歌曲 | U Can't Fade Me |
歌手 | Spice 1 |
专辑 | Immortalized |
作词 : Clinton, Collins, jackson ... | |
Drop a old school beat | |
Ha-ha | |
Ha-ha-ha-ha | |
Plow! | |
[ VERSE 1 ] | |
Now the taste of Crystal is fillin up my bladder | |
What's the time on the rolie? It don't matter | |
Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was tryin to sort | |
To make a long story short: | |
Ran into this girl named Sally | |
Knew her from the backseat of my homeboy's Navi | |
She said what's up, yeah, what's the deal? | |
Check the nappy weave, of course it ain't real | |
Then I looked down, she was fat in the front | |
I asked how long, she said, "About 6 months" | |
"Oh, how time flies when you're havin fun" | |
She said, "Yeah, but the damage is done" | |
"Where you been?" "On a little vacation" | |
"Oh, by the way, congratulations | |
Who's the lucky man?" She said, "I got him on file" | |
Then she said, "It's Spice 1", and smiled | |
I dropped my stout, then everything went blank | |
"Had a baby by you, the neighborhood skank?" | |
She said, "Yeah, don't you remember that day?" | |
I thought back and tried to calculate | |
Then I said, "Damn, are you sure it's mine? | |
My homies did the Soultrain on ya plenty of times" | |
She said, "That day, nah, I was whorin | |
And your ass is mine", that's when the sweat started pourin | |
Cause all I seen was Spice 1 up in court | |
Paying a gang on child support | |
Then I thought deep about givin up the fetti | |
What I need to do is kick the bitch in the belly | |
Nah, cause then I'd really be faded | |
That's murder one, cause it was premeditated | |
What should I do? Kidnap the bitch and flee? | |
How many months left? Damn, only 3 | |
I'm gettin faded | |
Goddamn, what the fuck I done got myself into? | |
This shit is dense |
zuò cí : Clinton, Collins, jackson ... | |
Drop a old school beat | |
Haha | |
Hahahaha | |
Plow! | |
VERSE 1 | |
Now the taste of Crystal is fillin up my bladder | |
What' s the time on the rolie? It don' t matter | |
Had a pocket full of phone numbers I was tryin to sort | |
To make a long story short: | |
Ran into this girl named Sally | |
Knew her from the backseat of my homeboy' s Navi | |
She said what' s up, yeah, what' s the deal? | |
Check the nappy weave, of course it ain' t real | |
Then I looked down, she was fat in the front | |
I asked how long, she said, " About 6 months" | |
" Oh, how time flies when you' re havin fun" | |
She said, " Yeah, but the damage is done" | |
" Where you been?" " On a little vacation" | |
" Oh, by the way, congratulations | |
Who' s the lucky man?" She said, " I got him on file" | |
Then she said, " It' s Spice 1", and smiled | |
I dropped my stout, then everything went blank | |
" Had a baby by you, the neighborhood skank?" | |
She said, " Yeah, don' t you remember that day?" | |
I thought back and tried to calculate | |
Then I said, " Damn, are you sure it' s mine? | |
My homies did the Soultrain on ya plenty of times" | |
She said, " That day, nah, I was whorin | |
And your ass is mine", that' s when the sweat started pourin | |
Cause all I seen was Spice 1 up in court | |
Paying a gang on child support | |
Then I thought deep about givin up the fetti | |
What I need to do is kick the bitch in the belly | |
Nah, cause then I' d really be faded | |
That' s murder one, cause it was premeditated | |
What should I do? Kidnap the bitch and flee? | |
How many months left? Damn, only 3 | |
I' m gettin faded | |
Goddamn, what the fuck I done got myself into? | |
This shit is dense |