歌曲 | The Set Up |
歌手 | Rampage |
专辑 | KEEP IN MUSIC PROJECT VOL.2 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I seen many mc's getten laid to rest | |
Under stress, shot through they're bullet proof vest | |
Now you wanna be hardcore | |
You were never an outlaw | |
Until you just came off tour | |
Yo you talk a good game, brothers around your way knows your name | |
They wanna burn you in the flame | |
The other day you told me that you bout some new steel | |
You was like "yo ramp, yo i'm keepin it real" | |
The only type of real puttin down your steel | |
Pick up your pen and show me you in it for real | |
Before the next man put you to the test | |
He's a killer, he's from a town called brownsvilla | |
Him and his whole click be movin out of town | |
When they get back your six feet underground | |
You didn't listen | |
You didn't play your position | |
They shot your baby bombs and she turned up missing | |
Some where in whitehovas | |
Your ass is to blame | |
That's what happens when you enter the game | |
Chorus: | |
No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar | |
If you a rap star you won't go far | |
They wanna skin you alive, they know the type of jeep that you drive | |
You'll be dead by the end of night | |
No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar | |
If you rap star you won't go far | |
Now you on a run you can't see them son | |
You livin by the sword plus you packin a gun | |
Now you on the s train talkin about you going home | |
The brothers is in front of your door with the chrome | |
You sneak in through the back way | |
To that's nervous | |
They wanna get your moms before sunday service | |
They wanna get your pops before he goes to work | |
Even though he's a doctor or world expert | |
Yo they ripped your baby sister and threw her | |
In the ditch with your brother mitch | |
He's an inside snitch | |
He told brothers where you rest and where you be | |
Now you upset | |
You wanna flea the country and lay low | |
In the east with this girl named mes | |
Yo she works for the beach you and her in peace | |
She's a snake, all she do is hustle weight | |
Take the money and break | |
Sell it back up state | |
You can't sleep | |
So you keep your hand on your steel | |
Watch your back before a brother gets killed | |
Chorus |
I seen many mc' s getten laid to rest | |
Under stress, shot through they' re bullet proof vest | |
Now you wanna be hardcore | |
You were never an outlaw | |
Until you just came off tour | |
Yo you talk a good game, brothers around your way knows your name | |
They wanna burn you in the flame | |
The other day you told me that you bout some new steel | |
You was like " yo ramp, yo i' m keepin it real" | |
The only type of real puttin down your steel | |
Pick up your pen and show me you in it for real | |
Before the next man put you to the test | |
He' s a killer, he' s from a town called brownsvilla | |
Him and his whole click be movin out of town | |
When they get back your six feet underground | |
You didn' t listen | |
You didn' t play your position | |
They shot your baby bombs and she turned up missing | |
Some where in whitehovas | |
Your ass is to blame | |
That' s what happens when you enter the game | |
Chorus: | |
No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar | |
If you a rap star you won' t go far | |
They wanna skin you alive, they know the type of jeep that you drive | |
You' ll be dead by the end of night | |
No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar | |
If you rap star you won' t go far | |
Now you on a run you can' t see them son | |
You livin by the sword plus you packin a gun | |
Now you on the s train talkin about you going home | |
The brothers is in front of your door with the chrome | |
You sneak in through the back way | |
To that' s nervous | |
They wanna get your moms before sunday service | |
They wanna get your pops before he goes to work | |
Even though he' s a doctor or world expert | |
Yo they ripped your baby sister and threw her | |
In the ditch with your brother mitch | |
He' s an inside snitch | |
He told brothers where you rest and where you be | |
Now you upset | |
You wanna flea the country and lay low | |
In the east with this girl named mes | |
Yo she works for the beach you and her in peace | |
She' s a snake, all she do is hustle weight | |
Take the money and break | |
Sell it back up state | |
You can' t sleep | |
So you keep your hand on your steel | |
Watch your back before a brother gets killed | |
Chorus |
I seen many mc' s getten laid to rest | |
Under stress, shot through they' re bullet proof vest | |
Now you wanna be hardcore | |
You were never an outlaw | |
Until you just came off tour | |
Yo you talk a good game, brothers around your way knows your name | |
They wanna burn you in the flame | |
The other day you told me that you bout some new steel | |
You was like " yo ramp, yo i' m keepin it real" | |
The only type of real puttin down your steel | |
Pick up your pen and show me you in it for real | |
Before the next man put you to the test | |
He' s a killer, he' s from a town called brownsvilla | |
Him and his whole click be movin out of town | |
When they get back your six feet underground | |
You didn' t listen | |
You didn' t play your position | |
They shot your baby bombs and she turned up missing | |
Some where in whitehovas | |
Your ass is to blame | |
That' s what happens when you enter the game | |
Chorus: | |
No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar | |
If you a rap star you won' t go far | |
They wanna skin you alive, they know the type of jeep that you drive | |
You' ll be dead by the end of night | |
No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar | |
If you rap star you won' t go far | |
Now you on a run you can' t see them son | |
You livin by the sword plus you packin a gun | |
Now you on the s train talkin about you going home | |
The brothers is in front of your door with the chrome | |
You sneak in through the back way | |
To that' s nervous | |
They wanna get your moms before sunday service | |
They wanna get your pops before he goes to work | |
Even though he' s a doctor or world expert | |
Yo they ripped your baby sister and threw her | |
In the ditch with your brother mitch | |
He' s an inside snitch | |
He told brothers where you rest and where you be | |
Now you upset | |
You wanna flea the country and lay low | |
In the east with this girl named mes | |
Yo she works for the beach you and her in peace | |
She' s a snake, all she do is hustle weight | |
Take the money and break | |
Sell it back up state | |
You can' t sleep | |
So you keep your hand on your steel | |
Watch your back before a brother gets killed | |
Chorus |