outro]
You smile, in my face
Secretly I know, you want my place
You wanna come cut my throat, you wanna get rid of me
You waitin on me to choke, don't want a nigga to breathe
But before I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin
And y'all gon' rest in peace, cause death is the recipe
Before I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin
And y'all gon' rest in peace, cause death is the recipe
[Busta] Suicide, bounce, brother
[Busta] Suicide, bounce, brother[Busta] Suicide, bounce, brother
[Busta] Suicide, bounce, brother
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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