Suicide Bounce (Explicit Album Version) 歌词
| 歌曲 | Suicide Bounce (Explicit Album Version) |
| 歌手 | Nas |
| 专辑 | Street's Disciple |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Baker, Fuller, Gibbs, Hawkes ... |
| [00:02.77] | Ay fellas |
| [00:04.09] | I think you might wanna s-s-sneak your ratchet in here for this one |
| [00:08.83] | Ay ladies |
| [00:10.34] | Put your petroleum jelly on your face |
| [00:13.08] | Yo Nas, we got a big bet in the streets |
| [00:15.65] | that you knock they ass out in the first 30 seconds of the first round |
| [00:18.40] | GET 'EM! |
| [00:19.09][Verse One: Nas] | |
| [00:19.90] | Sittin up drunk, shufflin thoughts |
| [00:20.96] | Got paper but I'm lost |
| [00:22.34] | Losin focus what a nigga still hustlin for |
| [00:25.02] | My seed is straight, the fam is settled |
| [00:27.08] | Idle time get the man in trouble |
| [00:28.52] | When wifey tourin, my life get boring |
| [00:30.90] | Start to remember all types of torment |
| [00:32.33] | The devil's callin, but I don't answer |
| [00:34.77] | Mom passed from cancer, leavin behind |
| [00:36.83] | two granddaughters, two grandsons, two 9's |
| [00:38.71] | next to me in the Phantom, who lyin? |
| [00:40.89] | Big screen documentaries of Idi Amin |
| [00:43.33] | Gotta, try to stay away from creeps |
| [00:45.08] | With they bullshit, tryin to put me back in the streets |
| [00:47.40] | War stories, funerals |
| [00:48.58] | where feds be layin from a dreadful slayin |
| [00:51.46] | Body viewing's at the wake |
| [00:53.65] | Nigga sit stiff in his Ferrari, no casket |
| [00:56.09] | with his eyelids still open, it's kinda spooky |
| [00:57.96] | Iceman watch on, the suit Gucci |
| [01:00.46] | I'm above the standard |
| [01:02.34] | But dude just Mar-salis than Branford |
| [01:04.52] | Thinkin you're too rich, they wanna gun ya |
| [01:06.40] | Kidnap ya cause of they hunger, but you fuckin with hunters |
| [01:08.53] | Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips |
| [01:10.65] | Cause real niggaz die over dumb shit |
| [01:12.40] | Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips |
| [01:14.71] | Cause real niggaz die over dumb shit |
| [01:17.28][Chorus 2X: Busta Rhymes] | |
| [01:18.71] | Fight, fists, dance, suckah |
| [01:20.21] | Suicide, bounce, brother |
| [01:21.21] | Ice, whips, cash, nigga |
| [01:22.65] | Watch yo', big, ass, momma |
| [01:24.09][Verse Two: Nas] | |
| [01:26.09] | |
| [01:34.09] | To your, power structure, Nas is dangerous |
| [01:35.96] | Y'all the antithesis, the opposite |
| [01:37.53] | Twitchin shit, all up in your body language |
| [01:39.84] | Mean muggin your bitch, cause she leans over |
| [01:42.34] | to look closer told you y'all sloppy gangsters sayin |
| [01:44.46] | "Nas is this and Nas is that" |
| [01:46.40] | Your eyes go front, your eyes go back |
| [01:48.40] | Surprised I'm at the same place y'all be at |
| [01:50.40] | It's obvious you don't know how I react |
| [01:52.40] | Like, I don't know where the party's at |
| [01:54.21] | You're foamin at the mouth, losin breath |
| [01:55.84] | Like a cardiac arrest, but I ain't impressed |
| [01:57.90] | Cause the fact is, y'all don't really want it |
| [02:01.21] | Two to the head, fo' to the stomach |
| [02:03.21] | Call more security cause I come off |
| [02:05.03] | anywhere you at you scary cats |
| [02:07.03] | If you dare squeeze back, guns shall rain |
| [02:09.09] | a thousand times harder than when I first came |
| [02:11.59] | Y'all not relentless, y'all dumb |
| [02:13.40] | And y'all just forgot about the consequences |
| [02:15.71] | Not a jail sentence, but see |
| [02:17.65] | the nigga you feed'll kick it to dude that kick it to me |
| [02:20.53] | We posess, the recipes for death, cause jealousy destroys |
| [02:23.84] | Feed the dog first, watch out for salmonella poisoning |
| [02:26.34] | I know a kid who'll throw shit in your food |
| [02:28.65] | And say, "That's the way you kill a man, avoid the shooting" |
| [02:31.84] | Hey... |
| [02:32.40][Chorus] | |
| [02:32.90][Outro] | |
| [02:36.47] | |
| [02:50.78] | You smile, in my face |
| [02:53.15] | Secretly I know, you want my place |
| [02:56.84] | You waitin on me to choke, don't want a nigga to breathe |
| [03:00.65] | You wanna come cut my throat, you wanna get rid of me |
| [03:05.09] | But before I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin |
| [03:09.65] | And y'all gon' rest in peace, cause death is the recipe |
| [03:14.22] | Before I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin |
| [03:17.72] | And y'all gon' rest in peace, cause death is the recipe |
| [03:24.84][Busta] | Suicide, bounce, brother |
| [03:37.53][Busta] | Suicide, bounce, brother |
| [03:45.59][Busta] | Suicide, bounce, brother |
| [03:52.47] | |
| [03:54.12][Busta] | Suicide, bounce, brother |
| [03:55.80] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Baker, Fuller, Gibbs, Hawkes ... |
| [00:02.77] | Ay fellas |
| [00:04.09] | I think you might wanna sssneak your ratchet in here for this one |
| [00:08.83] | Ay ladies |
| [00:10.34] | Put your petroleum jelly on your face |
| [00:13.08] | Yo Nas, we got a big bet in the streets |
| [00:15.65] | that you knock they ass out in the first 30 seconds of the first round |
| [00:18.40] | GET ' EM! |
| [00:19.09][Verse One: Nas] | |
| [00:19.90] | Sittin up drunk, shufflin thoughts |
| [00:20.96] | Got paper but I' m lost |
| [00:22.34] | Losin focus what a nigga still hustlin for |
| [00:25.02] | My seed is straight, the fam is settled |
| [00:27.08] | Idle time get the man in trouble |
| [00:28.52] | When wifey tourin, my life get boring |
| [00:30.90] | Start to remember all types of torment |
| [00:32.33] | The devil' s callin, but I don' t answer |
| [00:34.77] | Mom passed from cancer, leavin behind |
| [00:36.83] | two granddaughters, two grandsons, two 9' s |
| [00:38.71] | next to me in the Phantom, who lyin? |
| [00:40.89] | Big screen documentaries of Idi Amin |
| [00:43.33] | Gotta, try to stay away from creeps |
| [00:45.08] | With they bullshit, tryin to put me back in the streets |
| [00:47.40] | War stories, funerals |
| [00:48.58] | where feds be layin from a dreadful slayin |
| [00:51.46] | Body viewing' s at the wake |
| [00:53.65] | Nigga sit stiff in his Ferrari, no casket |
| [00:56.09] | with his eyelids still open, it' s kinda spooky |
| [00:57.96] | Iceman watch on, the suit Gucci |
| [01:00.46] | I' m above the standard |
| [01:02.34] | But dude just Marsalis than Branford |
| [01:04.52] | Thinkin you' re too rich, they wanna gun ya |
| [01:06.40] | Kidnap ya cause of they hunger, but you fuckin with hunters |
| [01:08.53] | Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips |
| [01:10.65] | Cause real niggaz die over dumb shit |
| [01:12.40] | Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips |
| [01:14.71] | Cause real niggaz die over dumb shit |
| [01:17.28][Chorus 2X: Busta Rhymes] | |
| [01:18.71] | Fight, fists, dance, suckah |
| [01:20.21] | Suicide, bounce, brother |
| [01:21.21] | Ice, whips, cash, nigga |
| [01:22.65] | Watch yo', big, ass, momma |
| [01:24.09][Verse Two: Nas] | |
| [01:26.09] | |
| [01:34.09] | To your, power structure, Nas is dangerous |
| [01:35.96] | Y' all the antithesis, the opposite |
| [01:37.53] | Twitchin shit, all up in your body language |
| [01:39.84] | Mean muggin your bitch, cause she leans over |
| [01:42.34] | to look closer told you y' all sloppy gangsters sayin |
| [01:44.46] | " Nas is this and Nas is that" |
| [01:46.40] | Your eyes go front, your eyes go back |
| [01:48.40] | Surprised I' m at the same place y' all be at |
| [01:50.40] | It' s obvious you don' t know how I react |
| [01:52.40] | Like, I don' t know where the party' s at |
| [01:54.21] | You' re foamin at the mouth, losin breath |
| [01:55.84] | Like a cardiac arrest, but I ain' t impressed |
| [01:57.90] | Cause the fact is, y' all don' t really want it |
| [02:01.21] | Two to the head, fo' to the stomach |
| [02:03.21] | Call more security cause I come off |
| [02:05.03] | anywhere you at you scary cats |
| [02:07.03] | If you dare squeeze back, guns shall rain |
| [02:09.09] | a thousand times harder than when I first came |
| [02:11.59] | Y' all not relentless, y' all dumb |
| [02:13.40] | And y' all just forgot about the consequences |
| [02:15.71] | Not a jail sentence, but see |
| [02:17.65] | the nigga you feed' ll kick it to dude that kick it to me |
| [02:20.53] | We posess, the recipes for death, cause jealousy destroys |
| [02:23.84] | Feed the dog first, watch out for salmonella poisoning |
| [02:26.34] | I know a kid who' ll throw shit in your food |
| [02:28.65] | And say, " That' s the way you kill a man, avoid the shooting" |
| [02:31.84] | Hey... |
| [02:32.40][Chorus] | |
| [02:32.90][Outro] | |
| [02:36.47] | |
| [02:50.78] | You smile, in my face |
| [02:53.15] | Secretly I know, you want my place |
| [02:56.84] | You waitin on me to choke, don' t want a nigga to breathe |
| [03:00.65] | You wanna come cut my throat, you wanna get rid of me |
| [03:05.09] | But before I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin |
| [03:09.65] | And y' all gon' rest in peace, cause death is the recipe |
| [03:14.22] | Before I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin |
| [03:17.72] | And y' all gon' rest in peace, cause death is the recipe |
| [03:24.84][Busta] | Suicide, bounce, brother |
| [03:37.53][Busta] | Suicide, bounce, brother |
| [03:45.59][Busta] | Suicide, bounce, brother |
| [03:52.47] | |
| [03:54.12][Busta] | Suicide, bounce, brother |
| [03:55.80] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Baker, Fuller, Gibbs, Hawkes ... |
| [00:02.77] | Ay fellas |
| [00:04.09] | I think you might wanna sssneak your ratchet in here for this one |
| [00:08.83] | Ay ladies |
| [00:10.34] | Put your petroleum jelly on your face |
| [00:13.08] | Yo Nas, we got a big bet in the streets |
| [00:15.65] | that you knock they ass out in the first 30 seconds of the first round |
| [00:18.40] | GET ' EM! |
| [00:19.09][Verse One: Nas] | |
| [00:19.90] | Sittin up drunk, shufflin thoughts |
| [00:20.96] | Got paper but I' m lost |
| [00:22.34] | Losin focus what a nigga still hustlin for |
| [00:25.02] | My seed is straight, the fam is settled |
| [00:27.08] | Idle time get the man in trouble |
| [00:28.52] | When wifey tourin, my life get boring |
| [00:30.90] | Start to remember all types of torment |
| [00:32.33] | The devil' s callin, but I don' t answer |
| [00:34.77] | Mom passed from cancer, leavin behind |
| [00:36.83] | two granddaughters, two grandsons, two 9' s |
| [00:38.71] | next to me in the Phantom, who lyin? |
| [00:40.89] | Big screen documentaries of Idi Amin |
| [00:43.33] | Gotta, try to stay away from creeps |
| [00:45.08] | With they bullshit, tryin to put me back in the streets |
| [00:47.40] | War stories, funerals |
| [00:48.58] | where feds be layin from a dreadful slayin |
| [00:51.46] | Body viewing' s at the wake |
| [00:53.65] | Nigga sit stiff in his Ferrari, no casket |
| [00:56.09] | with his eyelids still open, it' s kinda spooky |
| [00:57.96] | Iceman watch on, the suit Gucci |
| [01:00.46] | I' m above the standard |
| [01:02.34] | But dude just Marsalis than Branford |
| [01:04.52] | Thinkin you' re too rich, they wanna gun ya |
| [01:06.40] | Kidnap ya cause of they hunger, but you fuckin with hunters |
| [01:08.53] | Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips |
| [01:10.65] | Cause real niggaz die over dumb shit |
| [01:12.40] | Camoflauged in black hoods that dump clips |
| [01:14.71] | Cause real niggaz die over dumb shit |
| [01:17.28][Chorus 2X: Busta Rhymes] | |
| [01:18.71] | Fight, fists, dance, suckah |
| [01:20.21] | Suicide, bounce, brother |
| [01:21.21] | Ice, whips, cash, nigga |
| [01:22.65] | Watch yo', big, ass, momma |
| [01:24.09][Verse Two: Nas] | |
| [01:26.09] | |
| [01:34.09] | To your, power structure, Nas is dangerous |
| [01:35.96] | Y' all the antithesis, the opposite |
| [01:37.53] | Twitchin shit, all up in your body language |
| [01:39.84] | Mean muggin your bitch, cause she leans over |
| [01:42.34] | to look closer told you y' all sloppy gangsters sayin |
| [01:44.46] | " Nas is this and Nas is that" |
| [01:46.40] | Your eyes go front, your eyes go back |
| [01:48.40] | Surprised I' m at the same place y' all be at |
| [01:50.40] | It' s obvious you don' t know how I react |
| [01:52.40] | Like, I don' t know where the party' s at |
| [01:54.21] | You' re foamin at the mouth, losin breath |
| [01:55.84] | Like a cardiac arrest, but I ain' t impressed |
| [01:57.90] | Cause the fact is, y' all don' t really want it |
| [02:01.21] | Two to the head, fo' to the stomach |
| [02:03.21] | Call more security cause I come off |
| [02:05.03] | anywhere you at you scary cats |
| [02:07.03] | If you dare squeeze back, guns shall rain |
| [02:09.09] | a thousand times harder than when I first came |
| [02:11.59] | Y' all not relentless, y' all dumb |
| [02:13.40] | And y' all just forgot about the consequences |
| [02:15.71] | Not a jail sentence, but see |
| [02:17.65] | the nigga you feed' ll kick it to dude that kick it to me |
| [02:20.53] | We posess, the recipes for death, cause jealousy destroys |
| [02:23.84] | Feed the dog first, watch out for salmonella poisoning |
| [02:26.34] | I know a kid who' ll throw shit in your food |
| [02:28.65] | And say, " That' s the way you kill a man, avoid the shooting" |
| [02:31.84] | Hey... |
| [02:32.40][Chorus] | |
| [02:32.90][Outro] | |
| [02:36.47] | |
| [02:50.78] | You smile, in my face |
| [02:53.15] | Secretly I know, you want my place |
| [02:56.84] | You waitin on me to choke, don' t want a nigga to breathe |
| [03:00.65] | You wanna come cut my throat, you wanna get rid of me |
| [03:05.09] | But before I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin |
| [03:09.65] | And y' all gon' rest in peace, cause death is the recipe |
| [03:14.22] | Before I let it happen them guns gon' start clappin |
| [03:17.72] | And y' all gon' rest in peace, cause death is the recipe |
| [03:24.84][Busta] | Suicide, bounce, brother |
| [03:37.53][Busta] | Suicide, bounce, brother |
| [03:45.59][Busta] | Suicide, bounce, brother |
| [03:52.47] | |
| [03:54.12][Busta] | Suicide, bounce, brother |
| [03:55.80] |
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